All My Professions Have Divine-Level Talents Chapter 229 - 151: White Tower Assessment

「November 12th.」

As life settled into a routine, ti gradually seed to stretch out.

Before, he could feel himself making leaps and bounds in just a day or two.

Now, after several days had passed, he just felt like an insatiable sponge. He was absorbing a great deal of knowledge, but the resulting improvent wasn’t particularly significant.

’Is this what they call an accumulation period?’

’A long accumulation for a sudden burst.’

He had already created the first form of his own Combat Skill School.

The first form of any Combat Skill School in the world was almost always a thod for tempering the body. Lu Cang’s was no exception, as this was the foundation.

Lu Cang’s first form was: Magic Body Source Tempering.

In the process of his body’s Magic Transformation, it strengthened his physical structure and enhanced his affinity for Magic.

Without mastering the sa Root Magic as him, others couldn’t learn this Combat Skill.

Furthermore, it required the Battle Intent of "Battle Technique All Transformations."

Of course, it could be simplified with so modifications, but the effect would be greatly diminished.

It was a Combat Skill that only he was perfectly suited for...

’No wonder even if a Combat Skill is learned by others, they can never match its creator.’

When a Combat Skill is created, it’s inevitably tailor-made for the Creator themselves.

The degree of compatibility was even more ridiculous than with Self-created Magic.

As for the Second Form...

Lu Cang was still thinking about it.

His school’s Combat Skill had another advantage: it could be altered at any ti.

If he felt the Second Form wasn’t right, he could follow his original train of thought and evolve it into a different Combat Skill in the future without issue.

But if others learned it, they wouldn’t be able to modify it so easily.

It was like pulling a single thread and unraveling the whole thing, but without knowing the founder’s original line of thought.

「Lorentz Magic Academy」

There were no classes today. Instead, there was a small gathering—a gathering of just five people.

Izparut, Dusk, Jie Zhu, Lu Cang, and Feize.

"Looks like everyone’s here," Iz said with a smile.

Cups of coffee floated smoothly through the air, settling onto the table in front of each person.

"Yes."

Seeing Lu Cang again, Jie Zhu felt a complex mix of emotions.

His status had now changed to Royal Special Level Mage.

Although that was still a lofty position, there was an insurmountable gulf between it and the rank of Chief Mage.

Lu Cang glanced at Jie Zhu out of the corner of his eye.

’What a small world. But since you were able to figure out the Root Source, you can’t be a fool.’

’You should be able to understand the stakes involved.’

"I’m sure everyone knows why we’ve gathered today."

Jie Zhu said, "Yes."

"It’s a rare opportunity for Root Mages to gather and discuss their insights on the Root Source."

Previously, besides Izparut himself, Dusk had been the only other Root Mage in the Capital.

"Are there only five of us in total?" Lu Cang asked Izparut.

"Yes."

’They’re all people I know.’

Lu Cang had actually thought Root Mages were quite common, seeing as how he kept running into them.

He never expected that this was all of them.

’No wonder Jie Zhu could serve as Lorren’s Chief Mage.’

’Oh, right, there should be one more person.’

’An Zheng.’

’But with An Zheng’s physical condition... Forget it.’ Lu Cang didn’t understand it, and he didn’t plan on dwelling on it.

’Besides, sitting with an unfamiliar Level 8 Mage would be pretty intimidating.’

Iz said, "For today’s discussion, let’s start with our youngest Mage."

With a wave of his hand, Lu Cang caused several colorful pages to materialize on the table.

These were all notes on the Root Source that he had borrowed from the Mage Association and Lorentz Academy.

"I’ve been studying the manuscripts of our predecessors recently, and I’ve had so insights regarding these points..."

The discussion started out calmly and harmoniously.

But when others’ lines of thought aligned or clashed with one’s own, passionate questions inevitably arose.

And even argunts.

Eventually, even Izparut was drawn into the fray.

Iz: "Jie Zhu, what is this ’Source Material Origin Theory’? Are you trying to say my Root Magic is wrong?"

Jie Zhu: "Heh, the source material you’ve analyzed isn’t source material in the truest sense. True source material cannot be deconstructed."

"Then your ’Shared Origin Theory’ is also full of flaws! What if the Magic I construct has its own unique signature, like Root Magic? How would you prove then that my Magic and yours share the sa origin!"

The discussion gradually devolved into a shouting match.

After arguing, they would each suppress their frustrations and move on to discuss the next viewpoint on the Root Source.

Once the few Root Mages began their discussion, they beca completely engrossed.

By the ti they had digested everything and their inspiration had run dry,

they realized four days had passed.

’Co to think of it, we haven’t eaten anything in four days besides that one cup of coffee...’

And they hadn’t slept a wink.

Erging from this state, Lu Cang felt physically drained and ntally exhausted. Only the knowledge remained, every detail of the eting still vivid in his mind.

SWISH—

With a casual wave of his hand, Lu Cang conjured so at and water onto the table.

"Anyway... let’s all get sothing to eat."

...

The discussion finally ended. It was now November 16th.

When he got ho, he skipped showering and even the massage.

He just collapsed onto his bed and slept like the dead.

The next morning, he sat up in bed.

’No wonder... they told to take the next few days off.’

However, this discussion had truly provided him with many new ideas.

Lu Cang felt that he had finally pried open a tiny crack in the door to his second Root Magic.

’And then... on the 20th, I have to go to the White Tower for the assessnt.’