After the Sorcerer Supreme received treatment, she returned to normal.
Wang Yang had once again avoided becoming the Sorcerer Supreme.
So the days that followed were quite leisurely.
Every day, aside from reading the Book of the Vishanti, he studied magic.
His strength improved a little each day. Perhaps it was not much, but it still left Wang Yang feeling very fulfilled.
That day, Wang Yang was in the library, reading related books to help him understand the Book of the Vishanti.
The Vishanti were a triune deity.
They possessed vast knowledge and could be called the omniscient, omnipotent source of magic.
The Book of the Vishanti contained all the white magic in the world.
Even Wang Yang needed some time to understand it all.
But just as he was engrossed in reading, Mordo walked over again.
"Wang Yang, just how long have you been reading here?"
Looking at Wang Yang, Mordo could not help feeling a little moved.
The boy was so obsessed with training that he had probably gone mad.
He never grew tired of practicing all day.
So much time had passed, yet he was still in the library. It had probably been several months already.
Was this the reason his talent was so extraordinary?
But even with Wang Yang's tremendous talent, he should not push himself this hard.
"Wang Yang, studying magic still requires a balance between work and rest. You can't keep doing this!"
Mordo could not help speaking earnestly.
Wang Yang replied helplessly, "Sorcerer Mordo, I know what you're saying. I just want to work hard at practicing magic so I can protect Kamar-Taj!"
"Of course I know that, but there's no need to go this far. Training requires rest too. If you fall ill, who will protect Kamar-Taj?"
Mordo also knew that on