In comparison,
the Violet Witch, who was more familiar with Levi, was much quieter.
She reminisced about the first ti she t Levi, and could only feel that Levi’s journey to today was truly inconceivable.
Another witch, clad in a kimono-styled wizard robe with black hair akin to sakura, felt her chest heave with emotion.
"Is this his world?"
Extre Path Palace.
Levi, looking down at the witches below, spoke earnestly,
"I presu all of you already know what kind of organization this is, so I’ll skip the pleasantries. I hope you will all treat the Tower of Dawn as your new ho and truly care for it. In turn, the Tower of Dawn will provide you a haven in these turbulent tis."
The witches sensed Levi’s aura, far surpassing Fifth-Circle Perfection.
At that mont, they even felt that they were in the presence of a real primordial soul!
The Flower Knight stood in the corner, arms crossed and looking relaxed.
After taking their oaths, Levi said,
"Next, the Tower Master of the Tower of Dawn will assign you all suitable positions based on your areas of expertise."
Before long,
the Holy Infant arrived, gliding in a blaze of fire.
His red hair cascaded over his shoulders, his features as delicate as those of the elves.
Inside the Extre Path Palace, a wave of gasps rippled through the air, warming the great hall slightly.
The voluptuous Pogranate Witch exclaid,
"Our Tower Master is the Master Fire Dragon? Lord Irena, you didn’t tell us that."
Irena smiled,
"It’s a surprise."
The demure and attractive Molly Witch said in a soft voice,
"The star of tomorrow, ranked first in the ancient tower ranking, is actually our direct superior, that’s fantastic!"
The other witches also secretly rejoiced, their gazes towards the Holy Infant were different from those towards Levi.
Looking at Levi, there was only admiration and respect, but gazing at the Holy Infant, they showed a hint of longing.
After all, though Levi was strong, he lacked fa and was not considered an idol.
Even if Levi was a primordial soul wizard, their hearts would not flutter.
But the Holy Infant was different.
The Master Fire Dragon was their idol, cultivated step by step during the activation period of the ancient tower.
Now, in the Wizard World, his fa surpassed the ordinary primordial soul.
With such a filter, Ace seed even more imposing.
The Jasmine Witch, shaking with excitent, chuckled,
"With the Master Fire Dragon as the Tower Master, we will certainly treat this place as our own ho."
"Yes, yes, I would die before leaving the Tower of Dawn."
The witches approached, volunteering for the Holy Infant to assign them tasks.
Pushed by the crowd, the Holy Infant left the Extre Path Palace.
Inside the palace.
The Flower Knight shrugged helplessly,
"Girls are just enthusiastic like that;
don’t let Ace take it the wrong way."
Levi laughed,
"Not at all. Things at the Tower of Dawn are about to get lively."
That evening,
to welco this group of witches, the Tower of Dawn held a lively reception and a networking event for organizations from the Ancient Saint plane.
The n from the other three organizations, hearing about the arrival of a group of talented and beautiful witches, rushed over like wild wolves catching a scent.
However, these witches were all at least Third-Circle Wizards.
Most knights dared only to watch from afar, not daring to flirt.
The 18 Twilight Cavalry were sowhat better;
Levi had brought these witches in also considering resolving the widespread singleness among the male knights in the future.
Among the Eighteen Riders, there were only four female knights, creating a severe imbalance.
After the networking event,
Levi once again began to cultivate in seclusion.
...
Ti is irrelevant in cultivation.
In a blink of an eye, three years had passed.
It was the year 1280 of the Holy Brilliance Calendar, the Month of Wheatfield, and Dragon King Li was 290 years old.
It had been fifty years since the end of the Dark Ancient Tower.
On his lonely birthday, Levi couldn’t help reflecting on his life, recalling his past starting from Black Water Valley.
In the past three years, Mana had completely refined 8 golden leaves, and Levi had assimilated all of them.
This increased his spiritual force by 30 points and his maximum spiritual force by 40 points.
His spiritual force had reached 1705 points, not too far from the current maximum of 1740 points. Another five or six years of cultivation would suffice for perfection.
Thus, all the golden leaves, the Truth Oddities,
except for the duplicates, only the Cry of the Cicada remained unrefined.
This oddity was prepared for the Holy Infant, not necessarily needed, but kept just in case.
Levi’s maximum soul had also reached 42 channels, quite a fast pace.
After decades of cultivation, his seventh talent, Golden Dragon Break, eventually reached the thirteen-stage limit.
Even after reaching the maximum, the control distance of the Athyst Light Sword remained at a thousand miles, with no change.
However, the power of the Athyst Light Sword had reached its peak.
In his Primordial Spirit Form, Levi, fully charged, with a single strike, was powerful enough to shatter the outer frost armor of a Dragon Ant and pierce its shell.
Regrettably, Levi’s solitary cultivation ant no enemies to test his sword against.
His eighth talent, Shadow Dragon Group, also reached level 12, and as the proficiency increased, the shadow’s strength improved slightly as well. Levi took the ti to train the shadows in combined attacks, striving to create a well-trained "Black Shadow Army."
Additionally,
Levi’s Strength Rune first reached level 12, with a strength increase of 110%. The power of the Horned Bull Star Soul’s Righteous Charge had beco even more terrifying;
even God Nick’s Chaos Shield could be shattered, which speaks volus.
And the Lovers Rune, which brought Levi countless gains, had finally broken through level 8, with a luck increase of 70%. The harder one works, the luckier one gets—it’s as simple as that.
The Moon Rune was the slowest to cultivate, still at level 4, quite a distance from level 5, but a 30% increase was already sufficient.
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