Sorcerer: I want to be an Academic Prodigy

Chapter 362: Chapter 361: The Insect Transformation Embarks on the Path of Witchcraft

For Ivan, if it was just about becoming a Level 3 Sorcerer, given all the accumulation he had achieved along the way, it would have been almost too easy. After all, the Meditation Method was tailor-made for himself, and he had reached an inconceivably profound level of understanding.

But he had bigger ambitions.

This time, in his advancement to Level 3 Sorcerer, he not only wanted to become a Level 3 Sorcerer but also wanted to transform and modify his Solidification Magic.

Solidification Magic is also known as a sorcerer’s Talent Magic, which, as the name implies, is like an innate ability that comes with life, deeply rooted, and not easily changed.

Without a doubt, this was an exceptionally difficult process.

To date, Ivan had two Talent Sorceries, the ‘Flower Tree Shield’ at the Level 1 Limit, and the ‘Candle Flame Spell’ at the latter stage of Level 2, both of which existed in his mental ocean as solidified model crystals.

Flower Tree Shield was cast when he advanced from apprentice to official sorcerer.

At the time of its creation, Flower Tree Shield was only a spell at the initial stage of Level 1. Through a long period of subtle nurturing, it gradually improved to the middle and latter stages of Level 1.

During his advancement to Level 2 Sorcerer, the Flower Tree Shield also grew, reaching the Level 1 Limit in one fell swoop.

In the days that followed, this Solidification Magic could not advance by an inch and was firmly stuck below the threshold of Level 2.

Similarly, when the Candle Flame Spell just solidified its model, it was only at the initial stage of Level 2. As his power grew, it was subtly nurtured to the latter stage of Level 2.

If Ivan had no greater ambitions, after this Level 3 advancement, the Candle Flame Spell would likely be enhanced to the Level 2 Limit and then squarely stuck below the threshold of Level 3.

But he hoped to lay the foundation for his future cultivation path, so naturally, he wouldn’t be satisfied with just that.

Through this Level 3 advancement, he first wanted to change his own Solidification Magic, then elevate their levels as much as possible, and even break the original thresholds.

As for how to change the Solidification Magic, he had already deduced a complete plan when he was simulating the Black Magic ritual.

Flower Tree Shield would transform into ‘Heart of Wood,’ harnessing the phantom poison and corrosive poison of the wood element’s power, capable of inflicting strong negative effects on other beings, making them drowsy. This was in line with the second layer of the Black Beard Chapter, ‘Flower Breath.’

Candle Flame Spell would be modified to ‘Heart of Fire,’ combining the original candle flame and Black Magic Fire into a domineering flame capable of scorching both vitality and the spiritual plane.

The third Solidification Magic would be ‘Heart of Earth’, taking on the earth element’s power of support and sealing.

From these three Solidification Magics, it could be seen that he was drawing on the abilities of Jenny.

Jenny had only one ability — the power of earth, yet it encompassed many of the earth element’s characteristics.

This undoubtedly gave Ivan a clear direction for spell deduction, which he then put into actual practice, culminating in the creation of ‘Heart of Wood,’ ‘Heart of Fire,’ and ‘Heart of Earth.’

In deducing Heart of Earth, Ivan maintained necessary restraint, not being greedy, and only took some characteristics of the earth’s power.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

After being wrapped in the cocoon, Ivan’s mental ocean began to enter a dangerous state. The liquid spiritual power rippled like seawater, with waves after waves resounding through the space.

To break the original solidified magic crystal models and twist them into new forms was tantamount to a revolution without precedent.

To achieve this, he had to first melt the crystals, then rely on the immense pressure of the advancement to solidify them again.

The whole process seemed simple, but the solidified crystals were linked to Ivan’s life itself. Melting them was not as easy as saying it could be done, and the melting process was like a calamity for him.

If he wasn’t careful, he would, at best, be left in a daze, or at worst, it could cost him his life.

For this difficulty, Ivan had a strategy as well — ‘Insectification for the Witchcraft Path.’

He extended the once instantaneous process to reduce the burden of calamity within a short period, making it a gradual, lengthy process like the transformation of insects.

Thanks to the transformation experience of the Black Scythe Lord, he found a suitable mode of transformation.

Soon, the solidified crystals in Ivan’s mental ocean began to slowly melt. As expected, his consciousness immediately suffered a heavy blow, becoming blurry in an instant, and his thought processes became much duller.

He did not mind this.

He likened this state to ‘Insect Slumber,’ an inevitable step during the transformation process of insects.

…

East Capital, Black Ant Tower.

That day, Scented Butterfly visited the Black Ant Tower to see Randall, who lived there. Randall had always been fond of insects, and he was no exception when it came to Scented Butterfly, a unique rapid wood silkworm.

