Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Where did the explosion take him? ...
The grass is green and the birds are singing, and the afternoon sun is warm.
In the main city of Harlan Kingdom, the First School of Magic, during the break, two students wearing intermediate magic robes walked out of the teaching building, holding textbooks.
"My supervisor asked me to rewrite my thesis on Soul-Chasing Grass. He believed that my experiment was completed under the guidance of Dream Elf." One of the young men said dejectedly.
"What do you mean?" asked the companion in confusion.
The young man's face turned pale: "You are euphemistically calling me a daydreamer."
"..." His companion was silent for a few seconds, then patted him on the shoulder, "You should be happy with this treatment. My supervisor directly said that my thesis was a piece of -"
They both fell silent and sighed.
"How can I be as good as Senior Jiang Yan? We are both students, while I am still struggling at the intermediate level, but he is already a great magician certified by the association." The young man wailed.
"I heard that he also went to attend classes at the Paladin Academy next door, and occasionally trained and studied swordsmanship with them." said the companion.
The two colleges have always been unhappy with each other. The young man was shocked when he heard this:
"Isn't Senior Jiang Yan a magician? ... Could it be that the other party thinks that Senior is too good and wants to poach him?!"
"boom--!!"
Just as he finished speaking, a huge explosion suddenly sounded from a room on the top of the tower on the left side of the castle. The window frame was shattered, and the glass fell to the lawn and shattered all over the ground, luckily no one was hit.
It was like an earthquake, attracting countless people to stick their heads out.
"What's going on??"
"Whoever was doing the experiment blew up again."
"Is it on fire? Great! Everyone, make way. I want to take this opportunity to test out the new water magic I learned!"
At the entrance of the teaching building, the two looked at the spire of the tall tower that was constantly emitting black smoke and looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Is that Senior Jiang Yan's laboratory?"
“…It seems so.”
The young man paused, then jerked out his wand. His companion looked at him in horror: "What are you going to do?"
"You don't understand. Senior has published many academic papers in magic journals, including a research case on Soul Chasing Grass. And now is a good opportunity for me to serve him! Maybe I can get some experimental data by curating him!"
The young man showed an expression of ecstasy and shouted, "Senior, here I come!"
When the mages put out the fire and rushed into the laboratory, all they saw was charred black, but no one was there.
The other end.
Jiang Yan, who had unfortunately caused the laboratory explosion, was lying on the muddy ground, dizzy and in excruciating pain all over his body.
There was a colorful black in front of his eyes and he couldn't see anything clearly, but his mind was working rapidly.
Shouldn't.
He was brewing a simple cold potion. All the previous steps went very smoothly until the very end... when he added a few bluebells.
But the bellflower only increases the potency of the medicine, so why did the crucible explode?
Not only did it explode, it also created a small space vortex that sucked him in.
The space-time wormhole is not something that an ordinary magician can contend with at all, and the energy storm almost tore Jiang Yan to pieces.
Fortunately, the enchanted magic robe helped to block the damage, and Jiang Yan put on several layers of magic shields in time.
He found an opportunity, used his sword energy to tear open a hole, and jumped down decisively, thus surviving by chance.
Jiang Yan coughed up some blood and felt his internal organs aching.
With his eyes closed, he could smell the scent of grass and soil. With each breath, the abundant spiritual energy in the air entered his body through his pores, completing a small cycle in his body.
After repeating this several times, Jiang Yan finally regained some strength.
He opened his eyes and saw a lush forest. Bright moonlight sprinkled through the trees, leaving mottled spots of light on his tattered magic robe.
A completely unfamiliar place.
Where did the Crucible explosion take him?
This is definitely not the Kingdom of Harlan, or even the several countries neighboring the Kingdom. The air in those places is filled with only magical elements, and the spiritual power is pitifully thin.
Could it be that a wormhole in time and space brought him to the other side of the continent?
The most crucial thing is that his cultivation level actually fell back from Golden Core to Foundation Establishment!
I was just too lazy to go to the school infirmary to get the potion, how could I be so unlucky.
Jiang Yan was in a heavy mood. He picked up the scattered things on the ground and confirmed that his wand and space ring - which contained his sword and other miscellaneous items - were in good condition.
Afterwards, he took out a bottle of black potion from the ring, drank it in one gulp, and quickly sat cross-legged, trying to practice his skills to heal his wounds.
Jiang Yan felt a little uncomfortable.
The spiritual energy here is too abundant. On the contrary, even on a moonlit night, the magic element is pitifully scarce. It is completely different from when we were in the academy.
He had to carefully control the speed of his skills so as not to "eat" too much spiritual power in one breath, which would cause the magic power to be compressed.
Once the two sides start fighting, it will not be a pleasant experience.
Due to the influence of his parents, Jiang Yan has two systems of power in his body. He practices two sets of skills at the same time, one is swordsmanship and the other is magic.
However, when he was sixteen years old, spiritual power and magic power ran wild in his body at the same time, fighting for territory, causing Jiang Yan to be in a coma for three days and three nights.
Since then, he has learned to hold water with both hands, and both hands are strong.
Jiang Yan drank the potion and rested for a while. Although his injuries were not completely healed, he was much better than when he was half dead.
