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  A Sorcerer's Journey

  Author : Flying White Egrets

  Translator : John Cui

  Editor : Zayn

  Copyright owned by China Literature

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  Table of Contents

  Chapter51 Passive Evolution

  Chapter52 The Water Tower

  Chapter53 The Water Tower II

  Chapter54 The Sorcerer Tower

  Chapter55 Lymph

  Chapter56 Second Stage Evolution

  Chapter57 Sytematic

  Chapter58 Ancient Memory

  Chapter59 The Glenn Dissimilation Sorcery

  Chapter60 The Glenn Secret Tri-Sorcery

  Chapter61 The Demon-Hunting Mission

  Chapter62 Hunting Down

  Chapter63 Stray Knights

  Chapter64 A Black Sorcerer

  Chapter65 Weirdness

  Chapter66 The Devil Lord

  Chapter67 A Hoax

  Chapter68 The Legal Enforcement Team

  Chapter69 The Purple Key

  Chapter70 The Repulsive and Gravitational Forces Sorcery

  Chapter71 The Guardian

  Chapter72 Declaring War

  Chapter73 The Final Preparation

  Chapter74 Evil Eye Kasmira

  Chapter75 The Traces of Stigmata Valley

  Chapter76 Bright Sorcerer and Dark Sorcerer

  Chapter77 "The Seamen Group"

  Chapter78 The Mad Woman

  Chapter79 True Pride

  Chapter80 The Greedy Flame Giant

  Chapter81 The Crater

  Chapter82 The Proposal for Unity

  Chapter83 Badge Collecting

  Chapter84 The Heart of a "Black Sorcerer"

  Chapter85 Feeding on Hatred

  Chapter86 The Death of Gade

  Chapter87 Loss

  Chapter88 Twenty- Eight Jurisdictions

  Chapter89 Intoxication of an Old Witch

  Chapter90 Black Mirror (I)

  Chapter91 Black Mirror (II)

  Chapter92 Black Mirror (III)

  Chapter93 The Arminio Parasite

  Chapter51 Passive Evolution

  Lafite’s insistence against Alastair’s request saved Glenn from being involved in the minute trivialities in managing a league. Glenn craved for getting his fill out of sorcery learning. This thirst was becoming stronger since he was accepted as a disciple by Sorcerer Norris.

  After the gathering ended, Glenn escorted Lafite to her dorm and headed off to the Black Tower. He needed to get prepared before his appointment with his mentor a few days later.

  "Glenn!"

  Glenn stopped when he heard someone call his name.

  It was Chris, and he had a girl with him.

  "Oh, It’s you." Glenn smiled to the girl gently.

  The girl was flat-chested, and she had neither a pretty face nor fair complexion. But she seemed mature and walked with a calm gait.

  Before the girl said anything, Chris patted Glenn on the back of his arm and explained:

  "Glenn. Her name is Olivia. I bet you must know her. She wanted to thank you in person for saving her life."

  Olivia was the girl whom Glenn met before he tried to enter the mirror house. Olivia had run to him for help in the dogfight of the students who were wrestling for the gifts. Glenn had lent a hand and saved her from being slaughtered in that brutal scuffle. What she failed to realize was that offering her a hand was a trap for capturing the boy who was pursuing her! Glenn was deliberately keeping still while waiting for Olivia to approach him because he was containing his powerful chain mark to not to scare off the boy.

  "Glenn, thanks!" Olivia moved her lips. One could observe in her eyes the depth of her gratitude towards Glenn.

  "We’re school fellas! I felt obligated in so doing." Glenn said it out of courtesy. Rescuing her was not his intention for one thing, and for another, he was confused about why Chris was in company with Olivia.

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  Glenn bid farewell to the pair and sped off to the Black Tower.

  Dickens welcomed Glenn with his bright smile and his usual ardent and affected grin. Yet the next second, his face fell.

  "Glenn, you’ve freaked the sh*t out of me. I heard you had been in that damn interrogation room. That was madness. How could they treat a student like that? Are you all right now?"

