Prepartum Anxiety

Just when Li Ziran thought Sandrew would take him as his apprentice, the old man suddenly fell silent again, staring at him strangely and laughing.

That sinister smile sent chills down one's spine, as if one's newly Purification body possessed a strange Gravity.

"Master, you just said..."

"Oh, it's nothing, you can go back now. By the way, come to my place these afternoons for the next couple of days, don't just hang out with those Frog all day." This tone sounded just like Li Ziran's father, giving off a strange sense of warmth.

After leaving the Mage Tower, Li Ziran felt something was off; the old man's personality seemed to have completely changed.

I definitely had something to say to myself just now.

However, the Purification is indeed very good; it removes even more impurities than his.

"That Demon... is definitely not simple."

Li Ziran was absolutely certain that the other person was far more qualified than him.

He arrived at Sandrew's place on time in the afternoon. After the Embryo Purification, the Undead Archmage to be taking good care of him.

He patiently guided the lich on the small details of controlling the Corpse Witch, and even asked if she wanted to learn about other undead, showing his admiration and willingness to take her on as an apprentice.

Unfortunately, despite Li Ziran's repeated expressions of interest in becoming the old man's apprentice, the old man refused, both openly and subtly.

After several unsuccessful attempts, Li Ziran gave up. Thinking about it, it made sense; his favorite student was about to be born, and he would be very fortunate if the student could even exchange a few words with him.

But every afternoon, Sandrew would wait for him, and more than two months passed in the blink of an eye.

In those two months, he never mentioned venturing out into the world again.

Another afternoon passed, Sandrew looked at Li Ziran. This time, he didn't offer any suggestions; to be precise, he couldn't offer any.

Although this young man was as clumsy as a pig at the beginning, after two months, his proficiency in controlling the Corpse Witch surpassed that of many geniuses in the Necromantic Domain.

He is very stable.

"It seems you need to learn about chains. You must have learned quite a bit these days. Different Oracle Bone Script can be combined with specific symbols to form chains. This is the most basic element for constructing magic arrays. Chains have special properties. The breaking and reassembly of all elements are accomplished by the chains driving the elements."

Different chains represent different powers. What mages seek are the special chains formed by these combinations of characters. Whether Human Race, Elves, Demon, or Witch Doctor, chains are truly the most valuable and secret weapon.

Sandrew patiently explained, "I'm not skilled in Corpse Witch. I've only seen three chains in the scriptures, and I've already taught them all to you. If you want to learn Ghoul or Bone Bird, I have many chains for you to refer to."

The more generous he became, the more he felt that this old man was not simple-minded.

Li Ziran shook his head. He didn't need anything else. He did know about the chains; he had heard it from the three Necromantic Apprentice at the foot of the mountain. He also knew the significance of each Oracle Bone Script.

Each Oracle Bone Script was retrieved by Necromancer from countless experiments. Through generations of refinement, so many characters have been created, and each character can trigger a certain power of the Undead element.

Some can accelerate the flow of elements, some can cause elements to become deformed, some can cause collapse, and some can cause bizarre element splitting.

Each character has a specific meaning, and the chains are made up of these characters combined together. Using various strange abilities, they break down elements, then recombine them, releasing a completely non-existent Undead power—this is Magic Power.

Just like the chains within the Corpse Witch Formation Sandrew taught him, there are three Undead spells: Necrotic Siphon, Netherfire Bolt, and Corpse Explosion.

Necrotic Siphon is the most basic chain spell, a standard spell that absorbs the death energy emitted by surrounding corpses to replenish itself.

The Netherfire Bolt is equivalent to fire magic, but it has the corrosive properties of Undead, making it slightly more powerful than a regular fireball.

As for Corpse Explosion, it is a one-time spell. When Corpse Witch is almost beyond repair, activating the chain with mental power will cause it to compress Undead elements wildly and then explode instantly, causing considerable damage.

These three abilities seem powerful, but they are all the most ordinary abilities. A truly special Corpse Witch even have the ability to fight against a Bone Dragon.

As Sandrew said, the type of undead is not the fundamental thing; what matters most is how many special chains are contained within the undead.

Things should not be judged by appearances alone.

Sometimes, a single Skeleton can even challenge Great Dragon.

"Master, I understand."

Sandrew nodded, smiling with satisfaction. "You're excellent, really. I'm not saying you're a genius, but you know how to utilize small details. Li Ziran, I don't have much to teach you. Congratulations, you're now a qualified Necromancer."

He stretched out his hand and quietly looked at Li Ziran.

The praise came as abruptly as a farewell ceremony, and Li Ziran felt something was off, especially in the last two days when Sandrew kept saying some inexplicable things.

Could it be prenatal anxiety?

But she was a pregnant woman; what could a man possibly be anxious about?

Li Ziran reached out his hand, and the other person's large hand gripped his tightly, giving Li Ziran goosebumps.

"You're quite good!" Sandrew chuckled. "Especially in Demon training, you've far exceeded my expectations."

Li Ziran nodded awkwardly. He used to be eager to gain Sandrew's appreciation, but now that he had, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

"Master, there's still so much I haven't accomplished."

Li Ziran was not being modest; he was telling the truth.

According to Li Ziran's original speculation, all Magic Organ should be governed by a core organ that collects all Magic Power, breaks it down, reassembles it, and produces unique elements.

Just like Jon, he fused eighteen kinds of Magic Power together within his body to form a unique Neon Element.

