《The Golden Throne》The spirit realm
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The people started gathering around him, and an old man stepped forward.
“A human who has arrived at the ancestral lands? Interesting. Who are you and how did you enter the land of spirits? It is impossible for humans to come here. You were supposed to wait in the darkness until one of us chose you. How did you move in the primal chaos?”
“I am sorry but I do not know who you are. And I have no idea how I could move. Wait a minute, why are my hands so big?”
Liu Feng looked at his hands, his feet and then the world again. He looked like how he did when he was on Earth.
“You are in the spirit realm, human. That means only your soul can enter. Only souls with extreme power can garner our attention and they would be granted the power to harness our power after we tested them. Yet you broke all the norms and came knocking on our door.”
“It was not my intention to disturb you. I am here because someone told me that this was the way to harness magic…”
“Fine! You have interested me. It has been quite some time since we have sensed any humans coming here. It looks like either the talent of you humans is decreasing or you have some other half-assed method of using magic.”
Liu Feng looked closely at the spirits. He saw now how many differences they had with human anatomy. Their legs were non-existent. They sort of blended in with the environment. And then their eyes. Some spirits had red eyes and fiery hair. Some spirits had blue eyes and watery hair. Some spirits had brown eyes and solid brown hair. Some had green eyes and green translucent hair. But the elder himself had rainbow eyes and white hair. He was the only one who looked aged. The rest of the spirits looked like children.
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He spoke to the old man, “I assume that you are the leader of the spirits?”
“Yes human, you have quite the discerning eye.”
“Then are you also capable of choosing a human to give powers to? I would like the honor to be your chosen.”
“You are rushing things little boy, you have much to do. There are many trials you have yet to face. Your elders haven’t taught you patience eh.”
Liu Feng’s face clenched. He may have been at a powerful position on Earth, and he did train his body a little in Dicain, but he was far from able to withstand trials from spirits. But he was never one to back out.
He nodded at the old man and sat down waiting. The old man shook his walking stick and raised it. Once it hit the ground, Liu Feng disappeared, transported to a room.
Then, a voice rang in his ears,
“One part of magic that everyone underestimates is the ability to learn, the ability to change perceptions about things, and their opinions. Here you have a book in front of you. You must be able to answer a test on it after twenty four hours. But be careful, it is not as easy as it seems.”
Liu Feng was thrilled. It was as if this test was tailor made for him. Liu Feng opened the book. Ofcourse, it was written in Khair, but that was not a problem for Liu Feng. He started reading the book, and occasionally remarked out loud, “Impossible!” . This book was a theory on how it was possible to implant magic into anything to increase a few properties. It even explored the idea of homunculi and many more abominations. His 150 IQ wasn’t just for show. Liu Feng was one of the smartest men alive when he was on Earth. Within twenty hours, he finished the book.
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