Could an Apprentice Really Surpass Him?

The Spatial Blade in Wang Yang's hand radiated a terrifying sharpness.

But Kaecilius's eyes widened in disbelief.

He had extensive experience with magic.

He was also certain that Wang Yang was using the Spatial Blade spell he had created himself.

But how was that possible?

Spatial Blade was no simple spell.

He did not deny that Wang Yang was exceptionally gifted.

But that also depended on whom he was compared to. An ordinary person might not even understand his magical theory.

This was an application of spatial power.

It used mental power and magic to shape spatial power into a usable Spatial Blade.

But how could spatial power be so easy to control?

Let alone shape into a blade.

One careless mistake could even injure the caster.

It required absolute control over spatial power, mental power, and magic.

And yet.

Wang Yang, standing before him, was still only an apprentice.

And now this apprentice had actually learned his spell?

How on earth had he done it?

Had he mastered it after watching a single demonstration and hearing a single explanation?

Even the experienced sorcerers who had followed him for so long had yet to learn this spell.

He had held nothing back.

Yet those people had studied it for at least several years and still failed to master it.

How long had Wang Yang taken?

Half an hour at most.

And he had already learned it?

Kaecilius felt as though his entire worldview was being overturned.

Even when facing some of the Demon Gods of other dimensions, he had never felt this shocked.

Was this boy even human?

As the spell's creator, he knew exactly how difficult it was. Even he would probably have needed several months to learn it.

This was simply unbelievable.

Kaecilius could not make sense of it, no matter how hard he tried.

He had no idea how Wang Yang had done it.

Worse still, the boy had even begun flourishing the blade.

The Spatial Blade moved like an extension of his arm, without the slightest sign of instability.

It was a spell that demanded exceptional control and constant maintenance. One careless mistake could injure the caster.

Wang Yang's control looked effortless, but it was actually extremely difficult. He had to control the blade at every moment.

He had to control both spatial power and mental power.

He had to maintain the Spatial Blade's form.

This was simply beyond an apprentice's abilities.

At the very least, it required the mental power of a Master of the Mystic Arts.

Kaecilius no longer knew what to say.

But he was, after all, a Master of the Mystic Arts who had faced life and death, so he quickly regained his composure.

Looking at the Spatial Blade in Wang Yang's hand, he continued, "Not bad. Your control is reasonably adequate!"

Kaecilius barely managed to keep his expression steady as he spoke.

Although his emotions were a tangled mess, he could not embarrass himself as a Master of the Mystic Arts.

All he could do was keep his expression calm.

He could not lose his composure in front of an apprentice.

"Thank you for your guidance, Master Kaecilius!"

Wang Yang spoke with great respect.

He truly was grateful to Kaecilius.

Not only had Kaecilius taught him his signature spell, but he had also explained it in detail.

If this man were not going to betray the Sorcerer Supreme in the future, Wang Yang might genuinely have wanted to study magic under him.

Although he held Kaecilius's choice in contempt, he still had to observe the proper courtesies.

Of course, he was genuinely grateful to have learned such powerful magic.

Seeing the gratitude on Wang Yang's face and hearing his sincere thanks, Kaecilius nodded.

"You're a promising boy. Don't squander that talent. Make sure you study magic diligently!"

"Don't become too arrogant just because you're gifted!"

"When studying magic, you must still pay attention to the fundamentals."

Wang Yang nodded respectfully. "Thank you for your instruction, Master Kaecilius!"

"All right, go back and practice your basic spells!"

Kaecilius waved a hand. "If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me. If I have time, I'll certainly clear it up for you!"

Kaecilius still wore a smile as he offered this advice.

Although Wang Yang found Kaecilius's smile a little strange, he did not dwell on it. After giving a courteous bow, he turned and left.

Watching Wang Yang walk away, Kaecilius felt a complicated swirl of emotions.

Before today, Kaecilius had always considered himself the most gifted genius in Kamar-Taj.

That had always given him a sense of superiority.

But today, that sense of superiority had been shattered.

This apprentice named Wang Yang was far more gifted than he was.

He looked perfectly ordinary, yet his talent surpassed Kaecilius's by no small margin.

Kaecilius even wondered whether Wang Yang had done this deliberately. After all, Wang Yang had originally been taught by Wong.

Still, his extraordinary talent was undeniable.

"It seems I can't afford to be careless. If this continues, that boy might surpass me."

A Master of the Mystic Arts worrying about being surpassed by an apprentice would once have seemed utterly absurd to Kaecilius. But now, after witnessing Wang Yang's talent, he could not help worrying.

By then, Wang Yang had returned to his room.

But when he entered, he found two people inside.

They were Master Hamir and Wong.

"Masters, what brings you here?"

Wang Yang was curious. Both men seemed to be waiting for him.

"We're waiting for you, of course!"

Wong spoke calmly.

"For me? What did you want to see me about?"

Wang Yang scratched his head, looking a little puzzled.

"Of course we were waiting for you to come back from that fellow Kaecilius!"

Hamir spoke up.

Wong nodded as well. "We need to tell you that Kaecilius and we don't follow the same path!"

"You must make sure you're receiving the right guidance!"

At that, Wang Yang could not help smiling.

So these two were afraid Kaecilius would lure him away.

Wherever there were people, there would naturally be conflict. Kamar-Taj was no exception.

There was a Conservative Faction and a Radical Faction here.

Though the divide was not particularly obvious.

Kaecilius represented the Radical Faction.

Wong belonged to the Conservative Faction.

With the Sorcerer Supreme keeping both sides in check, their disagreements had never escalated into major disputes.

Most of the sorcerers were also on friendly terms.

Some maintained friendships with both sides.

Wong and Kaecilius held different beliefs, so naturally, they were not particularly close.

If Wang Yang had not been so gifted, Wong might never have let him study under Kaecilius.

He certainly did not want Wang Yang to join Kaecilius's side because of this lesson.

That was why they had come here to wait before Wang Yang returned.

Probably no one else had ever received the treatment of having two Masters of the Mystic Arts wait for them.

"Masters, please rest assured."

Wang Yang reassured them both. There was no way he would follow Kaecilius.

After all, betraying the Sorcerer Supreme was not a path he wanted to take.