Collecting Organs, Target: Grand Mage

The reddish-brown Great Wasteland remains as dazzling as ever. This region, specially favored by the Magic Tide and Fire Element, is cruel, desolate, and almost uninhabitable, yet it has given rise to the most advanced slave civilization on the entire Red Soil Continent.

On this land, you can never guess whether the pebbles under your feet are reddened by the sun or by the blood of some living being.

As the sun slowly set, leaving a layer of afterglow on the horizon, the raging Elemental Tide gradually calmed down without the instigator of the storm.

The Wasteland began to cool down.

Li Ziran looked up at the sky. He still needed to travel. Evening was the coolest time in the Wasteland, and also the best time to travel.

He had been walking in the Wasteland for two days. Thanks to Anfuni, Li Ziran could not get the protection of the merchant group and could only act alone.

"Croak!"

Copper-Yellow Frog, about half a person's height, croaked and lightly leaped, landing right next to Li Ziran. On his back, Anfuni was fast asleep, leaning against him, a trace of bald ostrich milk still lingering at the corner of her mouth.

Li Ziran's attention was still focused on Jon, as he couldn't figure out whether the Frog was rational or not.

But without a doubt, Jon has changed, becoming unfathomable. Even in such a harsh Wasteland, he only needs to take a light breath to absorb the elemental energy he needs.

Moreover, he seemed to have complete control over his size; whenever Anfuni woke up, the Frog would shrink and jump onto Anfuni's shoulder, but when Anfuni was sleepy, it would grow back up.

Li Ziran believed that this Frog could definitely grow into a small mountain.

Li Ziran stared at the Frog, and the Frog stared back at him, its bulging pupils devoid of any emotion.

Li Ziran smiled inwardly. He had obviously overthought things. Whatever the reason, it was harmless at the moment. However, the Frog's peak combat power made Li Ziran yearn for it.

Before meeting Jon, the Title Mage was just a code name in his mind, a synonym for something powerful. But after witnessing the destructive power of Title Mage firsthand, he realized what the pinnacle truly meant.

Especially underground, even though Jon was just acting on a whim, Li Ziran captivated by his all-seeing eyes.

He never imagined that a spell could reach the level of a natural volcano.

This person completely opened his eyes. He was very fortunate to have witnessed the destructive power of a Title Mage, and even more fortunate to have seen the complex internal organ circulation of a Title Mage, and to have understood the entire process of elemental breakage and recombination.

This understanding was enough to pave a new path for him, an idiot who couldn't sense the Elemental Tide.

Master, you truly deserve to be called the chosen one of heaven in this world.

Li Ziran also wanted to become a mage, but a mage needs to meditate and perceive the ever-present elements, which he couldn't do. In his perception, this world was just a complete darkness.

However, he has his own methods.

Not every mage needs enlightenment. Like him, he can cast Sacrificial Curse even without communicating with the Elemental Bug.

Although this Sacrificial Curse was very rigid and lacked spiritual power, at least it was released and had an effect.

If, as Anfuni says, the mage's power comes from the Elemental Tide and the source of his extraordinary power is the Elemental Bug, then the Frog Transformation he controls should correspond to a type of Elemental Bug.

These Elemental Bug do not require enlightenment; driven by a specific magic array, they gather together and release the power of transformation.

Elements are ethereal and Nothingness, but Elemental Bug are real and tangible. These tangible species are attracted and gathered by magic arrays, and with just a little special activation, they can generate extraordinary power.

It's somewhat like a catalyst in chemistry.

There's definitely room for maneuver in this area; he's adept at using Frog Transformation, even achieving partial deformation.

The reasoning is very simple.

Proficiency is a law that applies in any world.

After dissecting 17,000 Frog and performing Frog Transformation more than 30 times a day, the terrifying level of proficiency turned this extraordinary power into instinct.

He lacked the ability to sense the elements of this world's life forms, yet he was able to rigidly apply them and unleash those incomprehensible supernatural powers.

Of course, this requires hard work, absolutely hard work.

Li Ziran wanted to become a mage, because mages have the most direct destructive power.

He had witnessed the internal workings of Jon's organs. With enough Magic Organ, one's strength would increase by leaps and bounds. He could even create his own unique Mixed Elements by constantly recombining elements, just like Jon.

Although he is not Elves, he possesses Elven Organ, or rather, he can select organs that are superior to those of Elven Organ.

