Warlock of The Magus World Fan Fiction

Chapter 430

A couple of months passed by since Leylin victorious campaign against the two Demon Kings. Stability, prosperity and much needed peace was stabilized in the five sea areas under the guidance and support of Caddell Family, Alaister Family and the Martial Palace.

The biggest winner of this endeavor was the Alaister family, shouldering two years of pain and helplessness wasn’t without it’s return. All the sacrifice, blood and tears was repaid in full intrest, their business bomed and expanded exponentially.

The Fourth Demon Area was basically captured and conquered by them, which brought them uncountable riches along with many rare resources. The trading and relationship with the Sea tribes also improved considerably, Both the largest and strongest tribe Silver Shark Clan and the hegemony tribe Black Flood Dragon Clan supported the Alaister wholeheartedly.

Their lost man power during these years despite their precautions due to manhunt launched others, was also replenished. Leylin transported the Alaister and Ashdown family from the Cloud Mountains to the Endless Sea, he also tied the two pagan tribes Wing Race and Demonic Sound Clan to the family.

The leaders of the two tribes assumed the elders position in the family, and with the addition of five Spirit realm warriors the Alaister family became a force that can’t simply be offended regardless of any situation.

This development of the bloodthirsty and savage Alaisters is obviously detrimental to others but obviously Leylin couldn’t care less.

Leylin after his ascension into the Spirit realm seems to have been ignited with unmatched fervour to further explore the path of cultivation.

With that goal in mind, he left everything behind him and matched forward to the only place that promised him a chance at a more challenging and prosperous future, the Divine Land.

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Divine Land, the center of Grace Mainland.

Leylin with his improved cultivation and further impowered prowess had a fairly tranquil trip from Dark Magnetic Noxious Field to the Divine Land.

Throughout the trip he met many cultivators, ranging from various realms and backgrounds. They all had their diverse path of cultivation and own sets of principal upanishads, Leylin got to learn a lot from this trip and explore very many paths that were previously unknown to him.

After his breakthrough to Spirit realm, Leylin has really begun to appreciate the ways of cultivation. Although he is still a Magus in heart, he previously might have held some contempt for the hot blooded and risk taking cultivators but after trail blazing more and more into it, he seems to grasp something that was fairly foreign to him before.

He has accepted the path of cultivation but obviously hasn’t forgotten his roots of truth seeker. And as a truth seeker he yearned to explore and solve all the mysteries of Grace Mainland.

Leylin has also been involved in his fair share of confrontation throughout the travel but unfortunately for his opponents, he wasn’t an average joe.

Leylin has previously in the Endless Sea rejected the plea and offer of Dallas, Yashila, Yemen, Dominick and Kassius the Five Spirit Realm pagans that serve under him. But despite that he wasn’t without company he had the Ghost Hunter which was now a Level 8 Demon Beast (Spirit Realm), King of Demonic Insects which was also a Level 8 beast, he had the Holy Spirit God who possessed the White Bone Dhamra body of Demon King Apollyon.

Not to mention the three heaven flames he has under his wraps along with the ultimate Trump card War Devil!

With his own cultivation at First Sky of Spirit realm and prowess even further than that he’s a walking menace for all those who want to take advantage of lone cultivators.

All of his opponents so far in Divine Land have met the same fate of despairing death regardless of their cultivation, Leylin has even killed a Second Sky of Spirit Realm all by his own without the help of any of his companions of journey.

Even more amazingly he has also severely injured and later hunted to kill to a Third Sky of Sky Realm and although he did have the support of all of his subordinates, and received various degrees of injuries it was a win regardless.

Leylin through his journey came to the conclusion that although the lower realm warriors in Divine Land are a level higher than in the Endless Sea but same conclusion can’t be drawn for warriors at God realms.

The support and importance of a higher level of martial arts cannot be disregarded but one can also not discount the ability of a warrior to comprehend their powers.

Although Endless Sea Spirit God Realm warriors might not have as exquisite martial skills like them but they have a fairly high understanding of their corresponding cultivation path.

Their stagnation at their realm and poor resources have forced them to rely mostly, and for most cultivators solely into improving their understanding of their realm.

This has greatly decreased the gap between higher level warriors of the Endless sea and Divine Land, because although their Upanishads might not be as complete and as astounding as others, they have a better proficiency in their powers.

Leylin has experienced and ascertained this in his journey because although he fought and killed both a Second sky of Spirit realm and a Third sky of Spirit realm who might as well dominate the whole Endless Sea with their cultivation but they weren’t as imposing as one would expect.

Let alone warriors like Nate Barrington and Yashir of Sea tribe who have a great cultivation base, even Leylin’s great grandfather won’t be helpless against them.

Although Abaddon Alaister is only a First Sky of Spirit realm, he’s absolutely a once in a lifetime genius with unbelievable military might. Even Leylin isn’t sure if he can defeat him in a fair confrontation without using his Trump Cards.

Leylin crossed the various cities, establishments and settlements along his way as he made way towards his only acquaintance in Divine Land, Joseph Will or more correctly his mysterious master.

