Synthetic Wizard

Chapter 393 - 235: The Deceased Founding Emperor

"After advancing to Level 2 Wizard, the limitations of the Starlight Continent’s environment become even more apparent, don’t they?"

Steadying herself, Lize brought up another topic.

"Indeed." Sunan sighed slightly.

Upon advancing to Level 2 Wizard, Sunan realized that the scarcity of energy impacted the refinement of spirit more severely than he had imagined.

Initially, he thought he could at least surpass Level 2 Crystallization before the planar barriers were completely restored.

But now it seems that unless the number of wizards in the Star Alliance drastically increases and there are more laborers collecting elemental crystal dusts, it would be difficult.

Apart from this, there’s the issue of environmental adaptability.

Even now, while inside the Wizard Tower, he felt a slight discomfort.

Clearly, as his essence evolved, the requirements of his soul and body for energy particle concentration became higher.

Continuing to advance like this, when he becomes a True Spirit Wizard, even if the Starlight Continent’s energy particle concentration returns to normal, he will probably find it hard to adapt.

Perhaps this is why True Spirit Wizards are keen to build Floating Cities and Half-Planes.

They need an environment with a higher energy particle concentration!

After chatting for a while, Sunan brought up the main matter.

"Do you have any alchemical body knowledge?"

"Are you planning to engrave alchemical markings?"

Lize looked at Sunan with surprise and then nodded knowingly.

"Now that you’re a Level 2 Wizard, your spiritual power surely meets the standards for an alchemical body; strengthening your physique shouldn’t be difficult, so you could attempt to transform into an alchemical body."

"However, the problem is that the materials needed to transform into an alchemical body are mostly precious, which might be hard to gather on the Starlight Continent now."

Sunan waved his hand: "It’s okay. Give me the technique knowledge; I’ll handle the materials myself."

If the transformation into an alchemical body can also be synthesized with a magic cube, then materials are not an issue.

At worst, I’ll make a weak low-end counterfeit first, like those engraving gemstones and talent crystal models, before fusing them into a high-end version with the original effects.

If synthesis isn’t possible, then research on substitutes would be necessary.

Seeing Sunan’s resolve, Lize didn’t elaborate further.

Her past experiences taught her not to doubt any of Sunan’s words.

Problems that seemed unsolvable to her often became easy fixes in Sunan’s hands.

Questioning now could very likely lead to embarrassment later.

"There’s plenty of knowledge about alchemical bodies and markings; once I transcribe it, I’ll pass it to you."

At this point, Lize suddenly remembered something.

"Almost forgot to mention, the royal family has sent word that they’d like you to meet with His Majesty Kei once you’re out."

Upon hearing this, Sunan was taken aback, frowning.

If Kei wanted to see him, he could either come directly or send a simple message. Why use the royal name for summons?

He turned to Lize, who understood his concerns and responded somberly: "Two months ago, His Majesty Kei fell seriously ill and has been bedridden ever since."

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Time is the most ruthless and feared weapon.

Even powerful True Spirit Wizards can’t resist its passage and will ultimately face the end of life.

Let alone a minor bloodline knight.

Kei, as a bloodline knight infused with the Sub-dragon Species bloodline, inherited some of the Dragons’ long-lived traits.

Being the ruler of the empire, he has consumed numerous life-extending treasures, including the extremely precious Dawn Potion.

Thus, his lifespan exceeded that of many Level 3 Wizard Apprentices.

Yet even so, upon reaching the age of 200, the emperor’s health inevitably declined.

In the following years, Kei’s health deteriorated, plagued with illness.

Two months ago, he suffered a sudden major illness, leaving him bedridden.

As a result, the entire Fantasy Empire was in a state of unease.

Thankfully, the Star Alliance exerted its pressure, and with the Emperor approved to succeed the position, the first prince Abbott took over governance responsibilities, avoiding unspeakable incidents.

Upon learning Sunan had entered the palace, all the perceived weighty royal members, including Prince Abbott and Haylin, gathered in the emperor’s chamber, waiting.

Aside from key royal figures like Prince Abbott being inside the chamber, others waited in the courtyard.

Meanwhile, these hopefuls eagerly anticipated the chance to get acquainted with the paramount figure who’s more esteemed than the emperor, manipulating the highest power on Starlight Continent from the shadows, when suddenly, he appeared silently in the chamber.

As a Level 2 Wizard Apprentice, Haylin was the first to sense an abnormality, turning to find a silhouette beside him.

Initially startled, he reflexively prepared to react, but upon seeing the person’s face, he quickly halted his actions and respectfully bowed.

"Great Uncle!"

Others hearing the commotion turned around, seeing Sunan, showed delight, and moved forward to greet him.

Sunan, with an indifferent expression, gestured to silence them, stepping forward and with a flicker, reached the bedside.

On the wide and luxurious bed, Kei lay quietly with closed eyes, his face visibly sickly.

Compared to their last meeting, Kei appeared older and more haggard.

In fact, over the years, Sunan and Kei met less frequently.

Both are rulers entangled with responsibilities.