After enjoying the spring blossoms, orioles sing sweetly on the branches, and fish leap as the grass grows tall.
A thousand years have passed, their temples still lingering, a playful moment in time.
Thus, in the late spring of the year 800 of the Zhuyuan calendar, Yun Wei began his second phase of cultivation at the Xide residence, and everyone else also made their own gains.
Qin Lushu longed to broaden his horizons, and apart from the Tower of Ten Thousand Laws, there was nowhere else in the world with a concentration of knowledge that could rival Sid's laboratory and library.
All rare minerals, herbs, and even animal ingredients can be found in the bustling laboratory.
All the classic summaries on magic, etiquette, and geography can be found on the well-stocked bookshelves.
However, teaching and learning go hand in hand. This former Vice Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices was very knowledgeable about the cultural history of Bili City, and the laboratory owner also learned a lot from him.
Under Qin Lushu's guidance, Xi De's already superb acting skills improved by leaps and bounds.
Even the most hardworking laborers in the city had heard that the Duke of Bethlehem's illness, which had shown no improvement for half a month, had relapsed several times, and Master Sid was becoming increasingly dejected, even stopping attending regular meetings.
In reality, only those living in the house understood that Sid was completely immersed in his whimsical ideas.
After this alchemy master came into contact with advanced techniques from the City of Azure, his calendar was almost overflowing with all sorts of brand-new ideas:
Photoelectric water-lifting wheel, improved hoe for western soil, semi-automatic serrated loom...
When ingenuity from the East collides with brilliant ideas from the west coast of the continent, a change that could shake the entire continent has quietly begun to take shape.
It's worth mentioning that once the sample test is successful, Uncle Xie will also receive a copy of the design.
He now lives entirely in the laboratory, almost neglecting to eat or sleep.
It should be noted that this was the magical practice of the most outstanding alchemist in the Zhuyuan Continent. When he returns to Bili, it will surely set off a new round of technological revolution.
Isaac and Silver made good use of the previously renovated sword room.
With the guidance of the former sword saint, the Grand Duke of Bethlehem, though still only a level two professional, has the ability to fight even against a level four professional through his own continuous efforts.
The two fought back and forth, making Xie Mulang so eager to join in that he joined in without saying a word.
Isaac hadn't encountered an opponent who could ignite his fighting spirit in a long time, but Xie Mulang was definitely one of them.
Yun Wei didn't understand the specifics of the knowledge about combat skills and sword intent, which belonged to another system. He only knew that his opponent was a worthy opponent, and he spent every day feeling exceptionally fulfilled and happy.
So much so that he felt an itch to see his servant return to the room drenched in sweat every day.
And Richard the Silver Dragon, of course, was not forgotten either.
Ever since Yun Wei noticed that the Silver Dragon Prince had become increasingly taciturn, he directly asked the other party to accompany him in practicing magic.
It was an afternoon.
His schedule was also very tight. He would usually finish his training in the laboratory in the morning, and in the afternoon he would either copy spells and learn knowledge in the library, or practice casting spells in the quiet room opposite.
Seventh-level spells are not as difficult to practice as low- or mid-level spells. They are almost impossible to cast silently. Moreover, without relying on specific locations and props, it is quite difficult to maintain the smooth flow of magical energy circuits in the body while chanting spells.
He abandoned the other two necromancy spells in the "Pyromancy" series and chose to practice the more practical "Silent Heaven".
This is a rather domineering spell. Its effect is to silence the entire group, similar to the level 7 lightning spell "Shock and Intimidate," but it is more covert than the dazzling lightning, and its main purpose is to catch people off guard.
Yun Wei originally thought that he had mastered it by copying the table once, but when he communicated with Xi De, he learned that what he had mastered before was only "Opening Prayer", and that he still needed to complete the "Aria" to truly use it.
Just like the forbidden water spell he used in the Azure City, simply mastering the prelude is not enough to achieve the desired effect.
But everyone in the house was busy. Whether it was Sid with a furrowed brow or Isaac who was exhausted, Yun Wei couldn't bear to take up their rest time and make them practice magic with him.
But the stagnation of several days inevitably made him a little impatient.
It was on such an afternoon, as he walked through the corridor at the other end of the library, that he noticed Richard.
The other person sat lazily on the windowsill, squinting contentedly. A rare ray of sunlight pierced through the gloom over Alchemy City, illuminating the silver dragon's beautiful, untamed face; it was a scene of perfect tranquility.
But for some reason, amidst the faint accompaniment of the clanging of swords from the other side, Yun Wei also saw loneliness in Richard.
Unlike the loneliness he saw in Xie Mulang, this kind of loneliness was even more difficult to describe.
Like a silent film, it is desolate in the stillness, and in the desolation, it is devoid of joy and sorrow.
He was never good at comforting others, yet he didn't quietly leave.
On the contrary, Yun Wei stepped forward and deliberately made his footsteps louder.
Richard heard the noise, lazily opened his eyes, glanced at him sideways, and then closed them again.
"Are you bored?" Walking to the side of the silver dragon, Yun Wei glanced at the colorful courtyard below.
To appease speculation in the city about the Grand Duke of Bethlehem's health, the garden was left untrimmed this year, yet the flowers have bloomed exceptionally beautifully.
Silver Dragon kept his eyes closed and grumbled impatiently, "You're so long-winded, little guy."
Yun Wei remained silent, but when he spoke again, he changed the subject, "Can I call you Richie? You can also call me Yun Wei."
Upon hearing this, Richard opened his eyes.
His vertical pupils flickered, and he stared at Yun Wei for a long while before finally saying, "Whatever."
So arrogant.
Yun Wei muttered to himself, but a smile crept onto his lips: "Rich, I need someone to teach me magic, but everyone else is unavailable, so—"
He didn't finish his sentence, but the tone clearly rose at the end, filled with anticipation.
"So?" Richard lifted his eyelids, his silver eyes shifting between light and shadow.
But just a moment later, he flamboyantly grabbed a handful of his hair, jumped from the windowsill to Yun Wei's side, and said, "Lead the way, little Yun Wei, I'll do this because you're so sincere."
"That's great! Thank you, Richie." Yun Wei placed one hand on his chest, respectfully performed a mage's salute, and then headed towards the meditation room.
Richard followed lazily behind him, a smirk playing on his lips. "Don't get too excited. That big guy with the sword will probably get jealous when he finds out."
"It's alright, Issa is quite reasonable now," Yun Wei replied without hesitation.
He seemed to remember something, and his ears suddenly felt hot.
Suddenly being force-fed another dose of PDA, the silver dragon's lips drooped. He looked at the increasingly cunning little mage in front of him and clicked his tongue in utter disdain.
In the midst of such a warm and ordinary daily life, the competition for seats, originally scheduled for early June, arrived in the blink of an eye.
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