All My Professions Have Divine-Level Talents Chapter 230 - 151: White Tower Assessment (2)

"On the 25th, Iz and the others will be heading to the Valley of the Deep Fall."

’I still need to keep a close eye on the Death Church’s Ritual on December 1st.’

Although we’ve already dealt them a heavy blow, wiping out many of their strongholds and saving a good number of "sacrificial offerings," their plan should have been thwarted.

But I can’t let my guard down on this. When it cos to Pure White, the key to the final Sacrifice, it’s impossible to be too careful.

’But that’s none of my business anymore.’

「Cang Hall — Basent」

Lu Cang had modified the basent, plastering it with Perception Restrictions.

No one but him could probe this area.

The basent was covered in carved Ritual Arrays, with various corpses piled up.

Lu Cang usually spent his ti in the basent killing ants and harvesting their souls.

He also experinted here with various Special Rituals learned from the Forbidden Book.

Of course, Lu Cang wouldn’t carelessly draw the kind of Rituals that could bring about a major disaster here.

"URGH—"

Seeing Lu Cang, a few humanoid corpses charged at him.

Lu Cang casually flung a few Fireballs.

He sent them flying.

’Sigh... How did anyone even co up with this kind of Dharma Gate?’

After advancing, a Death Priest gains the Corpse Soul Revival Ritual. By injecting a soul into a corpse, you can bring it back to life, and it will retain part of its combat power from when it was alive.

However, it never ntioned that they would be controllable.

Upon trying it out,

he discovered that, as expected, they weren’t.

The revived corpses couldn’t distinguish between friend and foe.

’Good thing I didn’t revive a Subrged Land Level Demon’s corpse directly in Kernoya, or I’d have beco a sinner for the ages.’

’The Death Priest’s Rituals really are sinister.’

If he had to na a use for it, Lu Cang could think of one: activate the corpse of a Subrged Land Level Demon and then imdiately get the hell out.

Lu Cang could even picture the classic villain trope: activate the Demon King, leave behind a trail of "HA HA HA," and then vanish.

Leaving a few protagonists who can’t run away to stupidly fight the boss.

Lu Cang sat down at a desk.

Scrolls, Potions, Hidden Weapons, a Portable Ritual Array Map...

For the Potions, Lu Cang hadn’t commissioned the royal Level 5 Alchemist.

Instead, he had found another Level 5 Alchemist in Kernoya and asked him to concoct a poison using the Poison Sac and Curse Eye of a Tier Six Subrged Land Level Demon.

This poison would have a potent Effect even on Tier Six Demons and Level 6 Reincarnators.

[Mutated Curse Potion]

A faint barrier appeared around Lu Cang’s body, and Qi flowed across his skin.

He opened the bottle cap.

"Fogging Skill (Tier Two)."

The Potion inside the entire bottle instantly atomized, turning into purple misty particles that filled the entire Space.

Lu Cang then casually exerted Control.

The countless misty particles condensed back into a pool of liquid.

"Color Transparency Technique (Tier Two)."

The dark purple liquid turned colorless.

’Hm... I wonder if I’ll ever need to use this.’

Lu Cang then looked at the several Weapons laid out on the side of the table.

"Breaking Protection Pestle," "Demon-Breaking Dagger," "Poisoned Dagger"...

Lu Cang picked up a Weapon at random, practicing the Combat Skills he had learned to familiarize himself with the feel of each one.

He flipped through the Forbidden Book, tinkering with its forbidden knowledge...

「Soon, it was November 20th.」

More than half the month had passed uneventfully.

Today, Lu Cang finally ascended the White Tower.

Entry into the White Tower was strictly forbidden without a permit.

Only Scholars recognized by the White Tower were qualified to enter.

And how did one get this recognition?

Through the White Tower’s biannual knowledge test.

The test was extrely broad, covering Demons, geography, Magic, Mathematics, life, Death, Combat Skills, biology, riddles, plants, the Ocean, Rituals, the soul, Stars, Moon Phases...

Examinees could choose to be tested in any field they felt they excelled in.

Furthermore, there were no backdoors into the White Tower.

No matter who you were, you had to pass the test to enter.

The White Tower did not open its doors for the ignorant.

And for those with sufficiently profound knowledge, passing the test should not be an issue.

The White Tower treated everyone equally.

In short... that was how it was. And so, on November 20th, Lu Cang had to take the White Tower’s test along with a vast sea of other scholars.

The colossal white tower stood majestically.

Without a single speck of dirt, it symbolized the flawless purity of knowledge.

Initially, the White Tower was called the Scholar’s Spire and only admitted Scholars.

But later, it was decided in a eting that Reincarnators of non-Scholar Professions also possessed profound knowledge, so with a degree of expertise far exceeding that of ordinary Scholars.

They deserved to be mbers of the White Tower.

Thus, it began to widely recruit talented individuals from non-Scholar Professions.

The Scholar’s Spire was also officially renad the White Tower.

The existence of the White Tower made a huge contribution to the theoretical progress of the entire world.

Lu Cang did not change his appearance; he entered the tower with his original face.

There was little point in hiding here.

Besides, he would have to reveal his true face later anyway. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be trouble if the examinee didn’t match the person receiving the qualification?

On the contrary, it was better if people didn’t know about his face-altering Flesh Magic.

The first floor of the White Tower was encircled by many doors.

Each door corresponded to a test for a different subject.

Lu Cang swept his Perception across the area, intending to take the Magic test.

But suddenly, his Perception picked up an incongruous figure.

’A child?’

Here, there was actually a little girl around his age, half a head shorter than him.

’At this age, she can’t be a Reincarnator, can she?’

’But I haven’t heard Kumironi ntion performing the rite for anyone else recently.’