Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots

Chapter 1225: Chapter 496: The Filly (Part 3)

When Explorer One noticed Ron, it immediately stopped working and respectfully saluted:

"Master Nari has already instructed that if you need anything, please feel free to ask."

"You’ve changed a lot, Explorer One."

Ron smiled and said, "It looks like Mother has been quite mindful in her modifications."

"Yes, Master."

Explorer One’s voice was filled with gratitude:

"Master Nari not only reshaped my body but also infused me with higher-level intelligence. This is a gift from Master."

As Ron immersed himself in observing Nari’s domain, an unexpected figure appeared in his field of vision.

In the side hall, a familiar white-haired Witch was attentively cleaning a peculiar sculpture.

"Uphemia?"

Ron blinked in disbelief, confirming that he wasn’t mistaken.

It was indeed his ally Uphemia.

But at this moment, she was a far cry from the proud and confident figure he remembered.

The Witch meticulously polished the sculpture with silk.

This sculpture had no fixed form, changing its appearance every few seconds.

Sometimes it was an elegant swan, sometimes a majestic lion, and at times an indescribable distorted creature.

Uphemia’s movements were exceedingly careful, each wipe avoiding the active energy nodes on the sculpture.

Her expression was so focused it was almost reverent, her eyes mixed with fatigue, awe,

and a hint of satisfaction that caught Ron by surprise.

It was a pure concentration deeply immersed in the task.

This seemingly monotonous cleaning job seemed to hold some deeper meaning for her.

When a small tentacle of Nari casually swept by.

It pointed out an almost unnoticeable "flaw" on the sculpture’s surface, which was just a minor mark formed by the sculpture itself.

Uphemia’s reaction left Ron speechless.

She trembled all over, suddenly jolted as if electrified.

Then immediately lowered her head, her voice tinged with obvious fear:

"I’m very sorry, Master Nari, I’ll clean it up right away."

Her expression held none of the arrogance and defiance she first displayed in Eliot’s image records.

And not far behind her, the "Blood Bride" that had made her shine in recent quarterly evaluations.

Was busily transporting gigantic Elemental Crystals with several other blood creatures like ordinary laborers.

The "Blood Bride’s" movements were far smoother than what Ron had observed in battle records.

Every motion was precise, without any excess or clumsiness.

Clearly, under Nari’s "guidance", Uphemia’s bloodline manipulation skills had reached a new height.

"This woman appears to have been completely ’tamed’ by your mother..."

Aselia released a scornful laugh within Ron’s consciousness:

"But then again, human pride is truly worthless in front of monsters of this caliber."

The Dragon Soul’s words, though harsh, accurately pointed out the essence of Uphemia’s transformation.

"But this transformation isn’t entirely driven by fear."

Ron carefully observed Uphemia’s subtle expressions:

"That sense of satisfaction in her eyes... it’s the joy that comes from receiving recognition."

.........

In the Cultivation Chamber of the Deep Sea Palace, the Magic Concentration in the entire room was dozens of times higher than the ordinary environment in the Main World.

This ultra-high-density energy environment was specially modulated for him by Nari.

It maintained the active nature of Chaos Power while meticulously blending out the hazardous components that might lead to Spiritual Contamination.

In front of him, the "Core of Contradiction" floated in mid-air, emitting a strange Obsidian gleam.

This mysterious item from the King of Absurdity was operating according to its unique rules.

Its surface texture contracted and expanded like breathing, each pulse creating a subtle paradox effect in the surrounding space.

"Let’s begin..."

Ron took a deep breath and started the meditation rhythm of "Star Eater’s Ravings".

As his Spiritual Power began resonating with the Core of Contradiction, the vast Magic Power reserves within him were immediately activated.

Compared to the trickling Magic Power of a normal Moon Level Wizard, Ron’s Magic Power was a raging river.

This was the result of the "Star Projection" trait accumulating over many years.

With each meditation, he drew energy from distant Star Domains, accumulating over time into a Magic Power far surpassing that of his rank.

Under the influence of the Core of Contradiction, the first stream of Magic Power began its painful compression process.

The sensation was akin to squeezing liquid metal with Spiritual Power.

The immense resistance made Ron’s consciousness tremble.

Yet simultaneously, he could clearly feel the qualitative change occurring in the Magic Power during compression.

Originally loose energy particles were forcibly coalesced, their internal structure rearranged, density rapidly increasing.

"Pain is forge..."

He gritted his teeth and persisted.

The Core of Contradiction was not only increasing compression difficulty, but was also injecting some special "toughness" into the Magic Power during this process.

After such a painful forging, the Magic Power would possess greater plasticity.

When the first round of compression finished, only a small portion of Magic Power within Ron had been processed.

But this compressed Magic Power had undergone a fundamental leap in quality.

As tough as steel, yet flowing like mercury.

Ordinary Moon level Wizards often needed hours of Meditation to restore the consumed Spiritual Power and Magic Power after undergoing compression of this intensity.

But Ron’s circumstances were entirely different.