Chapter 807 The Effect of the Rhythm of the Ocean <TOC> Chapter 809 The Revelation Continent
Translator: SumTLMan
As Jiebo’s eyes glowed with a palpable sense of anticipation, Florence calmly inquired, “Are you confident you can keep him here?”
Even in the distant realm of the Song of the Deep Sea, despite possessing a water clone, Florence could only patrol minimally. Hence, if a battle was to ensue with Angel, Jiebo would have to rely solely on himself.
Jiebo hesitated, “I’m not sure.”
Florence responded, “You won’t be able to hold him back. From the intelligence I’ve gathered, not only has that seabird comprehended the Gravity Lines, but Angel has too. If he’s set on escaping, even a wizard might not be able to catch up.”
Pausing for a moment, Florence continued, “There’s no necessity to offend him to death now. You could attempt to approach him in a normal manner, to acquire that alchemical creation. Of course, if you find an opportunity to snatch it, you’re free to decide.”
Jiebo furrowed his brows, “So, you’re suggesting that I should continue following Angel?”
Jiebo wanted to explain again that Angel wasn’t the one who stole the Mysterious Object, but before he could speak, Florence interjected, “The incident on Silver Palm Island hasn’t completely concluded. Imagan has learned about our intentions – to thoroughly purge their extraterrestrial kin through the Mysterious Object. They’re currently unyieldingly causing trouble for us. If you return, you’d just be walking into the line of fire, and there’s even a possibility that you might be…”
Florence didn’t finish his sentence, but Jiebo understood his implications. The faction led by Imagan would prefer him dead since his unique constitution held great potential for advancing into true knowledge. Once their mentor-student powers combined, it would be enough to shake their faction. Hence, they wouldn’t hesitate to exterminate the “different child”.
“But even if I don’t return to the Song of the Deep Sea, I could choose any place to conduct my research, or even travel across the other worlds. That would be more useful than following Angel,” Jiebo argued logically.
“Really?” Florence glanced at him, “You’ve already broken through your bottleneck, saving at least two to three years of effort. Are you sure following Angel is of no use?”
Jiebo was stunned, stuttering for a while, unable to find any words to refute because the truth was indeed as such.
“Do you know where Angel is planning to go next?” Florence asked.
Jiebo answered, “He accepted a Guide Mission, so if nothing goes wrong, he’ll probably go to the Revelation Continent in search of the talented. As for his ultimate goal, I learned from the Rat Ant Underground Society that he seems to be planning to return to his homeland.”
Florence pondered for a moment, “How about this, if you really don’t want to follow Angel, you can stay on the Revelation Continent once you get there, or even go to a few of the nearby human continents. But be cautious, it’s best to stay near the coastline. I’m not sure if Imagan and his people will ask others to deal with you.”
Just as Angel possesses the Gravity Lines and Jiebo may not be able to hold him back, the same applies vice versa. If Jiebo were within the vast expanse of the sea, Angel would certainly not be able to restrain him. In some sense, the entire sea could act as Jiebo’s shield.
If Imagan truly sent people to deal with Jiebo covertly, his safety would be most assured near the coastline.
Upon hearing Florence’s words, Jiebo’s eyes sparkled with intrigue. Although trailing behind Angel had its perks, he preferred a life unfettered, where he was free to roam. Living alone in the Revelation Continent seemed far more appealing than constantly trailing after Angel’s shadow.
“I understand.” Jiebo nodded, and once he had found his desired answer, he steered the conversation back towards the alchemical item crafted by Angel. “Mentor, what exactly does that alchemical item do?”
Florence shook his head. “I’m not entirely sure. Judging by the conversation with the mermaid, it might enhance one’s affinity with water. But beyond that, it must surely have other effects on wizards who are attuned to the ocean. The peculiar fluctuation I sensed earlier was likely due to the sigh we heard.”
“Unless there were any surprises, that sigh was the tangible manifestation of the will of the sea. Any alchemical item imbued with a will is a rare gem and likely to achieve a strategic level. If we could acquire it, it would greatly enhance our school of magic.”
Jiebo: “If we can’t snatch it, how can we negotiate a trade with him? He’s not likely to part with it easily, right? Moreover, if I directly approach him expressing interest in purchasing it, he’ll know I’ve been tracking him.”
Florence replied nonchalantly, “Actually, the method is quite simple, we just need to stir the waters.”
“Stir the waters?”
“Recently, due to Angel’s music box selling for an astronomical price, it caused quite a stir in the Wizarding World of the Southern Region. However, with the anomalies occurring everywhere, his popularity is gradually waning. We could add fuel to the fire, reignite his popularity.”
Jiebo contemplated, “You mean…”
“Send the images you’ve recorded to some magazine offices in the Southern Region. Once the news breaks, everyone will know that Angel is crafting here. Once the waters are muddied, you can approach him openly.”
Jiebo: “But doing so, wouldn’t others also be interested in purchasing it?”
“High-rank alchemical items aren’t affordable for everyone. Also, they wouldn’t know the effects of Angel’s newly crafted item in such a short time.”
Jiebo agreed that this plan seemed feasible. However, he was also slightly worried, would Angel be willing to sell?
Florence didn’t seem to care about this issue, “Everything has a price, it’s just a matter of whether your offer is enticing enough. Also, there aren’t many ocean wizards in the Savage Grottoes, so an alchemical item useful for ocean wizards wouldn’t be of much use to him. I believe, if the price is right, he won’t refuse.”