“Scented Butterfly, it’s been half a year. Has there been any news from Ivan?”

“No, not yet. Sorcerer Ivan said he would need to leave for quite a long period of time. It could be several months, or perhaps one or two years, or even longer.”

Hearing his question, Scented Butterfly shook her little head, pleading ignorance to everything.

She behaved like this with everyone, certainly not revealing any information.

“I see. It’s a critical time; he probably doesn’t want to be disturbed by the outside world. No news is good news. We don’t need to worry; Ivan never does anything without certainty.” Randall was not disappointed by the response; this wasn’t the first time he had asked.

“Mhm, Sorcerer Ivan is very powerful indeed,” Scented Butterfly acknowledged.

“Scented Butterfly, let me tell you the good news. I’ve decided to promote myself to a Level 2 Sorcerer,” Randall said after a few seconds’ pause.

“Huh?” Scented Butterfly’s eyes widened.

“There’s no need to be so surprised. It’s been over eighty years since I became an official sorcerer. My power has been accumulating day by day, and I have long looked forward to this day,” Randall said.

“Sorcerer Randall, can’t you wait for Sorcerer Ivan to return before you make your decision?” Scented Butterfly was confused, unsure of how to respond.

“No more waiting. Ivan has helped me enough. I can’t rely on him for everything. I need to rely on myself from now on, or what kind of sorcerer would I be? I might as well return to Moon Pincer Peninsula and find a place to retire,” Randall shook his head, not forgetting to complain.

“Sorcerer Randall, that’s not what I mean. I—”

“I know. You don’t have to explain. I just want to tell you that Ivan has his own path, and I have mine. Ivan won’t interfere much in my cultivation. That was one of the things I taught him at the beginning.”

“Alright—okay, then. What can I do for you?”

“After I successfully promote to a Level 2 Sorcerer, come and congratulate me.”

After the incident with the Black God Society, Randall had changed his old ways. In the East Capital, he didn’t make many friends. As for his upcoming promotion to Level 2, he only conveyed this to Scented Butterfly.

Half a month later, Randall sealed the Black Ant Tower and began his journey to advance to Level 2.

Three days had passed, and the Black Ant Tower began to exhibit unusual signs. Some Elemental Phenomenon seeped through the protective barrier, drawing the attention of many nearby and causing quite a stir.

“Little Scented Butterfly, this must be someone’s promotion. Could it be Lord Marichadon? My goodness, that would mean Level 3 Sorcerer!”

“No, no, the person inside is Sorcerer Ivan’s mentor from the Sorcerers Academy.”

“So it’s Lord Marichadon’s mentor. He must be a talented individual, able to teach such an outstanding student. Little Scented Butterfly, when the sorcerer inside successfully promotes, could you introduce us?”

“I have no problem with that, but I must consult with Sorcerer Randall inside first.”

Scented Butterfly worried about the promotion process and couldn’t help but come to the Black Ant Tower to observe. Once she appeared, she was immediately surrounded by neighbors, who bombarded her with questions.

Ivan had a high reputation in the East Capital, so of course, the neighbors wouldn’t trouble Scented Butterfly. Instead, they came to her for news about who was being promoted.

That afternoon, the phenomenon lingering around the tower dissipated.

Once the Black Ant Tower was unsealed, Scented Butterfly signaled to the neighbors and then flapped her wings a few times to fly into the tower. Inside one of the meditation rooms, Scented Butterfly saw Randall after his promotion, his presence risen to a new level.

“Sorcerer Randall, congratulations on becoming a Level 2 Sorcerer.”

“Yes, I’ve successfully become a Level 2 Sorcerer, although I’ve become somewhat uglier in appearance.”

Randall spoke with a sense of emotion. Compared to when Ivan advanced to Level 2, his insectification was much more severe. His hair had turned into thin, black tendrils, unconsciously thrashing about mid-air.

Not just that, but his chin sprouted fleshly whiskers, his eyebrows mutated, and his skin glowed with an odd bluish-black luster. @@novelbin@@

And these were just the changes that were outwardly visible; when taken all together, he was looking less and less human.

“This—well, regardless, you have indeed become a Level 2 Sorcerer, and that’s something to celebrate.” Hearing him, Scented Butterfly was startled, then earnestly emphasized her point.

Honestly, as an insect herself, she didn’t have much of a reaction to Randall’s transformation and wasn’t sure how to comfort him.

“You’re right; it is indeed a joyous occasion. This time, I, as a mentor, have finally not let my student down.” Randall nodded his head and then seemed to think of something, saying a heartfelt remark.

At these words, Scented Butterfly thought of Sorcerer Ivan and wondered how his promotion was faring elsewhere?