Sixth Ring Wizard

Herag focused his attention and began to slowly attempt to compress his liquid Spiritual Power.

He was very cautious, not rushing at all, taking each step slowly and carefully.

Herag knew that this couldn't be rushed; stability was more important than speed.

Even if it took a little longer, ensuring safety was the most important thing.

If something went wrong with his Spiritual Power, it would be a big problem, affecting his entire wizard career.

Hiss~

As soon as Herag started compressing, he felt a slight headache.

The pain at this stage was much stronger than during the Gaseous Stage, with a very obvious sensation of pain.

After feeling the pain, Herag paused slightly, then continued compressing.

Just then, an icy sensation spread through his mind, instantly dispelling the discomfort brought on by compressing the Spiritual Power.

Not only that, Herag felt as if his Spiritual Power had become more refined, and the compression progress became faster.

"This is..."

After discovering this strange occurrence, Herag recalled and realized that the icy sensation came from the Bloodline Mark.

This sensation had never occurred before, and there were rarely any changes in the Bloodline Mark.

When Herag compressed his Spiritual Power during the Gaseous Stage, there was no such cold feeling from the Bloodline Mark.

He carefully recalled and compared, trying to understand what caused this phenomenon.

After pondering for a while, Herag roughly understood the cause.

"Divine Core..."

At that time, after absorbing the energy from the Divine Core, Herag stored all of it within the Bloodline Mark.

The immense energy within the Divine Core was naturally not something Herag's body could endure; only the Bloodline Mark could temporarily store it.

This energy had never disappeared, remaining in the Bloodline Mark.

When Herag compressed his Spiritual Power, the energy from the Divine Core automatically emerged to relieve the discomfort in his mind while also refining his Spiritual Power.

After absorbing the Divine Core, Herag's mind was automatically filled with liquid Spiritual Power, indicating that the energy within the Divine Core was beneficial for the growth of Spiritual Power.

This energy's refining process of Spiritual Power invisibly accelerated the compression process.

After discovering this situation, Herag immediately continued to compress his Spiritual Power.

Just as he completed a compression process and felt a slight pain in his mind, an energy flowed out from the Bloodline Mark into his mind, followed by that icy sensation again.

Herag felt a surge of joy; this would speed up the process of compressing Spiritual Power significantly.

More importantly, with the energy from the Divine Core, the safety was greatly enhanced, equivalent to having an ever-present energy source to heal his Spiritual Power.

The energy stored in the Bloodline Mark should be quite immense and unlikely to be used up in the short term.

After all, the Divine Core came from a high-level existence in the Abyss Plane, with such vast energy that Herag, at his level of wizardry, couldn't fully use.

Herag didn't expect such a pleasant surprise after absorbing the Divine Core; he had never felt any change and thought it would only be useful upon entering the Abyss Plane.

After entering the polluted area, he had never done the work of compressing Spiritual Power, so he had never discovered that the energy from the Divine Core could be used this way.

Herag adjusted his mindset and entered into a continuous compression of Spiritual Power, deeply focused.

...

For ten days, Herag did nothing but eat, drink, excrete, and meditate to compress his Spiritual Power, not even sleeping.

After feeling the vibration of the airship, Herag slowly opened his eyes and stopped his Spiritual Power compression work.

The airship had docked, arriving in Beilu City.

Through Shenlan's environmental sensing, Herag observed the outside situation. It was a vast square similar to that in Solde City, with many people coming and going.

According to the plan, the airship would stay here for three days to load and unload cargo and allow passengers to embark and disembark.

After the airship docked, Herag kept an eye on the movements outside.

The first two days were normal, with no inspections.

But on the third day, a group of people boarded the airship.

After probing, Herag discovered that this group was from the Beilu City Hall, conducting a surprise inspection, led by a young man seemingly under thirty.

At this moment, a short and fat middle-aged man on the airship was smiling apologetically in front of the young man: "Lord Case, you should have told me earlier if you were coming, I wasn't prepared to entertain you."

"Royce, I'm here for an inspection, not for your hospitality. If I told you in advance, would that still be called an inspection?" Case said with a half-smile.

Royce had a bitter expression on his face, and he looked around before saying in a low voice: "Lord Case, we've paid quite a lot this time, please let us go."

Case smiled faintly: "I'm aware, but I heard that this batch of goods is not simple. That amount is still too little."

As the person in charge of the airship dock, Case naturally received many of these benefits.

This time, most of the money that Sam arranged for each link was given to him.

But upon learning that this batch was of Keel, Case felt he didn't take enough, so he came to the airship intending to extort more.

After all, Keel is so precious and expensive that those involved in smuggling couldn't risk losing everything by not paying a bribe.

Even if Case raised the price, they would have no choice but to endure.

If you don't pay?

Then this batch will be seized, and not only will your bribe money be gone, but you'll also lose the goods.

Case wasn't afraid of offending these people; with his status, he wasn't worried about any potential revenge.

Even if he were to go back on his word, these people would have to smile and flatter him next time they needed something.

"Lord Case... How much do you want?" Royce had no choice but to give in; Case was determined to extort them, and they as smugglers had no way to counter.

The airship was docked at Beilu City's port, which was under Case's control. If he wanted to trouble them, what could they do but pay up?

Moreover, their business wasn't only this single transaction; there'd be many future dealings needing Case.

Case did not speak but extended his hand, showing a five.

Upon seeing it, Royce hesitated before nodding: "Five... five thousand, then five thousand."

This amount wasn't a lot, still affordable, and Case didn't seem excessively unreasonable.

Case shook his head: "I mean fifty thousand."

"Ah? Fi... fifty thousand! Lord Case, this... this is really too much, I can't come up with that amount." Royce's face immediately scrunched up like a bun.