Leylin has helped him back in exotic lands, he not only saved his and his friends lives but also made a deal with him giving a drop of Life Origin Fluid. Through this deal, Josue owed him big time and invited him insistently to meet his Master in Dead Soul Mountain.

Leylin after months of travel crossed a swamp area that he couldn’t see the shore of, he finally saw a majestic mountain range whose summits were penetrating the sky.

Each peak looked like a sharp sword stabbed directly to the highest sky. Clouds bobbed around, and beasts could be seen scattered here and there.

The mountain ranges continued one after another without an end. Hundreds of mountains stood in front of his eyes. Each of them was grand and majestic, where dense heaven and earth Qi gathered. Beasts were running here and there. Sometimes, he could see some warriors gliding back and forth, seeming to be secluding in these mountains to cultivate.

Green, boundless clouds and mist drifted just like cotton scattered here and there around the mountains. Inside the green clouds and mist, there was a strange cold and evil aura. Sometimes, some malicious dead souls appeared inside the green clouds, who didn’t have real bodies, and gave people a terrifying feeling.

The Dead Soul Mountain was the most mysterious and dangerous place in the Divine Great Land.

Also, there were dead souls living in the Dead Soul Mountain. Those dead souls used to be the souls of strong experts or beasts, which had gathered the Yin Qi to form. Some said that those Dead Souls were pagans who came here from the alien area, through the vast bobbing clouds, and landed on the Grace Mainland by chance.

The clusters of green clouds hovering above the Dead Soul Mountain became the evil lairs of the dead souls. And, it seemed only the dead souls could use these evil lairs. Once warriors and beasts came near, they would be attacked to death. Gradually, they would turn into dead souls too.

In the legends, the dead soul’s devil lair was some sort of gateway to Heaven, leading to the mysterious outer space.

Unfortunately, ordinary warriors and beasts didn’t dare to approach them. As long as they were the creatures that had souls, once they got near to the evil lairs of the dead souls, they would be eroded and turned into dead souls. Even Spirit Realm warriors couldn’t escape this tragic consequence.

The dead soul’s evil lairs were the special features of the Dead Soul Mountain. They existed in the green cotton clouds that they could only be observed and never intruded.

From time to time, after one or several years, an anomalous situation would happen there. Sometimes, there would be the tremendous dead souls, and sometimes, it would be the invincible, mysterious energy which could shake the whole Dead Soul Mountain.

The legend of the dead soul’s evil lairs had been spreading through tens of thousands of years in the Divine Great Land. However, until now, no one could tell clearly what the dead soul’s evil lairs actually were, or what stayed in there.

Looking at the grand mountains from afar, a strange ruby red blood drop exploded inside Leylin’s dark pupils and a bloody mist with strange scenes projected inside his eyes as he quietly stood for a while and then muttered, “The clouds of evil hide behind a heavenly secret, one not to be sought but to be fated.”

Leylin closed his eyes and reopened them but now, his eyes were back to normal without any distinction from his previous appearance. Then, he didn’t waste time and strode towards the place.

The Dead Soul Mountain’s topography was special. It was situated between the Radiant God Cult, the Pure Land, and the Devil Valley, and the distances between them weren’t too large. However, no force managed this area.

The ones who often visited this area were the alchemists and the blacksmiths at all levels.

Rumours said that there were thousands of alchemists and blacksmiths living in the Dead Soul Mountain. This special class of the Grace Mainland liked the Dead Soul Mountain, and made it the center of the alchemists and blacksmiths of the entire Grace Mainland.

Among the other warriors, the alchemists and the blacksmiths belonged to the noble class.

Normally, the alchemists and the blacksmiths wouldn’t depend on any forces, as they had dedicated their whole lives to refine pellets and secret treasures. Those people were quiet, odd, and didn’t like to get along well with the others.

However, in the Dead Soul Mountain, the alchemists and the blacksmith lived in harmony. They studied and discussed the Upanishads of refining pellets and forging treasures with each other.

When warriors living around the Pure Land, the Radiant God Cult, and the Devil Valley were in need of pellets or secret treasures, they would bring abundant materials to the Dead Soul Mountain, then find the corresponding alchemist or blacksmith to refine the desired items.

Of course, they had to pay for the service.

Many warriors from the Grace Mainland came here to refine pellets and specialized treasures for their sects, even though they had to travel a long distance for this. The Dead Soul Mountain had many qualified alchemists and blacksmiths. When they came here with an attractive payment, they could have what they desired.

The alchemists and the blacksmiths here had formed a system in the Dead Soul Mountain. They didn’t turn their back to the seven ancient factions or took part in the dispute between them. These special warriors had a great passion for refining medicines and forging weapons. They wouldn’t favor anyone, as they only followed their own rules. As long as the payment was good, they could forge weapons or refine pellets for anyone.

Also, no matter how furious the battle between the seven old factions was, they would never target the Dead Soul Mountain.

In this continent, the Dead Soul Mountain was quite a peaceful place with good conditions for refining things. Warriors living around there often traded cultivating materials with the alchemists or the blacksmiths. This place was the holy temple of the alchemists and the blacksmiths.

Two valleys were backing each other in the center of the Dead Soul Mountain. They were called the Spirit Potion Valley and the Precious Tool Valley.

