Sorcerer’s Handbook

The faded dream secret toxin is quite similar to the Rainbow Tail secret toxin, with its most significant effect being the transformation of spellforce. Although Ashe and his companions haven't gathered any colorless spellforce, they can convert silver spellforce, golden spellforce, and Rainbow spellforce into Primary Color spellforce whenever they wish.

The question that puzzles them now is-what exactly is Primary Color spellforce? How does it differ from colorless spellforce?

"Colorless spellforce isn't truly colorless."

In such situations, it's naturally Sonya, the diligent student, who takes the lead: "True colorless virtual wings don't exist in this world. It's just that the legendary sorcerer's legendary virtual wings initially have such a faint color that they're referred to as colorless."

"In reality, legendary virtual wings are far from colorless; they're actually multicolored, and each legendary sorcerer's wings are unique. Professor Sister told me that when sorcerers reach Ruby Mountain, they no longer gather generic spellforce but instead gather spellforce in different colors based on the spellcasting they specialize in."

"For instance, a Fire sorcerer's legendary virtual wings might be composed of flame-colored spellforce. When driving fire spell spirits, flame-colored spellforce not only consumes less but can also unleash several times, even tenfold, the power. However, as a trade-off, using flame-colored spellforce to drive other spirits will greatly increase consumption without any enhancement."

"However, legendary sorcerers generally don't gather pure color virtual wings." Sonya shrugged: "I don't know the exact ratio, but it's likely a Composite Color, mixing multiple Spellcasting Sects to amplify the majority of spirits they commonly use."

"As for this Primary Color spellforce…"

Sonya closed her eyes and suddenly drew her long sword, swinging it toward the ground from afar!

The Foxling let out a howl, gazing at everyone with wide eyes, as if asking, 'Why are you plowing the obedient earth?'

"Greatly enhancing the effect of swordsmanship spirits and reducing spellforce consumption," Sonya explained. "This Primary Color spellforce is the pure color spellforce of our main spellcasting, like how I would gather sword color."

Vesser pondered, "In that case, this secret toxin might have some drawbacks for us. Normally, we would gather Composite Color virtual wings, but now we're forced onto the path of pure color."

Deya, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't resist speaking up, "Do you know how long it takes to dye legendary virtual wings?"

"Huh?"

"Legendary virtual wings are called colorless for another reason-they remain without color for a long time, requiring the sorcerer to gradually adjust and infuse spellcasting to dye them." Unlike Sonya, who had heard bits and pieces, Deya, having learned the details from the Gospel Book, naturally knew more, "This process usually takes three to five years. Before that, using colorless spellforce to drive Four-winged Spirits not only lacks amplification but also increases spellforce consumption."

"And pure color spellforce is more precious than Composite Color."

Deya stated earnestly, "Whether in battle or production, pure color represents a higher casting limit. Compared to the casting endurance provided by Composite Color, the casting limit is evidently more significant for sorcerers."

There was one more thing Deya didn't mention: for a legendary sorcerer to obtain Pure Color virtual wings is far more challenging than Composite Color. If it takes three to five years to dye Composite Color, then Pure Color requires at least ten years to gradually filter out the impurities that were previously infused.

Nevertheless, the information from the Witch was enough to make Ashe and the others understand the superiority of Pure Color spellforce. Most sorcerers don't have much need for casting endurance. Even if they encounter a prolonged battle, they can always retreat if necessary. After all, with a Sanctuary, escaping isn't an issue.

Increasing the casting limit means more possibilities. Wounds that couldn't be healed before can now be treated, attacks that couldn't be blocked can now be withstood for a moment, providing a chance to flip the bird…

After some testing, Ashe and the sword Princess naturally had Swordsmanship Steel Color, Deya had Time Gold, and Vesser had Truth Green.

Having taken stock of their gains, they turned to the Foxling.

Ashe pondered for a moment and asked, "Wakey, what do you think Wishflux Celestium can offer us?"

"Huh?" The Foxling blinked with wide, confused eyes. "It can… offer you a place to sleep? It's so big here, you can sleep anywhere you like!"

In other words, apart from the resources from the Wishing Pool, they couldn't gain much from Wishflux Celestium… Ashe looked into the distance, curious, and asked, "What's outside Celestium? The fifth layer of the Virtual Realm? The sixth?"

However, the Foxling shook its head. "Celestium doesn't have an outside."

Sonya said, "But Celestium is only so big; there must be walls, right? Beyond the walls is the outside, isn't it?"

"There are no walls." The Foxling paused. "If you keep walking forward, you'll end up back at the Wishing Pool."

Everyone, being versed in the Spatial Sect, naturally understood that the Foxling meant the space here is like a connected sphere. Ashe asked again, "What about the sky and the ground? If we keep flying up or digging down…"

The Foxling hopped on its toes. "If you fly high enough, you won't get any higher. As for digging, you can dig very deep, and there are plenty of resources underground, but the deeper you go, the more you can dig!"

"Can you send us out of Celestium?"

