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Chapter 327:
Chapter 327:
[You set off, leaving the nameless town behind. Riding on the back of the Nether Crow, you engage in a conversation with Sylvia.]
[The noble girl, who has left her homeland, seems a bit lost.]
[But after speaking with you, her confusion fades away on its own.]
[Sylvia expresses her gratitude to you.]
[She tells you that as long as it is you, she is willing to let you study her body.]
[This is her promise to you, her way of repaying you, even though you often feel that you haven’t done anything particularly great.]
[“Master Sorcerer, I am ready.”]
[The brave warrior, Sylvia, declares that she is willing to remove her armor at any time.]
[Her body is at your disposal for study.]
…[In the seventh year of the simulation, you are 24 years old, in the second month.]
[It has been more than a month since you and Sylvia left the small town. You are still exploring the path to advancing to the third ring, while Sylvia rapidly absorbs soul fire.]
[With the aid of your “Soul Collector” trait, what would have been a lengthy transformation process is now compressed into a very short time.]
[You notice something.]
[Sylvia, after absorbing a large amount of soul fire, not only experiences a transformation in her soul, moving toward the first-ring sorcerer level, but also undergoes other changes.]
[Undead, Skeleton, Immortal Clan.]
[These are the terms that now describe the brave warrior, Sylvia.]
[Her pale bones, driven by the soul fire within her skull, power her entire body.]
[And now, Sylvia’s skeletal body is undergoing some new changes.]
[The brave warrior, Sylvia’s bones are whitening.]
[The brave warrior, Sylvia’s bones are hardening.]
[The brave warrior, Sylvia’s strength is increasing.]
“Master Sorcerer, I… what is happening to me?”
Realizing that something is wrong with her body, Sylvia quickly returns to Xu Xi’s side.
She describes the changes in her body to Xu Xi.
To make it easier for Xu Xi to observe, Sylvia removes her clothing and armor, allowing her altered skeletal body to be fully displayed before him.
“Sylvia, this might be…”
Xu Xi ponders, recalling the undead compendium he had once studied at the White Crow Tower.
After a moment of careful thought, he states seriously, “This is a process of transformation and advancement.”
[In the endless Netherworld, the variety of undead creatures is vast. Skeleton soldiers are merely the lowest-tier existence.]
[As long as the soul undergoes refinement or is strong enough…]
[Even the weakest skeleton can evolve into a higher form of undead.]
[Such as a Death Sorcerer, Lich, Headless Knight, Skeleton King, and more.]
[Sylvia’s case is unique. Though she is undead, she still retains part of her human essence, standing on the absolute balance between life and death.]
[Given this condition…]
[Even Xu Xi cannot determine what the final outcome of her transformation will be.]
…
[The sudden transformation of the brave warrior, Sylvia, surprises you.]
[You pause your search for the third-ring breakthrough and shift your primary focus to Sylvia, carefully monitoring her further evolution and growth to prevent any accidents.]
[Fourth Month.]
[Sylvia reaches the limit of her soul fire absorption.]
[With your help, her soul begins advancing toward the first-ring level, causing even her body to undergo strange changes.]
[Will she evolve into a higher-tier undead?]
[Or will she regain a human body?]
[You speculate in your mind, closely observing Sylvia’s advancement.]
[The advancement concludes swiftly. Sylvia successfully becomes a first-ring sorcerer, but her body remains unchanged—still the same skeletal form, with only half of her human face intact.]
[Upon a detailed inspection…]
[You discover that Sylvia’s undead body has become significantly stronger than before, while also being more attuned to death itself.]
[This is the full extent of her transformation upon advancement.]
[As a result, Sylvia possesses a terrifying burst of power that ordinary first-ring sorcerers do not have.]
[Sylvia expresses her gratitude for your constant supervision and believes that this outcome is ideal. She does not wish to transform into any other form of undead and would rather maintain her current state.]
“Master Sorcerer.”
“What is it, Sylvia?”
“May I trouble you to teach me more sorcery?”
“Of course.”
“Thank you. I will use this power to ensure your safety!”
[Time flows once again, and you begin teaching first-ring sorcerer Sylvia.]
[Having transitioned from a sorcerer apprentice to a formal sorcerer…]
[Sylvia’s progress has slowed somewhat.]
[This is normal and expected.]
[Unexpectedly, you discover that Sylvia has become especially adept at death-related and soul-based spells.]
…
[First-Ring Sorcery: Lighten Bones.]
[First-Ring Sorcery: Strength and Speed Amplification.]
[First-Ring Sorcery: Slowing Curse.]
A step forward.
A sudden flash.
A swift figure charges through the withered forest.
Gripping the sword hilt tightly, the blade gleams, its silver light extending as an arc of sword energy slices through the air, severing both wings of a Storm Eagle.
This is a naturally extraordinary creature of the sorcerer world.
Ever since the outbreak of the Undead Cataclysm…
Like many other species, its numbers have dwindled drastically.
But just as Xu Xi landed to rest, this Storm Eagle suddenly lunged out, launching an attack with wind blades.
“Sylvia, can you handle this?”
“Yes, Master Sorcerer.”
Xu Xi did not intervene. Instead, he gave this valuable combat opportunity to Sylvia, who had recently broken through to the first ring.
Sylvia executed the task perfectly.
With clean and precise strikes, she swiftly slew the magical beast.
“Well done, Sylvia,” Xu Xi praised, nodding in satisfaction.
Sylvia pulled her cloak tighter, seemingly a bit shy.
…
[Time flows once again.]
[In the eighth year of the simulation, you are now 25 years old.]
[Through the passage of time in the path of sorcery, you have finally developed an understanding unique to yourself.]
[You begin to ponder deeply, activating the “Thinker” trait…]
[You now have a rough idea of how to advance to the third ring.]
[At this moment, you and Sylvia, riding the Nether Crow, have been journeying across the sorcerer world for quite some time.]
[Mountains, lakes, fallen human kingdoms, struggling extraordinary creatures…]
[You have witnessed much and encountered much.]
[These personal experiences become the steps leading you toward the sky, as your soul begins to ascend.]
[In the ninth year of the simulation, you are now 26 years old.]
[You and Sylvia pass through a ruined elven village.]
[The scene is chaotic and disordered.]
[Bloodstains are scattered everywhere.]
[Recalling the strength of the elven race, you gain a clearer understanding of the devastation caused by the Undead Cataclysm.]
[The destruction of this world seems inevitable.]
[In the tenth year of the simulation, you are now 27 years old.]
[As time flows, you witness more births of life and more deaths.]
[Your soul senses the intertwining of life and death.]
[Your grasp of truth refines significantly.]
[You glance at Sylvia, who remains by your side, still draped in her cloak, vigilantly standing guard.]
[Unknowingly, you have grown accustomed to Sylvia’s protection.]
“Sylvia, can I ask you for a favor?”
“Yes, please speak.”
“I am preparing to break through to the third-ring sorcerer. In the coming days, I may need you to stand guard.”
“Rest assured, Master Sorcerer. I swear upon the honor of the Crowfield family—I will not allow anyone to disturb you.”
The dawn breeze brushes against the long silver blade.
A crisp echo lingers in the air.
Reflecting Sylvia’s unwavering determination.