People who traveled to the Spirit Potion Valley were all the alchemists, while warriors who visited the Precious Tool Valley were all blacksmiths.

The Spirit Potion Valley and the Precious Tool Valley had many shops where cultivating materials to refine medicines or forge weapons were sold. Outsiders could always visit these two valleys to find the alchemists and blacksmiths to refine the items they wanted, as long as they could find the right person with an appropriate price.

Generally, the Spirit Potion Valley and the Precious Tool Valley were almost free. They didn’t have many rules or taxes. Not only human warriors, even the beasts and the pagans were free to enter the places. No one would specially target them.

There were almost one thousand mountains in the Dead Soul Mountain range, and half of them were occupied by intimidating beasts. Those beasts could transform into human form, and their powers were much more tremendous than human warriors at the same level. Anyway, the beasts there lived in harmony with the alchemists and blacksmiths. They didn’t fight often.

Beasts which could cultivate to the peak and have intelligence were no less smart than mankind, so they also needed good medicines and weapons.

Since they were living inside the Dead Soul Mountain range, they understood the cultivating materials there better. Beasts who came to find the alchemists or blacksmiths with a sufficient amount of materials often prepared better payment than human warriors.

Thanks to its special features, the Dead Soul Mountain range had attracted many strange races, some of them being super strong. They had settled down and earned a decent living in the Dead Soul Mountain range. They had been cultivating silently, gathering the energy of heaven and earth to increase their realms, while collecting rare and precious materials there to prepare more medicines and weapons for their tribes.

Finally, after flying for a while Leylin arrived at the Spirit Potion Valley in the center of the Dead Soul Mountain range.

The Spirit Potion Valley bathed in the sunbeams of a new dawn. Under the warm sunlight, he could see people moving and spacious streets packed with stores and shops.

Without lingering outside the Spirit Potion Valley he walked into the valley alone.

The shops in the Spirit Potion Valley sold spirit herbs, miracle fruits, and strange fluids used for refining medicine. At first glance, he could see that the raw materials that were considered precious in the Endless Sea were common and available everywhere. And, he also saw many medical ingredients which he had never seen before; they were also widely available.

Leylin in these months has gained proficiency in both alchemy and blacksmithship. He had the memories, notes and guidance of Joseph who was taught by a Master Alchemist one of the most erudite and regarded professionals in all of Grace Mainland, even King Abaddon knew about him!

That is to say he is a top notch expert in alchemy, and although he might not have handed over all his knowledge to Joseph Will, he nevertheless instilled him with most genuine and appropriate knowledge. Joseph himself was a genius alchemist student so it was a good deal for him.

As for Blacksmithship, Leylin had the lifetime memory and knowledge of a Scared level blacksmith courtesy of Ice Cold Flame not to mention the mysterious Blacksmith’s Secret of Success he got from the exotic land in Dark Magnetic Noxious Field.

With the help of A. I. Chip and seemingly endless supply of training resources from the Alaister family, he made remarkable achievements in the field.

Hence looking at everything around him, not only he appreciated the ability and quality of goods but also the craftsmanship behind them with his understanding of the dynamic of materials used, procedure of refining utilized and ability required for completion.

This was worth being the famous center of the Alchemists in the whole continent.

Apparently, the cultivating materials in the Spirit Potion Valley were much more abundant than the Endless Sea, and he was sure that the warriors from other areas could never have the attainment of the alchemists here.

Musing for a while, he then walked towards the general direction of the Spirit Hall of the Spirit Potion Valley. The Spirit Hall was a special place for outsiders seeking a suitable alchemist.

It was a business center. Warriors could go there to advertise the mission they wanted to accomplish.

When Joseph gave him the token, he told him to go to the Spirit Hall in the Spirit Potion Valley and give it to the person in charge, following which, someone would welcome him well.

His master was considered to owe him a favor. In the Grace Mainland, an excellent alchemist always had a good relationship with many connections.

The reason why he wanted to find his teacher wasn’t just to learn more alchemy but to contact the Pure Land through him, as he wanted to pry about Ordell who was kidnapped by them.

In the Spirit Hall, many warriors wearing bluish gray robes embroidered with the symbol of the alchemists were introducing the newest information to their customers in a business-like manner.

After Leylin got into the place, the guard couldn’t help but tense up. Being the guard of Spirit Hall he has met various degrees of people with different backgrounds and realms and could guess that the guy before him wasn’t just an average passerby.

Leylin had a majestic and domineering aura around him and anyone who came close to him could feel dominance radiating from his body.

The Guard suddenly had an illusion that a faint metallic and bloody smell permeated from Leylin’s body but the next movement, it seemed to just be his own thoughts.

Leylin soon reached the nearest guard, he took out the token that Joseph gave him and showed it to the guard. “Do you know what this is?”

He was dazed, looking at the token and then Leylin himself, asking him surprisingly, “What’s this?”

He was dazed for a while, and he checked the token carefully. Seconds later, he shivered while his eyes brightened, “Sir, please wait a moment. I’ll bring the token to my master. Please wait. Don’t go. Wait for me here. Just a moment.”

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