Suddenly, the Foxling's eyes welled up with tears, and it clung to Ashe's leg like an octopus, refusing to let go. "Master, don't abandon me! I'm very obedient! I'll eat less and work more, and I won't cause any trouble for you!"

In truth, Ashe and the others were simply curious about what lay beyond Celestium, but it was clear the Foxling couldn't fulfill that wish.

However, the Foxling's words reminded them of a very important and even terrifying matter: "Wakey, what do you eat?"

"Dreamwake, of course, eats dreams." The Foxling sniffled, gesturing. "They float around, with blue wings and red bodies, and they sprinkle lots of light…"

The Foxling described for a while before Vesser made the connection. "Your food is the Into Dreams spirit?"

The Specter Handbook describes the Into Dreams spirit as butterflies with blue wings and red bodies!

"Yes, yes." The Foxling couldn't help but bite its fingers, almost drooling. "They're crispy, sweet, and smooth, so delicious. The more wings they have, the better they taste."

Ashe and the others exchanged glances, not particularly surprised. After all, Dreamwake deities were known to be the nemesis of all Dream Spirits, so it made sense that their food source would be the foundational Dream Spirits-Into Dreams.

But where could they possibly find Into Dreams for the Foxling?

The concept of Into Dreams had just been used up, and the Dreaming Celestium was now gone. Unless they stumbled upon some in places like Miracle Wonderland, they couldn't think of any other way to obtain them.

"However, you were quite tasty just now," the Foxling added.

"What?" Ashe quickly checked his soul. "What did you eat just now?"

"Dreams," the Foxling replied. "You all slept for a day. It wasn't a lot, but it was quite delicious!"

Everyone suddenly understood-besides Into Dreams, the Foxling could also survive by consuming human dreams!

Though they weren't sure how to find people for the Foxling to feed on dreams, it was certainly easier than the elusive Into Dreams. Plus, the Foxling wasn't hungry at the moment, so it wasn't an urgent issue. They all breathed a sigh of relief.

But the ultimate question remained-how would they leave?

"This place can open the Gate of Truth," Vesser quickly pointed out. "And it's connected to our physical bodies in reality, not Ruby Mountain."

"So we can return to reality and re-enter the Virtual Realm to reach Ruby Mountain," Ashe said. "But how do we return to the Celestium… Oh, the Heart of Wishes Command!"

They had been transported here by finding the Heart of Wishes Command, so couldn't they just repeat the process next time?

However, the Foxling poured cold water on their hopes: "Masters, if you want to teleport directly inside the Celestium, you'll need to use up a Heart of Wishes."

Ashe was taken aback. "How many Hearts of Wishes do we have left?"

"132," the Foxling counted on its fingers. "After deducting the monthly divine intervention costs, we can save one each month."

Darn it!

Unless they stayed in the Celestium permanently, visiting even weekly would be a stretch!

Even though they had nothing specific to do in the Celestium, the idea of being able to pop in anytime versus having a limited number of visits felt completely different! Like having unlimited internet data versus a 100 MB cap, or an unlimited gym membership versus a limited one!

As they reevaluated the value of the Celestium, Vesser suddenly asked, "Can we teleport in from reality too?"

"Yes," the Foxling thought for a moment. "As long as you touch the Heart of Wishes Command."

Before the Sword Princess Witch could speak, Ashe interjected, "Should I teleport in to eat Wakey?"

The Foxling looked horrified, as if saying, 'Why eat such a cute Dreamwake?'

The Sword Princess Witch fell silent.

Indeed, there was nothing to eat here, let alone for Ashe. Unless he cultivated the Physical Sect to the point of eating dirt for sustenance, he wouldn't survive in the Wishflux Celestium.

Of course, Ashe could teleport into the Wishflux Celestium and then head elsewhere, but the problem remained-how would he reach other Kingdoms?

Forget reaching other Kingdoms; once his physical body entered the Celestium, he wouldn't even know how to get out!

"Let it be you to keep it," Vesser handed the Heart of Wishes Command to Ashe. Sonya and Deya both agreed, and Ashe didn't hesitate. Despite its many flaws, the Wishflux Celestium was indeed the best escape route. If they ever faced life-threatening danger, retreating into the Celestium and waiting for the sword Princess Witch to feed them wasn't a bad option.

As Ashe took the Heart of Wishes Command, he suddenly gazed at Vesser. Vesser blinked, "What's wrong?"

Ashe said, "The Blank Concept."

Vesser was taken aback and shook her head, "I don't feel the Blank Concept."

It was then that the sword Princess Witch realized-right, what about the most important Blank Concept? They initially wanted to obtain the Blank Concept so Ashe could time travel across Kingdoms!

"But you were the one who picked up the Heart of Wishes. If there really is a Blank Concept, then its recognized owner should be you," Ashe said. "Perhaps it has already heard your wish… Vesser, do you have any wishes?"

"I…"

Vesser opened her mouth slightly, then gave a small apologetic smile, "I have too many wishes."

