Upgrade the Experience Packages? Mordo the Strongest Mentor Debuts!

Kamar-Taj was like a strictly disciplined institution of higher learning.

With The Ancient One, the strongest guardian of Earth, holding down the fort, no demons or monsters dared to act presumptuously here.

Raine pondered carefully after the fact.

It seemed he did not need to be so overly apprehensive after all.

Even if his deed of shattering Kaecilius was exposed, The Ancient One would not deal a fatal blow just because he was too strong.

Kamar-Taj had always championed strength.

The more monstrous his performance, the more he would gain the attention of the higher-ups.

However.

What surprised Raine was that Lucian actually managed to keep his mouth shut.

These past few days, all of Kamar-Taj was calm and peaceful, without a single outrageous rumor about him spreading out.

You wouldn't know it, but this gossipmonger has quite a bit of professional ethics when it comes to the crunch.

Raine lay on the bed, his favorability toward Lucian rising just a tiny bit.

Knock, knock, knock.

A round of knocking interrupted Raine's thoughts.

Opening the door, he saw an unfamiliar gray-robed sorcerer.

"Sorcerer Raine, Master Mordo requests your presence."

"Thank you."

Raine replied politely, though doubts began to brew in his heart.

What did Mordo want with him?

This was The Ancient One's most valued closing disciple, and the number two figure in all of Kamar-Taj second only to The Ancient One in strength!

The future Doctor Strange would grow rapidly under his personal tutelage.

In terms of teaching proficiency and practical combat experience, Mordo was definitely a ceiling-level existence in Kamar-Taj.

An almighty figure of this caliber suddenly summoning him.

Could he have seen through something?

Carrying a trace of apprehension and curiosity, Raine followed the gray-robed sorcerer to the central hall.

As soon as he stepped through the door, Raine froze.

Sitting in the hall was not just Mordo.

Wong, Hamir, and even Yacolate and several other core senior sorcerers who usually kept their heads down and tails up were all present.

This array.

It looked precisely like a joint tribunal!

Raine quickly reined in his focus, walking forward respectfully to pay his respects.

"Greetings, esteemed Masters. I wonder what orders you have in summoning me?"

"I heard that you are a peerless genius seen once in a millennium?"

Mordo, sitting in the prime seat, stared at Raine with a gaze like torches, his very first sentence full of oppressive force.

"It is merely the over-praise of my senior brothers, randomly blowing smoke in private."

Raine hurriedly put on a modest posture. "I merely spent a tiny bit more time on meditation than others."

Seeing that Raine was not only immensely talented but also so humble and low-key.

A trace of appreciation flashed through Mordo's eyes.

"Very good, humility is a sorcerer's most precious trait."

"Remember what you said today. Following me for your studies from now on, you must never have the slightest bit of arrogance or impatience."

Raine froze.

Huh?

Following you for studies?

Was this the rhythm of changing mentors?

Seeming to notice Raine's confusion, Wong, who sat to the side, cleared his throat and spoke first.

"Raine, after joint deliberation among us Masters..."

"Your talent is simply too outstanding. Continuing to study under us might delay your development."

"Therefore, starting today, Master Mordo will personally serve as your mentor!"

Wong forcefully squeezed out a reluctant expression of "painfully losing a beloved disciple."

In reality, however, his heart was already blossoming with joy!

Heaven knew how he had survived this half a month!

Every time he gave Raine a lesson, he felt as if his magic was being drained away by a vampire.

No matter how profound the spell, this kid only needed to glance at it to learn it, and could even turn around and critique him a couple of times!

Who could endure that!

Wong even felt that if he kept teaching him, he, a Master, would have to resign to take responsibility.

Now that he could finally dump this "perverted grind-addict" onto Mordo, Wong felt even his breathing become much smoother.

Raine also felt a little regretful in his heart.

Although Wong didn't have much of a spell inventory left, the buffs on him were still quite useful.

However.

Being able to swap to a higher-level, more abundantly stocked super experience package wasn't a loss after all.

"I will obey the arrangements of the esteemed Masters in all things." Raine respectfully accepted the order.

The matter was happily decided just like that.

The Masters all revealed looks of relief.

Only Hamir, sitting in the corner, wore a complex expression, occasionally casting a pitiful glance at Mordo before letting out a heavy sigh.

Mordo keenly detected Hamir's abnormality.

"Master Hamir, you seem to have something to say?"

"Are you dissatisfied with this decision?" Mordo frowned.

"No, no. Master Mordo taking action is naturally the best arrangement." Hamir hurriedly shook his head.

"Then why are you always sighing?" Mordo felt somewhat displeased.

I am damn well feeling sorry for you!

Hamir roared frantically in his heart.

You think you are taking over a genius?

What you are taking over is clearly an emotionless skill-shredder!

When you teach him spells later, you will experience what true "mental collapse" is!

But of course, Hamir did not dare say such morale-deflating words to his face.

He could only brace himself and explain: "I merely feel that Raine's talent is simply too monstrous, and I fear that you, Master Mordo, might be busy with affairs and find his instruction somewhat strenuous..."

"Hahahaha!"

Hearing this, Mordo couldn't help but burst into loud laughter.

"Master Hamir worries too much!"

"What Mordo loves most in this life is teaching true geniuses!"

"The higher the talent, the more I can inspire his potential!"

"In all of Kamar-Taj, apart from The Ancient One, no one understands better than me how to carve an unpolished jade!"

Mordo patted his chest with full confidence.

Hamir silently closed his mouth and said no more.

Good words cannot persuade a damned ghost.

Since you, Mordo, are so confident, go experience the thrill of being crushed by intelligence for yourself!

After the meeting concluded.

Mordo brought Raine directly to his exclusive meditation room.

"Raine."

With his back turned to Raine, Mordo's voice became incomparably stern.

"Your talent has already been reported to me by Wong and Hamir. It is indeed very good."

"However!"

Mordo suddenly spun around, staring fixedly at Raine.

"Talent is often also the poison that destroys a sorcerer!"

"I have seen too many apprentices who pride themselves on their genius; because of restlessness and impatience for quick success, they ultimately suffered cultivation deviation and even plunged into darkness!"

"I do not wish for you to repeat their mistakes."

Mordo walked up to Raine, warning him earnestly:

"The study of magic is an endless bitter cultivation."

"There are no shortcuts to walk."

"You must cast aside those unrealistic fantasies, calm your mind, and use tenfold, a hundredfold effort to consolidate your foundation!"

"Can you do it?"