On a whim, Ashu went on to test the seal across all kinds of daily situations.
Until the next morning's sun rose.
As the surrounding Magical Essence turbulence gradually subsided, Anna effortlessly ascended to the rank of Archmage.
She was already on her second lifetime, and was merely retracing her previous path.
With such a foundation, there was no danger of anything like what happened to Ashu—when his Magical Essence went berserk and surged through his veins. Her breakthrough came naturally, without any bottleneck.
To celebrate her advancement, Ashu applied the essence he'd been saving up all day and night… in the form of a "facial mask."
Vivita, seeing this, naturally wanted the same treatment.
But just then—
An elderly Theologian with white hair and a long white beard walked into Goth Manor. He wore the bishop's robes of the Holy Cultivator Guild and had clearly come seeking lodging.