However, the Blank Concept was always a lottery-like hope, and given their current abundant gains, missing out on it wasn't too painful. So they didn't dwell on it much. After agreeing to rest the next day and resume exploring Ruby Mountain the day after, Ashe opened the "virtual realm exploration" module and selected "end exploration."

Thirty seconds later, their consciousness reconnected with their bodies, beginning their return to reality.

But unlike returning from the Virtual Realm to reality, this time they seemed to encounter some resistance. They felt as if they were swimming deep underwater, their speed slightly slowed…

In the distant darkness, Ashe and the others seemed to sense a grayish path appearing before them, with dozens of branching routes. They had a strong awareness that if they stepped onto it, they would be utterly lost!

Divine Intervention: The Lost Path.

At the same time, a blood-red mist drifted from behind. This mist coalesced into the shape of dog teeth, looking grotesque and disgusting. Just being aware of its existence made them feel as if a chunk of their flesh had been bitten off!

Divine Intervention: The Fanged Mist.

In the end, the Divine Sovereign was not willing to concede defeat, allowing these mere mortal sorcerers to inherit the Wishflux Celestium. Instead, they lay in ambush on their path back to reality! These divine interventions wouldn't take their lives but would certainly control them!

Yet Ashe and the others could do nothing! Let alone resist, even thinking was incredibly difficult at this moment!

Caught between illusion and reality, this was the most perilous time for a sorcerer!

They could only watch helplessly as the divine interventions descended, paying the price for their unworthy gains-

"Huh?"

"Isn't it almost dead…?"

"Interesting."

"You dare-"

Rustling sounds reached the ears of Ashe and the others, and then they saw the gray path and blood mist suddenly sprout with dark green grass! These grasses, though wilted, stubbornly absorbed the energy of the two divine interventions. As they grew rapidly, the divine interventions quickly diminished!

The gray path disintegrated, and the blood mist dissolved!

Divine Intervention: The Death Calculating Grass!

Just as they were about to escape unscathed, someone seemed unwilling to let it go, causing the blood mist to swell and transform into a giant dog tooth, viciously biting Ashe and the others!

It felt just like being bitten by a dog, with excruciating pain spreading throughout their bodies!

Ashe suddenly sat up, gasping for air as if he had just awoken from a Nightmare. But the numbness in his right hand reminded him that everything that happened in the deep darkness was all too real.

Two shameless Divine Sovereigns had attacked them! Yet, inexplicably, one of them had intervened to help them out once. It was surprising to find such a benevolent Divine Sovereign in the sorcerer world, where materialism and indifference prevailed.

However, Ashe and his companions hadn't escaped unscathed; their souls had suffered severe damage, and it was uncertain how long it would take to recover.

Suddenly, a warm towel gently wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead. Ashe looked up to find Raven sitting by his bedside.

Before he could ask, Raven's distorted voice spoke first, "You've been asleep for three days and two nights."

Ashe couldn't help but feel as if he had been transported to another world; though it was only three days and two nights, it felt like thirty chapters of a grand narrative had passed.

"Thank you for taking care of me."

"How do you know I've been taking care of you all this time? Maybe I just got here."

"But my pants wouldn't change themselves, would they?"

"Couldn't they have-"

"No," Ashe chuckled. "I bet Igor asked you to. Harvey might be good at guarding my life, but if Igor entrusted him with my care, he'd treat me like a corpse… If there was no one else, Igor would probably watch over me himself, but with you here, he obviously trusts you enough to leave me in your care. He really believes in you."

"Talking up his virtues won't work on me," Raven replied.

Ashe shrugged. "Could you call Igor over?"

"When you woke up, I already notified him, but he's outside now, so it'll take a while for him to come back," Raven said. "Is the person you trust most the Con Artist?"

"No, this time I want to show off something to him," Ashe said mysteriously. "I now possess the ability he's been longing for!"

Raven asked curiously, "What ability?"

"The ability to make people believe whatever I say!" Ashe exclaimed excitedly. "Isn't it amazing? I can't wait to see Igor's jealous expression!"

When Ashe saw the effect of the Bard's Words, his first thought was of Igor! If Igor had this blessing, it would be a game-changer! But it fell into my hands, and this, my friend, is what you call top-tier stationery with a slacker.

"Impressive," Raven said. "But it doesn't mean much for you."

"What?" Ashe asked curiously. "Is it because I don't lie much?"

"It's because you already have that ability."

Raven suddenly turned to look at the door. "He's back, that was quick."

However, it took a full ten seconds before the door was pushed open. The Con Artist walked into the room with an air of calm, his appearance immaculate. He glanced at Ashe and said to Raven with a calm demeanor, "Don't call me back for nothing; if there's something, just call Harvey to handle the corpse, understand?"

"Igor."

Ashe said weakly, "I'm dying."

Igor paused, closed his eyes in silence for a moment, then slowly opened them, his words sharp as icy blades: "If you want to lie to a Con Artist, I'll make sure you die in a spectacular fashion."

Ashe turned to Raven, looking puzzled. "Why do I feel like this ability isn't as useful as I thought…"

Raven silently regarded him for a while before slowly speaking:

"Did you just lie?"