  Glenn shrugged but made no comments.

  "So what can I get for you? What do you need for your experiments?" Delight was resumed on Dickens’ face.

  "I want something that can make me and my Gadflies — the Symbiotic Insect of mine

  — link up stronger. Do you have something that have such effect?"

  "Concord Grass will do, I think!" Dickens hunted through a small black case and yelled seconds later, "found it!"

  Dickens passed the Grass to Glenn and stated, "About the microscope you asked — a Sorcerer promised to give it to me within two months."

  Glenn nodded a thanks and asked for a live monkey, which was then presented to him.

  As Glenn was about to leave, Dickens hollered at Glenn to wait, although his voice betrayed his hesitation.

  "Glenn—" Dickens drawled.

  "Oh, Silly me! I forgot to pay!" Glenn pulled out a bag of stones.

  "No, it’s not that. I got something somewhere— it’s from a place way way off." Dickens faltered. "And actually, I’m not licensed to sell."

  "What is it?" Dickens’ wavering gesture roused Glenn’s interest.

  "Okay, wait a sec."

  Dickens dragged a transparent box. Inside it were a dark ball and a crown-shaped Magical Tool. He then put them over the counter.

  "This is a crystal ball for sorcerers that inhabit the Underground World." Dickens introduced.

  Upon hearing "Underground World", Sorcerer Apollo’s image came to Glenn’s head. Apollo was the one who opened up Glenn’s mind to sorcery! But ever since Apollo left the young students in Sorcerer Dior’s hands at the Seer port and headed for the Underground World, Glenn had never had a chance to see or hear from him.

  "Sorcerers here exploited elements along the path of sorcery learning. But for sorcerers on the Underground World, they used dragons to hone theirs, and the dragons had proved to be very practical weapons in the second Civilization War, which involved us and them."

  "The Second Civilization War? Like an actual war between sorcerers?" Dickens’ words beamed up Glenn’s face, which signified his astonishment and curiosity.

  Glenn had read from books that sorcerers on the Sorcerers Continent were not alone. They ran parallel to several other realms beyond this Continent, including the Underground World. But never had he hear it from a real person, not to mention a sorcerer war.

  "Yeah, It’s a war that came with heavy casualties. A lot of sorcerers died in that war."

  "Did we win?"

  "No, we lost!"

  "Ah!" Glenn seemed hardly to believe that the Sorcerers Continent would be defeated, which he had unbreakable faith in. "How did we survive the war, then? Were the Underground sorcerers our enemy back then?"

  "We just survived. That’s all I know." Dickens appeared to have lost his clear-headedness in pitching his product as a salesman after mentioning the war. He sunk into his chair and looked into the crystal ball.

  Catching sight of Dickens’ careworn face, Glenn started asking about the crystal ball, trying to veer his focus away from that civilization war.

  "So, what’s the difference between our crystal ball and theirs? Is there anything special about it?"

  "Theirs also indicates body constitution. That’s the difference. Constitution matters in their sorcery learning me
chanism since they command dragons to do things for them."

  That being said, Dickens relapsed into his muddle-headedness.

  Glenn reached out his hand and touched the crystal ball without hesitation.

  The readings ran as follows:

  "Mental Strength: 24 points;

  Magical Force: 238~247 points;

  Constitution: 4 points;

  Stamina: 34~55 points;

  Strength: 15~60 points;

  Resilience: 22~24 points"

  "This sucks! I only have a 4 point constitution?! That’s an insult!" Glenn was dispirited.

  "Yeah, 4 points is frustrating. And accordingly, your stamina, strength and resilience are a low grade, too. But these three are attributes of one’s constitution. So they’re directly connected, like our mental strength and magical force are correlated positively." Dickens went on to talk about the price. "I’m breaking school rules to sell this, so it’s priced at 10,000 magical stones."

  Glenn was in no short supply of stones. Dickens was killing with the aphrodisiac industry in the Black Isotta and more with the Love Vial designed by Glenn. He was selling more at higher prices, increasing Glenn’s proceedings as the owner of the potion. Besides, Glenn had received huge rewards from killing students in the Test, and the total amount exceeded 20,000 magical stones.

