What Is Truth? Accumulate Deeply, Burst Forth!

That mysterious diary held no small attraction for Wang Ya, but he knew clearly what his current goal was.

He pulled out a book. Inertia and Activity of Elemental Particles could let Wang Ya understand the essence behind the effects produced by the Fire Elemental Energy spell he released.

From a macroscopic understanding to a microscopic cognition—this was precisely the prerequisite for changing this spell's habitual release method and Particle Ratio. As for whether the spell's power would rise or fall after the change, or whether the release would fail, that all depended on the one making the change.

Likewise, being able to do this, and to apply it broadly within the Wizard path system one had chosen, meant that this Wizard already possessed the qualifications and ability to conduct Wizard Experiments independently.

Once he entered a state of research, time lost its measure for Wang Ya. When his body itself needed to replenish energy to meet the needs of his cells, he went to the Automated Restaurant on Ancient Forest Mountain to replenish himself with high-protein food.

He was incomparably focused and serious. The Feather Pen kept writing across the draft paper, recording his confusions or insights.

After completing part of his Supernatural Knowledge studies, he would return to these insights and delve into them to overcome those confusions.

He was like a sponge, tirelessly absorbing supernatural nourishment and perfecting the parts he lacked.

Harak stood before the windowsill like a statue, completely motionless, his blood-red pupils narrowed, as if he enjoyed this state very much.

The sea breeze blowing over from the coastline made the trees rustle, and also lifted Wang Ya's hair and robe.

His long, fair fingers pressed down the fluttering pages. The draft paper was filled with dense lines of text.

Inside the resplendent hall, luxurious decorations were everywhere. Even White Jade and gold from the Mortal World were nothing more than floor tiles to be stepped on here.

"Hahaha, welcome, everyone. The dishes of Bailin Mansion absolutely won't disappoint you."

Moxi's voice spread throughout the entire great hall. On the long dining tables, white candle flames burned. Silver plates were carried onto the tables by mortal servants with great effort and placed before every Wizard Freshman present.

Such dining tables filled the entire hall. Even though the number of Wizard Freshmen who had come greatly exceeded Moxi's expectations, it could still accommodate them all.

Moxi and his so-called friends from Wizard Families exchanged looks with one another, and each could see a bit of joy in the others' eyes.

Anna was of noble birth, and her life during her mortal period had been incomparably extravagant, but even faced with such a scene, it paled in comparison.

At the dining tables around her sat freshmen from the same Wizard Ship. Those freshmen of noble birth could still maintain basic composure, but some commoners, or descendants of Knights, could hardly hide the shock on their faces.

They were actually using gold and White Jade as floor tiles. How much manpower and material wealth had been spent on such a brilliant, radiant building?

As expected, they're only natives from the Island Continent. They haven't seen much of the world. A trace of mockery surfaced in Moxi's eyes. True Wizards would never care about gold or silver. The fame, profit, and money chased by worldly mortals were not even worth a single Magic Stone to Wizards.

Wizards kept their distance from the Mortal World. Besides the fact that the radiation from their own Particle Energy could easily kill those fragile, pitiful mortals, there was also a fundamental reason: on a deeper level, they were already entirely different, people of two worlds.

Moxi was very satisfied with everyone's reactions. In his view, these island natives possessed Wizard aptitude, yet they had not converted that mortal, humble, cowardly heart. Freshmen like this were actually very easy to deal with.

"Come, let us celebrate our meeting. A toast to this moment."

As the center of the banquet, Moxi walked among the various dining tables with wine in hand, while the several freshmen from Wizard Families beside him likewise went to different tables.

Warm light illuminated the entire hall. In the hanging colored lamps, crystalline gemstones were embedded.

Throughout the banquet hall, metal knives and forks collided with silver plates, cutting delicious food before sending it into mouths.

Under the light, everyone's cheeks carried a flush and a smile, as if that was the taste of happiness.

Anna's long fiery-red hair now looked even more like flames burning. Her scarlet pupils reflected the rippling wine. As cups clinked, her red lips pressed against the rim, and her slender neck swallowed it down.

Looking at the handsome young man in white before her, she smiled, filled with astonishing allure.

She had found her target!

Moxi's gaze fell on the Wizard Freshmen seated at Anna's table, and at the same time he looked at the nearby tables of freshmen. His heart immediately had a measure of things.

He smiled. "Beautiful lady, may I speak with you about some interesting matters of life? For example, chat about what happened on the Wizard Ship, and about these friends we have only just met, yet who are incomparably precious."

Anna's gaze shimmered like autumn waves, and her red lips moved. "Of course."

In mortal eyes, Wizards were mysterious, unknown, and in certain circumstances were even labeled as synonymous with evil.

On some Island Continents that had not been discovered by Wizards, ignorance and backwardness prevailed. They revered Evil God sacrifices, and had even produced situations where gods ruled nations and divine authority drove men.

When Wizards discovered such Island Continents, under the effects of faith and Mental Will, true Evil Gods were often born.

Even outside the Wizard World, in the gaps between the Inner World and Outer Space, some bizarre, twisted existences would be attracted as a result, causing severe consequences. A great deal of energy would have to be spent suppressing them.

Mental Will was likewise the source of a Wizard's power, the lever that pried at real matter and realized the supernatural power of the self.

At this moment, Wang Ya had encountered a question that troubled him and attracted him, and it also had a certain connection to Mental Will.

On the desk before him, the black book was opened. On the first page was written a slogan that summarized the entire book, and it could also be said to be a question posed to the reader.

Anglie Gunkai: Wizards pursue Truth, but what is Truth?

Yes, what was Truth?

Wang Ya fell silent. The question raised by the author of On Wizardry seemed simple, yet it contained far too many possibilities, so many that even Wang Ya had no way to begin answering.

Many answers appeared in his mind.

Was it cultivating the Wizard Meditation Method, step by step allowing a Wizard to possess supernatural power?

Was it mastering more Supernatural Knowledge, cognizing this world, and possessing the power to influence everything?

Was it improving oneself, transforming oneself, pursuing eternity, and achieving absolute immortality?

Every path was filled with beauty, filled with reality, and indeed they were things Wang Ya wanted to obtain. They were desires of life itself.

But Wang Ya could not use these answers to answer what Truth was. This question!