But the result was completely different. Although the Magic Organ in the Butterfly Girl's body produced Magic Power, the organ itself showed no signs of fusion. If we exclude its ability to refine Magic Power, it was just an ordinary organ.

The internal organs were not perfectly integrated, making it impossible for them to undergo elemental breakdown and recombination.

Clearly, he had not fully grasped the true meaning of the fusion within Jon's body. In the realm of organs, there should also be a set of chains, or different organs should have specific ratios.

Of course, this requires Li Ziran to explore, after all, this is a path that has never appeared before.

Li Ziran finally left the Sandrew Magic Tower. Turning around, he saw Sandrew standing on the top floor, waving at him.

Li Ziran shivered and quickened his pace.

With the birth of the Demon Embryo approaching, Li Ziran needed to make ample preparations. Although he was somewhat puzzled by Sandrew's recent changes, the old man was indeed quite capable.

With just a little guidance, his Undead skills improved by leaps and bounds.

This relationship must be maintained as much as possible, and the Demon Embryo naturally needs to be taken extra care of.

He's been having a lucky streak lately, and everything is going smoothly for him.

With the Purification, Anfuni's skin became increasingly tender, and her appearance resembled that of the Butterfly Girl, but her temperament was completely different.

She also carried a special fragrance, a natural feminine scent, thanks to Li Ziran, who transplanted the sachet of the deer woman into Anfuni's body.

Yesterday, I bought Anfuni a pair of transparent wings. These were from the Goblins, specially sent by the Elves Queen, because in legends, Elves can fly, and although they have now transformed, they still yearn to chase the sky.

Anfuni is like a work of art in Li Ziran's hands. He is trying his best to make this girl perfect, like Demon Embryo, using everything he knows to give her the maximum space to develop.

Buzz!

The ground was shaking strangely, ripples spread across the pond, Frog, startled, croaked incoherently.

Li Ziran, who was practicing his Corpse Witch control by the pond, stopped what he was doing and looked towards the Corpse Mountain.

In the past two weeks, there have been no fewer than a hundred such tremors.

He had inquired about the fact that Blackwind Pass had never experienced an earthquake, but Sandrew said they were researching Bone Dragon.

It seems that the Demon Embryo was truly a genius; Sandrew's research on Bone Dragon has achieved a major breakthrough.

"Giggle giggle!"

A group of women's laughter drifted from afar. It was Jili and Anfuni. A large group of multi-tailed girls had gathered around them. These girls had finished their day's work and were listening to Anfuni show off her beautiful figure.

"Look, isn't that perfect? Even the Queen says I'm flawless."

"Look at these wings, aren't they beautiful? They can even change color with Magic Power!"

"I have two extra bones in my leg, that's amazing, they're just like my own."

"His skin is so smooth, like a child's. Li Ziran is truly a genius, no, a genius among us women."

Every time Anfuni boasted, these Rainbow-tail Girl would glance at Li Ziran, their eyes filled with longing and admiration.

Li Ziran was speechless. He couldn't understand how this Elves priest had lived such a life before. Was she really that gossipy?

Deliberately avoiding the women's gaze, he looked up at the sky and could vaguely see a colossal creature gliding through the clouds. It was almost invisible to the naked eye, but the oppressive aura it exuded as it flew over the pond made Li Ziran feel a sense of oppression in his chest.

"Hmm, it's interrupted again." Li Ziran frowned. For a moment, he couldn't sense the presence of the Corpse Witch, but in the blink of an eye, the connection between them reappeared.

The Corpse Witch Formation and the Soul Transfer Formation were not the problem; it was clearly a powerful mental field that interfered with him.

Li Ziran shook his head sadly. This was the fifth time this had happened recently, and he could vaguely sense that some important figures had descended upon the Undead Nest.

"Are they all here to welcome the Demon?" Li Ziran murmured.

Not only that, Bone Knight appeared in Blackwind Pass, and Skeleton soldiers began to roam around. Outside Blackwind Pass, the corpse ants that used to live inside the corpses were also openly eating the corpses on the ground. They began to guard the perimeter of the Corpse Mountain and even hunt them.

This is very unusual; it's as if the entire Blackwind Pass has entered a state of alert.

Time ticked by, and Li Ziran nurtured the Butterfly Girl while performing minor surgeries on Anfuni. At the same time, he focused his main energy on Corpse Witch control, Transformation Spell, and Devouring Curse. He also cast Undressing Curse and Clinging Sludge Curse on the Frog.

The effect was good, though a large part of it was because the Frog's backlash was ridiculously weak.

This is for practice.

Pfft! Pfft!

On the afternoon when the Demon was about to give birth, the sound of huge wings appeared above the pond. When Li Ziran thought it was still the Bone Bird, it turned out to be a humpback Humpback Eagle covered with golden feathers.

Its broad wings almost covered the pond, and its golden eyes, like those of a pursuer, were full of ferocity.

This is no ordinary creature, nor a living being, but the rarest magical beast on the Red Soil Continent, the Golden-Feathered Humpback Eagle, whose claws contain terrifying power of Thunder Element.

The moment it appeared, a figure leaped high into the air, not directly piercing the canvas protecting the pond, but landing in front of the two-story building.

"Mr. Li, His Sandrew sent me to pick you up."

He was very respectful; it was none other than Rhine, the Golden-Haired Rhine who had given the Butterfly Girl to Li Ziran.

However, by this time, the Golden-Haired Rhine had lost his former arrogance, replaced by a deep-seated respect.

"Orc?" Li Ziran frowned. Sure enough, Sandrew and the Orc were in cahoots. That old man was a complete liar!