"Only forty-nine legends?"
Zheng Qing frowned instinctively and began calculating. "There have been six or seven newly ascended legends over the past two years, but we haven't heard of any old legends falling. Could they have fallen in the New World? Is there a war outside?"
Young wizards' thoughts were always erratic and expansive.
Old wizards would not jump to conclusions so easily.
The gentleman casually caught a thread of flowing light from outside the little leaf boat. He narrowed his eyes and examined it carefully, then tossed it back into the endless stream of light before speaking again. "Legends do not fall so easily. Like the Taiyi you command or Monteria's Yuanshi, every legend has countless legendary stories behind them, and the fall of each one would cause an enormous uproar throughout the Wizarding World... let alone six or seven legends falling at once."
"Then..." Zheng Qing was even more confused.
"That's because I advanced."
The gentleman gave the final answer as though it were nothing. "This world could accommodate only forty-nine legends because it had its own limit. But with my advancement, the world's limit has been raised. Naturally, there are more possibilities now, and it can accommodate more legends... As for exactly how many more, you can observe that slowly in the future."
Zheng Qing resisted the urge to applaud the gentleman.
He felt that he ought to be a little more reserved too, like the gentleman.
"Do people like going to the New World because more legends can be born there?" Thinking of the current trend in the Wizarding World, Zheng Qing came up with another guess.
The gentleman glanced at him.
"I had thought that after taking Magical Cosmology as an elective, your understanding of this world would be a little deeper."
As he spoke,