Finalizing the plan, Jiebo decided to continue following. According to the plan, he wouldn’t be able to act alone in a short time and had to stick with Angel. Because he had to express his intention to purchase before Angel returned to the Old Land Continent. Once Angel returned to the Old Land Continent and informed others about the effects of that piece of work, potential competitors might increase. Consequently, not only would the price rise, but the opportunity to acquire the item might also be lost.
As Jiebo left to keep following Angel, Florence’s water clone slowly disappeared into the depths.
The sea returned to tranquility, leaving only a bubble carrying the recorded images, cutting through the boundless ocean, setting off towards the Old Land Continent.
What kind of impact this bubble would bring to the Wizarding World of the Southern Region, at present, no one could tell.
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Two nights later, Angel stepped out of the illusion of the Rhythm of the Ocean.
He tried the illusion of the Rhythm of the Ocean many times over these two days. Just like his experience in the Vision Space, he perished many times. However, during the most recent attempt, he was extremely lucky. Almost as soon as he entered the illusion, he found himself right next to the Goddess of the Sea.
Upon leaving the illusion, Angel’s expression was still marked with awe. He had never imagined that the Goddess of the Sea he had crafted could possess such divine qualities. The sense of grandeur and sanctity still lingered in his heart.
However, when Angel tried to recall the face of the Goddess of the Sea, his memory suddenly faltered.
It should be an extremely beautiful face, but he couldn’t remember it. All other memories remained, but no matter how he tried to recall the Goddess’s face, it was only a vague image.
“Perhaps it’s because the face of a god should not be looked upon lightly?” Angel conjectured with interest, recording his speculations in his notes.
Although these effects were created by Angel, he was not very clear about the situation at that time. Hence, he was now dissecting it bit by bit, hoping to unravel the mystery of the Rhythm of the Ocean as soon as possible. Even if he could not replicate it, he wanted to understand it better.
While Angel was taking notes, Drew stumbled out of the illusion. Every time Angel activated the Rhythm of the Ocean, the effect encompassed Drew. It was like laying the foundation for him in advance, a reward for his diligent work steering the ship.
However, Drew didn’t see it that way.
His face still held a trace of bewilderment, and after a long while, he said bitterly, “I died again.”
“That’s normal. You’ll get used to it after dying a lot,” Angel said nonchalantly. Including his experiences in the Vision Space, he had already met his end over a hundred times.
Drew’s expression was clouded with gloom, and he muttered in a low voice, “After dying so much, my fragile heart can’t take it anymore. Lord Pat, could you please exclude me from your experiments next time?”
Angel cast a meaningful glance at Drew, “You say that now, but I’m sure you’ll regret it in the future.”
“I absolutely won’t regret it!” Drew declared resolutely.
A smile graced Angel’s lips, accompanied by a nod that indicated his agreement with Drew’s request.
For the duration of the following day, Angel activated the Rhythm of the Ocean, shrouding only himself within its sway. By the time he had roughly grasped the general effects of this alchemical illusion, it was already the night of the second day.
Just as he prepared to document some data regarding the “amplification of water-affinity” in his notes, he saw Drew, his face sheepish, cautiously proposing, “Lord Pat, could you include me the next time you initiate the illusion?”
Angel arched a brow, “Why, you’ve suddenly changed your attitude after a day’s absence. Why is that?”
Scratching his head awkwardly, Drew extended his hands, and after a great exertion, a thin mist began to curl around his fingers.
With joy lighting up his face at the sight of this mist, Drew exclaimed, “I feel as though I’ve suddenly developed a deeper understanding of water. Sir, this effect must be due to the illusion created by the Rhythm of the Ocean, correct?”
Angel nodded, a hint of surprise visible in his eyes.
He had expected Drew to regret his decision only after entering the Savage Grottoes, not capitulate so soon. More importantly, Drew, a talent user who had only half-learned the guiding methods and hadn’t even crossed the threshold of an apprentice, was now capable of manipulating water elements simply?
Judging by the speed of his comprehension, he was even faster than Angel.
“Intriguing,” Angel mused, “It seems that the effect of water amplification varies depending on the talent.”
He documented this hypothesis in his notes.
While Angel was busily jotting down his observations, Drew was gazing at him with pleading eyes. After witnessing such explicit benefits, how could he not appreciate the virtues of the Rhythm of the Ocean? Now he regretted his righteous words from the day before; if he had left a bit of room for compromise, he wouldn’t have had to contradict himself and face the embarrassment of being proven wrong.
Once Angel finished his documentation, he addressed Drew, “My initial testing of the Rhythm of the Ocean has temporarily concluded. Henceforth, I will proceed with caution whenever I initiate the illusion. Unless otherwise necessary, I will not be activating the illusion anytime soon.”
With that said, Angel narrowed his eyes and retracted the Rhythm of the Ocean back into his bracelet.
Drew wore a crestfallen expression, but his feelings were clear without need for words.
Angel’s statement wasn’t designed merely to frustrate Drew; the basic testing of the Rhythm of the Ocean had indeed been completed, and it was now time for specific experimentation.
For instance, an experiment to determine the speed of cross-disciplinary water manipulation.
Chapter 807 The Effect of the Rhythm of the Ocean <TOC> Chapter 809 The Revelation Continent