The wizarding world had existed for countless ages. Xiao Yun refused to believe that, after the efforts of countless generations of wizards, they had failed to develop spell models in their perfect state.
As for spiritual power, that was easy enough to solve. Some master potion-makers could brew potions that increased spiritual power.
Although such potions were also precious, they were absolutely not more valuable than those advancement potions.
If that was the case, why did they have to create those advancement potions?
Why not pass perfect-state spell models on to the students?
Two words surfaced in Xiao Yun's mind—control.
There had to be a powerful force in this wizarding world manipulating all of this. Someone had monopolized the path of wizard advancement through potions.
As long as that person controlled the potion formulas, they could control the entire world.
Because no matter how talented you were, without advancement potions, you would never be able to advance into a higher-level wizard.
For example, if all of this were controlled by a Level Nine Wizard, then as long as he held the formula for the potion needed to advance to Level Nine Wizard, he could prevent other Level Eight Wizards from advancing to Level Nine.
That way, he could rule the wizarding world alone, and no one could challenge his position.
At the same time, those wizard academies could also use potion formulas to control their students one by one.
After all, if students wanted to advance, they had to work for the academy.
"Interesting, but it has nothing to do with me. I have no interest in this mundane world. As long as those people don't come looking for trouble with me, that's enough." Xiao Yun shook his head with a smile.
He was not this world's savior. He only