Chapter 165 - Fox Temple (2/2)

Guda approached the little feline and patted her head, caressing her cat ears.

Lrusha flustered.

The fox then gave her widest happy grin. ”As long as I'm here, everything will be fine. I'll be checking the temple storage room, I want you to watch over the other, especially Piyan, she still needs more support.”

Lrusha nodded wholeheartedly. ”Indeed, Piyan had the worst trauma. I'll make sure to keep her company!”

”Atta girl!”

The temple ground was as lively as ever. Guda had crafted numerous toys to fill the playground. In fact, Guda was the one who built the temple albeit with the help of the forest residents. Going to the back, she opened the store room as she conjured a floating blue fire on her palm.

Spreading more talismans, the papers filled with formation then transformed into numerous will-o-wisps that brighten the store room filled with extra building materials and numerous boxes.

Trying to ensure that nobody was there, Guda casted another enchantment to soundproof the storeroom and locked the door spiritually.

She was immediately on her knees, shivering with red tears falling down from her eye sockets, partially getting seared by her steaming temperature. The blood that clogged her throat was coughed out.

”Uuuhh.” She took one empty paper talisman from her pocket space. Scribbling it using the blood from the ground, she implanted the talisman with a pain-tolerant rune before casting it on herself. ”Either two or three days left, I need to stock up my talisman in case of emergency…”

Her current expression was the total opposite of her usual smuggish smile. Her sly and suspicious attitude was overwritten by pain and lips biting, frowning and eyes shutting.

Despite the powerful enchantment that took 20% of her spiritual power, the pain on the back of her head was still wailing. Guda could've died if her reaction wasn't fast enough to pull out a defensive talisman.

”That Demon is the most powerful out of all the new generation of Lautus Tunguska's disciples. Jojo Lagoon, who the hell are you?”

The world within this hemisphere had reached the zone of noon. As usual, Foel rushed to the Domeniul Ceresc after a long day of work—even though she was already within the heavenly land most of the day after the disciples' ceremony.

In the garden of the Lord's Mansion, Foel and Tuli exchanged their knowledge in the middle of training Primis in her journey as a cultivator in the Mana Gathering Phase.

”Can I fly now?” Primis clenched her fists and shook it up and down like an eager child. ”Primis want to immediately use a flying spell!”

It's clear that a cultivator needed to reach a Golden Orb state to accumulate enough mana for a stable circuit conductivity for a control-type spell such as flying in the air. Because mortal was incapable to fly by nature, they used this energy called mana to create a propelling force from their body and rebels the Neamh's gravitation.

There were numerous flying spell types and each of them had their pros and cons. One of the flying methods was focusing on the limbs as the mediator of the flight, creating a better control in the loss of velocity.

”Only a pure genius is able to use a flying spell, right after they started their journey within the path of usurpation.” Tuli reluctantly sneered. ”Are you one of the geniuses, Primis?”

”I'm certainly smarter than you! Big Sis Tuli!” said the Ourarian as she puffed her chest and gave her proud smile.

”Urgh, that stings.”

”Kekeke, I'm sure that it's still impossible logically, even for a genius.” Foel then took out a two meters long sword with numerous runes engraved on the steel. ”But a genius always used their head. Or to be precise, they used the method that is outside of the box.”

”Ah!” Tuli hammered her palm as if an idea had finally gone through her skull. ”A flying sword! It's been many years since someone used that in the Underworld.”

”So you fly using the sword?” Primis touched her cheek, gazing to the side of her view. In her mind, she immediately imagined herself flapping her arms like a bird in the sky with a sword in each hand. ”How's that scientifically possible?”

After injecting her mana into the engraved runes, the sword began to light up in a bright blue hue. Foel then casted the sword with a flying formation. She then effortlessly sent the sword into the sky, dancing gracefully in sonic speed as it left a glamorous trail of shimmering light before smoothly arriving beside the tanomobi.

”Woah! The sword is flying!”

”Madam Foel is flexing.” Tuli chuckled. Foel casually approached the hellspawn with the sword in her hand. The little mouse then bonked Tuli with the blunt edge. ”OUCH!”

As if nothing happened, Foel faced Primis with a smile, slightly tilting her head. ”On this occasion, we will teach you everything about magic circuits, the coding of spells and formation.”