Moreover, he also has a human mage under his command who still possesses Magic Gland within his body. This gland can compress a single element and can also attempt another cultivation method.

He has many paths to become stronger, but there's one prerequisite: he must be able to perform surgery on himself.

Li Ziran raised his head, watching the last rays of the sun disappear, his eyes becoming even more determined. He needed to go to Blackwind Pass Town, the town nourished by the Undead Nest, and stay there for at least a year to master the methods of the Corpse Witch.

Although he knew nothing about Undead, he was now a Necromantic Apprentice, and Undead was completely different from traditional magic.

He had to learn, and find ways to learn.

During his study of Undead, he needs organs, preferably exceptional Magic Organs.

The more precious the organ, the more valuable it is. Organs that fit Li Ziran's own body are definitely no longer priced in copper coins. Simply trading corpses is certainly not enough to meet his cultivation needs.

He needs to earn more money, and he needs to explore new ways to make money.

Mastering the 'Grass Sacrifice' is equivalent to gaining control of one of the five domains of wizarding magic: Healing Curse. Now, all he needs to do is continuously increase his proficiency.

Secondly, he can Snake Transformation, and the Devouring Curse that matches the Snake Transformation can enhance his mental power.

The Spirit World is fundamental to all magic-based professions, especially for wizards, whose need for spiritual power becomes increasingly terrifying as they progress.

Although it has condensed into Spirit Crystal, it is only a small step. The Spirit World of a true Grand Wizard should be a pure spiritual solid.

He needs time to mature!

Li Ziran's path is clear: collect organs, modify his body, and become a true Grand Mage. Everything must serve this purpose.

Why!

Li Ziran unconsciously thought of the Necromancer, glanced at the Frog at his waist, and sighed inwardly.

The body was not in ideal condition.

Apart from Medusa and the disintegrating Corpse Witch, the rest were all oddballs.

His ideal corpse was Elves. This Elven Pilgrimage was bound to result in many deaths, but unfortunately, he wasted precious time collecting Elves in Jon's belly.

"Why!"

Another sigh escaped his lips. After all this time, he still hadn't managed to gather enough corpses to meet his needs.

As the sky gradually darkened, the sweltering wind blowing against his face began to carry a hint of coolness, and Li Ziran gathered his jumbled thoughts.

He understood that the matter of the corpse could not be forced; living was inherently filled with many unpleasant experiences.

This trip was already quite extravagant; he obtained a Corpse Witch, about twenty Medusa, a precious human, and, more importantly, a new client.

Anfuni!

Moreover, Nicole gave him a spatial ring.

Li Ziran glanced down at the ring on his ring finger and smiled sadly. If the quality of the corpse wasn't good enough, he would have to use a rarer medicine to make up for it.

Necromancer, like Witch Doctor, are potion enthusiasts. They need the most special potions to arm the undead, and obtaining rare potions can usually make Necromancer smile.

But he couldn't bear to part with it.

The Spatial Ring was only the size of a small drawer, and seventeen bottles of potions were crammed tightly inside.

Li Ziran had taken stock of the items: four bottles of the rarest Magic Power potions, five bottles of high-grade potions, and the remaining eight bottles of mid-grade potions, all of which were extremely obscure.

These things are rare and hard to come by; Nicole very thoughtful, as Li Ziran couldn't possibly get them even if he wanted to.

This entire storage ring is filled with potions; if you calculate the cost, it would be astronomical. This can be considered Li Ziran's most precious treasure.

He bent down, grabbed a handful of yellow sand, and rubbed it against the ring, trying to make the Spatial Crystal in the center of the ring look as gray and bare as possible, so that it would look like an ordinary crystal at first glance.

This kind of depreciation requires a long time of polishing with sand and soil. The longer the time, the more ordinary the Spatial Crystal will become, and in the end it can become just like the sand and gravel on the Wasteland.

He has to pretend to be poor.

"Croak!"

The Frog croaked, clearly getting impatient with Li Ziran's dawdling.

Li Ziran gave a wry smile to himself, but he had no choice but to start walking; he couldn't miss the best time to travel.

He knew that many caravans were also on their way at this time, and if they could encounter Slave-Catching Group on the road, they might be able to replenish his corpse.

The Slave-Catching Group would typically sell him slaves who were disobedient and tortured to death, and they would even offer him a discount.

Of course, the most important thing is that Anfuni is sleeping at this time, so she might be able to hitch a ride to Mading'er.