Chapter 7

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

He also became the most likely student to enter the Sky Blue Magic Academy, which was one of the four big magic academies in the Northern Empire. Those who were able to enter the Sky Blue Magic Academy would become a Great Mage at the very least in their achievements. They might even advance further and become an Archmage.

If he had entered the Sky Blue Magical Power Academy, he would have definitely achieved a meteoric rise and revitalized his family clan. His family had placed all their hopes on him.

Two years ago, when Ron was 15 years old, the Sky Blue Magic Academy had come to Winterfrost to conduct an enrollment drive by holding a martial arts competition. If he had won the final victory, he would be able to enter the Sky Blue Magic Academy.

Unfortunately, Ron not only failed in the end, he was also severely injured in the ring. His magical power cultivation base was completely lost and even his aptitude was reduced. Until now, he had not been able to condense magic runes again. It could be said that he had become a complete invalid unable to cultivate magical power.

Sigh, what a pity. Such a good sapling, yet died so prematurely. As Romo thought about this, his gaze could not help but pass through the layers of separating walls to see a young man sitting cross-legged on the bed, meditating.

This young man was Ron. Meditation was supposed to be a very pleasant affair but currently, Ron was sweating profusely as he meditated. His expression was that of pain.

This was because all the magic runes in his body had been messed up after his previous injury, even though they still remained in his body. Currently, whenever he meditated, those shattered magic runes would go on a rampage throughout his body, causing him extraordinary pain. However, despite the excruciating pain, he had not given up on meditation. He wanted to restore the shattered magic runes in his body, but this had not been easy.

During a Mage’s cultivation, the Mage of each level had to condense a magic rune in his body. This was the foundation of magical power. It was like constructing a building. The higher the building, the higher the level of the Mage.

But now, all the magic runes in his body had been shattered. This was equivalent to a finished building collapsing and becoming a pile of construction rubble. If he wanted to rely on himself to restore the rubble back to the original building, this was basically impossible. However, he had not given up. Even if he had to suffer excruciating pain every day, he still wanted to try and recover his cultivation base.

“What strong perseverance!”

Upon seeing this scene, even Romo could not help but sigh. He had the aptitude, knew how to seek improvement, and had such tenacious willpower. If he had not been injured, this 17th generation descendant would definitely produce great achievements. Unfortunately, the heavens were jealous of talents!

“However, with the Old Ancestor around, I will definitely heal your injuries so you can cultivate once again!”

Romo made up his mind. He had to heal Ron. Then he opened the System Shop immediately and started looking for items that could heal Ron.

[Aptitude Assessment Talisman: 100 Faith Points]

[Double Meditation Talisman: 1,000 Faith Points]

[A random copy of high-grade, gold-tier meditation technique, 100,000 Faith Points.]

[Obtain the legacy of a Divine Mage. One million Faith Points.]

…..

There were simply too many items in the Shop. Romo’s eyes became blurry from the variety of choices. He had wanted everything but unfortunately did not have that many Faith Points. After searching for half an hour, Romo did not find anything that could heal Ron.

“System, is there anything that can heal Ron’s injuries?” Romo asked the System directly.

[Yes, there is.]

Damn, it is that simple? Why did he have to go through so much trouble to search for it himself? He could have just asked the System directly.

“Quick, show me.”

The System immediately showed a Magic Pill.

[Magic Essence Pill: Grade 3 Magic Pill. It can heal all injuries in the Mage realm.]

This was a good Magic Pill. Romo wanted to buy it immediately upon seeing it but when he took a look at the price, 20,000 Faith Points? Romo wanted to sob but had no tears. He did not have enough Faith Points. Currently, Romo only had 10,000 Faith Points left. It looked like young Ron would have to continue to suffer for a while longer.

At this time, Norton had made a physical check on Arthur and found him to be in great health. The battle for luck earlier did not seem to have harmed him at all. His cheeks were rosy and he was sound asleep. Seeing that little Arthur was fine, Norton told everyone to leave and not disturb little Arthur’s sleep. Then, they all left.

Norton said to Norlin, “What do you think of what happened earlier?”

Norlin said indignantly, “Someone was definitely trying to plunder little Arthur’s luck earlier. It wasn’t easy for our family to have a Destiny’s Child favored upon by the heavens, and this person actually wanted to plunder his luck directly. He is our family clan’s greatest enemy. If we find him, we certainly can’t let him off.”

“Ai, you make it sound simple, but the person who could carry out such a luck-plundering attack would be at least of the Great Archmage realm. At our current strength, if we run into the other party, we will surely die. How can we even talk about revenge?” Norton was a little despondent. After hearing this, Norlin too felt depressed.

At the end of the day, it was all because their strength was inferior to others. If they were as strong as their ancestors and the other party dared to offend them, they would kill them directly and annihilate their entire clan!

“Big Brother, the golden light arrow that shattered the black light seemed to have come from the ancestral hall. Could it really be a manifestation of our ancestor?”

After hearing this, Norton too said with a hopeful look, “I don’t know either. Let’s go take a look.” Then, the two of them made their way to the ancestral hall.

Upon entering the ancestral hall, the two of them looked solemn and respectful. They each took out three sticks of incense and lit them. Then, they kowtowed before the ancestral tablets.

“Thank you, ancestors, for protecting the future lion of the Nicholas family clan from this calamity. I will definitely devote my heart to nurturing him. May the ancestors bless him and enable him to grow smoothly!”

[Ding… Worship by descendant. Received 20 Faith Points.]

[Ding… Worship by descendant. Received 18 Faith Points.]

After the two of them had finished paying their respects, Romo heard the System prompts.

Damn, only so few Faith Points from one worship and the number of Faith Points differs for different people. I wonder what the reason is. However, with so few Faith Points, when can I accumulate enough Faith Points? It seems like I’ll have to make them pay respect to me, their Old Ancestor, more often.

Norton had finished paying his respect and was about to leave.

However, at this moment, he suddenly saw that the uppermost ancestral tablet was emitting a faint golden light above it. He was startled and immediately turned his gaze toward it, and looked again. However, this time, the golden light above the tablet had vanished. He was unable to tell if the golden light he had just seen above the tablet was real or if he had seen wrongly..