Morning.
A carriage slowly approached the gate of Notting City.
Inside the carriage sat an old man and a young boy, who were Old Johann and Wang Zhao.
After undergoing the routine inspection like other passersby, they entered Notting City.
“Xiao Zhao, how is it?
Notting City is much livelier than our village, isn’t it?” “It is.” The two chatted while Old Johann led them around, introducing various places.
“This is the blacksmith’s shop…” “This is the inn, where we’ll be staying tonight…” “This is…” “Grandpa Johann, how are you so familiar with Notting City?” Walking on the street, Wang Zhao asked casually.
“Hehe, Grandpa was young once too.
Back then, I liked to travel around, so naturally, I became well-informed.” Old Johann chuckled, stroking his beard, seemingly a bit proud.
“Oh.” Wang Zhao blinked, then suddenly stopped, looking strangely at a certain spot.
After not finding anything, he continued to follow Old Johann.
What Wang Zhao didn’t know was that two dark figures were indeed standing there, watching him from afar.
The two seemed to have exchanged words, and one of the dark figures swiftly fled towards the distance—that was in the direction of Shihun Village… Not long after, Old Johann brought Wang Zhao to the entrance of Notting Academy.
Because the two stood across the street looking, and didn’t walk directly to the academy gate, no typical mocking scenario occurred.
Wang Zhao looked at the tall archway and peered through the iron fence at the scenery inside.
He couldn’t help but think that this Elementary Spirit Master Academy must be much more luxurious than a certain Shrek.
The two wandered around the vicinity until noon.
After Old Johann and Wang Zhao had lunch, Old Johann first arranged for Wang Zhao to rest alone at an inn, while he went out to purchase construction materials needed for the village.
Sitting in the dormitory, Wang Zhao, having nothing to do, decided to activate his spirit power to summon Luo San Pao—oh no, Jin Lin—to continue studying this miraculous Spirit.
As an ordinary person in his previous life, his interest in studying such supernatural powers couldn’t be higher.
Just then, a dark figure silently appeared behind Wang Zhao.
Wang Zhao seemed to sense something, his hand froze in front of him, and he instinctively wanted to turn his head to investigate.
However, he suddenly felt a blow to the back of his neck, his vision went black, and he fainted.
The dark figure supported Wang Zhao, calmly glanced around, then, with a flash, embraced Wang Zhao and departed.
… Who knew how long had passed.
When Wang Zhao opened his eyes again, his surroundings were unfamiliar.
He was lying on a large white bed, and in his hazy state, he saw a tall, pink-haired woman sitting beside him.
Before he could clearly see her face, Wang Zhao felt the world turn upside down again, Yin and Yang in chaos, and he was about to faint once more.
Damn it… Who exactly is it… Don’t let me find out who you are, or else you’ll definitely regret it in the future!
Wang Zhao thought fiercely to himself, but he still couldn’t resist the drowsiness.
Before fainting, he strained to hear a few words.
“Your Highness Holy Maiden, how would you like me to hypnotize this child?” “Just make sure he isn’t too troublesome when he wakes up.
Hmm, from now on, I will be his teacher.” “Your Highness, his Innate spirit power is only…” “Don’t concern yourself with that.
Or are you questioning my decision?” “This subordinate wouldn’t dare, but how does Your Highness plan to explain this to Supreme Pontiff?” “Just don’t let him know.” “This subordinate understands.” … Within a realm of illusion, walled by a kaleidoscope of colors.
Wang Zhao opened his eyes, and Old Johann’s figure appeared not far away.
“Grandpa Johann, where are you taking me?” Wang Zhao asked subconsciously.
But as soon as he spoke, Wang Zhao lowered his head, a hint of surprise flashing in his originally muddled eyes.
This is a dream!
Or rather, it’s a dream-like illusion!
Wang Zhao’s consciousness was incredibly clear at this moment.
To ask how he was able to Awaken and discover this, one must mention his previous life.
For a long time in his previous life, Wang Zhao had been extremely enthusiastic about “lucid dreaming,” which involved using special methods to Awaken himself within a dream, stabilizing his emotions while ensuring the dream didn’t collapse, and then becoming an “omnipotent god.” He was very familiar with this illusory yet real sensation.
Perhaps because of this, his sixth sense in this life was particularly keen, or perhaps his mental force was much higher than ordinary people.
Of course, it might also be due to the Spirit Master who hypnotized him having low strength, or not using full power.
Otherwise, a six-year-old child like Wang Zhao, who had only recently Awakened his Spirit, would in no way be able to see through a Spirit Ability illusion from a Spirit Master.
Although he was wary, Wang Zhao did not act rashly.
At this moment, “Old Johann’s” voice came.
“Xiao Zhao, I’m taking you to find your teacher.” “My teacher?” Wang Zhao looked confused, which wasn’t feigned; he was genuinely a bit bewildered at the moment.
Who is it, so absurd, wanting to be his teacher without even properly introducing themselves?
Even if he were to die as a waste, die in the Soul Beast Forest, he would absolutely not… “That’s right, she is a powerful, beautiful, and kind Spirit Master.
Grandpa has to go now, and your teacher will take care of you from now on.” “Hmm?
She??” Old Johann’s figure gradually disappeared, replaced by a blurry elegant figure in the distance.
Wang Zhao looked over.
That elegant figure gradually became clearer.
… The illusion disappeared unknowingly.
The mental force Spirit Master who had been hypnotizing Wang Zhao had quietly left.
The clean room was now only occupied by Wang Zhao, who was rubbing his eyes and waking up, and the tall woman sitting opposite him.
“Tea…cher…” Wang Zhao looked as if he hadn’t fully woken up, seemingly unconsciously calling out to the woman, but secretly assessing her identity.
The woman wore a mask that covered the upper half of her face, but from the exquisite chin, one could tell that beneath the mask was undoubtedly a beautiful face.
Light pink hair was casually draped behind her head, and her conservative, long dress further accentuated her grace and extraordinary presence.
Upon hearing Wang Zhao’s address to her, the woman suddenly fell silent for some reason.
She closed the stack of detailed documents in her hand, which recorded “Wang Zhao…orphan…Shihun Village…birth parents…ancestors…” Then she looked at him, her eyes showing relief mixed with a hint of complexity, saying: “Hello, my name is…Wang Dong’er.
Hmm, actually, we could be considered relatives.” “Wang Dong’er…teacher.” Wang Zhao called out, his expression subtly becoming strange.
“Mm.” The woman nodded, then said concisely: “As you know, I am a Spirit Master.
In the coming days, I will teach you Spirit Cultivation, but our actual time together won’t be much.” “Because I am quite busy, when I am not present, I will arrange for the servants in this courtyard to teach you the basic knowledge of Spirits.
They are all Spirit Masters as well, more than capable of teaching you.” “…This courtyard will be your living place from now on.
You can tell the servants if you need anything.
Is there anything else you want to ask?” “I want to know, where is this place.” When Wang Zhao asked this question, he actually already had a rough answer in his mind.
The woman looked at him deeply.
“The Spirit Master Holy Land, Wuhun City.” As expected!
Not long after, the woman suddenly bid farewell and left.
Looking at her beautiful retreating figure, Wang Zhao’s face was uncertain.
Wuhun City…Your Highness Holy Maiden…Wang Dong’er?
Or rather, should I call you… Bibi Dong?!
Oh, wow, changing maps twice in one chapter, only I could do that.