His cultivation was still at the foundation building stage. Before his injuries were fully healed, he did not dare to rashly break through to the golden elixir stage.
Jiang Yan held onto the tree and stood up tremblingly from the ground.
He looked down at his robe which had several large holes in it, and hesitated between using a spell to save it or throwing it away.
In the end, he chose to change into a new one and put away the robe that had been damaged by the magic storm intact.
"...There is energy from the space-time wormhole remaining on it, which is the material for the experiment." Jiang Yan said to himself while taking off his clothes.
I was halfway through taking off my outer robe when I heard the sound of a branch breaking behind me.
Jiang Yan looked back warily.
A young man in black brocade clothes stood not far away, staring at him intently.
The man was very tall and handsome, with sword-like eyebrows slanting into his temples, and a pair of eyes as black as ink, like jade immersed in a cold pond, cold and sharp.
The young man had a look of surprise, but his eyes were focused, as if a swordsman who had accidentally strayed into a fairyland under the moon had seen an elf-like immortal.
After making a loud noise, he received a cold glance from the Immortal Lord.
Jiang Yan didn't notice the look in his eyes, he only noticed the long sword on the young man's back.
The sword was tightly wrapped in its scabbard, and most of it was hidden by the young man's figure.
Jiang Yan couldn't see it clearly, he just recognized that the sword was quite different from the swords used by warriors such as the Paladin, and seemed to be more similar to his sword.
Is that person also a swordsman?
It was the first time he saw someone other than his father using the same type of sword.
Thinking of the unusual amount of spiritual energy here, Jiang Yan hesitated for a moment and said, "You..."
Unexpectedly, after just one word, the man suddenly woke up and quickly looked away.
"Sorry, I'm being rude." After saying that, the young man politely took a few steps back, still with his eyes half-closed, staring at the fallen leaves on the ground, without raising his eyes at all.
Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment and looked down at himself.
The outer robe stained with mud and blood was only half taken off, and most of the sleeves were scattered and piled up at the arms, revealing the snow-white but messy inner shirt.
The rubber band that tied her hair was broken, and her long, dark hair, as smooth as silk, was scattered and fell from her shoulders as her body tilted.
This appearance is really not neat, no wonder people dislike it.
Jiang Yan realized he had found the reason and quickly explained, "I was just about to change my clothes."
He is not a dirty person.
The young man seemed to understand something, nodded slightly, turned his back, and walked a few steps away.
Still refused to look at him.
...something doesn't seem right.
Jiang Yan scratched his cheek and reacted belatedly.
Is it to leave space for him to change clothes?
Jiang Yan did not delay, and took off the magic robe neatly and stuffed it into the space ring. He hesitated when taking out a new magic robe, and did not choose one with obvious markings, but took the pure black robe when he was selling medicine in the black market.
This kind of robe has simple protective spells and cleaning spells. It is resistant to dirt and wear and can prevent people from harming it. It is simply a must-have item when traveling in the world.
It focuses on being loose and low-key. All you need is a robe and a hat, and no one can recognize who is who.
Similarly, it is ugly and has no fashion sense at all. People wearing it will turn into walking black sacks.
But Jiang Yan never cared about appearance, he valued practicality more.
He has a bunch of similar magic robes.
Jiang Yan cast a cleansing spell on himself, straightened his clothes, and tied his hair again. He suddenly looked refreshed.
He nodded, very satisfied with his appearance.
Jiang Yan looked up and saw that the strange young man was still standing in the distance, waiting patiently.
After all the trouble, Jiang Yan didn't spend much time, but it was definitely not short either. The man didn't even urge him to do anything from beginning to end, and he always had his back to him.
Whether a warrior or a mage, actively and for a long time exposing the back full of weaknesses is a symbol of sincerity.
And they didn't even pass each other's names.
Jiang Yan felt a little embarrassed and quickly walked forward.
"Sorry for the wait."
"Have you changed your clothes?" The handsome young man with his back to Jiang Yan asked again and again.
Jiang Yan: “Yeah.”
The young man turned around and when his eyes fell on Jiang Yan, only his pupils trembled noticeably, and the rest of his expression was very well restrained, revealing nothing.
"..." The man looked at the handsome human-shaped sack in front of him and was silent for a long time, his eyes seeming to be struggling.
Jiang Yan waited for a moment, but the man didn't say anything. He wondered to himself, is he waiting for me to speak first?
Yes, he has already shown his back and taken the lead in giving his trust, and now it is time for him to return the same trust.
Jiang Yan had never traveled far away and was not good at speaking. Even when he went to the black market to sell drugs in exchange for rare materials for experiments, it was just a cold money transaction and he rarely spoke to strangers.
But he still knows the basic rules of conduct.
According to the rules between strange wizards in the black market -
"Name, identity, ability." Jiang Yan asked, "Which one do you choose?"
The black-clothed man in front of him asked, "Why do you have to choose one out of three?"
Jiang Yan looked at him blankly: "You want them all? But we just met..."
Shouldn't this kind of thing be done step by step?
The man was quiet for a few seconds.
"…My name is Gu Jingyun. What's yours?"
"Jiang Yan."
Jiang Yan emphasized seriously, "This is my real name."
"Yeah, me too." said Gu Jingyun.
Jiang Yan didn’t know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to see Gu Jingyun smile.
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