Once he learned that Xiao Yun had come from the Godforsaken Land, Wilson finally stopped doubting Xiao Yun's identity.
The Godforsaken Land was a very special place. As long as one had an imperfect spell model within their body, it was difficult to remain in the Godforsaken Land.
This was especially true for old monsters with profound cultivation. Going to the Godforsaken Land was practically courting death.
In the castle, Wilson took a sip of tea and looked at Xiao Yun beside him, disbelief still lingering in his eyes. "I can hardly believe your talent is this high. You can improve spell models so effortlessly."
Over the past few days, he had tested him as well. He had given Xiao Yun several spell models and personally witnessed Xiao Yun improve them.
That speed was as easy as eating and drinking.
If those spell models had not been his own private collection, he would have suspected that Xiao Yun had possessed those perfect spell models beforehand.
"The Wizard World has no shortage of geniuses. I am merely the best among them," Xiao Yun said with a smile.
Wilson's lips twitched upon hearing that. He had never noticed Hill being so immodest before.
However, Xiao Yun's talent truly was monstrous beyond anything he had ever seen.
Over the past few days, he had personally watched Xiao Yun improve each spell model he taught him, then master them.
Now, aside from being an eighth-level death-element wizard, Xiao Yun was also an eighth-level fire-element wizard, an eighth-level darkness-element wizard, and an eighth-level light-element wizard.
As for the other elements, Xiao Yun had mostly cultivated them to the fourth or fifth level as well. This was all thanks to Wilson. This "professor" had lived for several hundred years, explored many ruins, and plundered countless spell