  "We have a deal." Glenn nodded. "Tell me about this crown thing."

  "It’s an amazing Magical Tool like a microscope. You can use it to examine your body—your internal organs and your circulatory system. But for this tool to act, you’ll have to consume your soul power, so its use has to be sternly restricted to once a month!" warned Dickens. "Specifically, it’s used when one was cursed, and the Tweeting Twig stopped the curing momentarily. This way, one can observe the interiors of his/her body to seek out why they are being cursed."

  "This is such a spectacular tool!"

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  Chapter52 The Water Tower

  Glenn had three crystal balls now — the usual one, the one that contained split souls and one used in the Underground World.

  Going back to his dorm, Glenn found that the mushroom seeds had grown up. He noticed some farinaceous spores on the fungi's fruiting body and collected them with meticulous care.

  "These stuff hallucinated me and almost got me killed in the forest!" Glenn murmured unintelligibly as he put the spores into a flask.

  There was another flask with a ginger, turbid liquid in it. The liquid was an extraction from the stomach of a crane on which Glenn had tested his Gadflies three months ago. According to Glenn’s long term observation and examination, this liquid was the key to the crane’s resistance against the Gadflies’ bad mutational effect — the one that deformed its host.

  Another test result related to Gadflies was its role as a Symbiotic Insect in accelerating the host’s evolutionary process, especially the process of passive evolution.

  Passive evolution referred to the obtainment of new or enhanced features or faculties while one was adapting to the changing environment. One example was the shift into upright walking: calluses appeared on humans’ heels to reduce the pain, and leg muscles got stronger to make it easier to walk. But passive revolution couldn’t compare to positive revolution in terms of the newly gained abilities, such as when a sorcerer upgraded to a higher level.

  Natural evolution took time, but Gadflies could quicken the process and bump the relevant ability to a higher pitch.

  As a consequence of passive revolution, Glenn was now more immune to being hallucinated because he had been entranced once by the mushrooms, and to being burned because he had received injuries from Daughter of Sun’s flame.

  A barbarous idea came into Glenn’s mind when he made this discovery — to buy magical sticks of varied elements to hurt himself and thus improve his defense against them. But he was exhausted and went to bed. He fell asleep in, literally, a minute.

  The next day, Glenn went to Dickens and other shops located in the trade market to purchase the magical sticks. Now he had ten sticks that were each made of distinctive element. These elements were the commonly seen ones: fire, water, ice, wood, earth, wind, thunder, light, dark, and life.

  Glenn deliberately bought sticks that had offense power ranging from 20 to 30 points. By doing so, he would get around 10 point actual attack against him, because his mask would absorb 20 points offense without requiring Glenn having to consume his magical force. However, 10 point offense would readily kill a 4 point constitution body. So, Glenn followed Dicken’s proposal, who, despite his serious concern over Glenn’s method for a quicken evolution, gave him some Life Leaves. Life Leave, when put in the mouth, could protect one for a short time by raising one’s internal energy and could be used for multiple times.

  One minor side effect was that after receiving an attack from a particular element, Glenn must take a certain kind of food to make the whole approach work. Diet couldn’t afford to be ignored, and it had to be the exact food.

  The process went on — Element assault, being neutralized by Life Leave, Gadflies secreting special material and driving evolution speed up. Soon, Glenn had made a list of food that popped up in his head. They were produced subconsciously.

  The foods were not difficult to find except for the one that came out when he was attacked by fire element. It was the Beauty Clam.

  The Beauty Clam was what governor of Bi Seer city had entertained sorcerer Apollo with at the banquet. They were said to exclusively belong to the South Frontier Sea. They were very precious and hard to find and capture. Although there was an alternative to the Clam, but he desired the best choice and took his chance.

  "Hi, Lafite. It’s Glenn. How are you?" Glenn made a contact with Lafite using his new black crystal ball.

  "Yo! Come and see who this is! It’s Glenn, someone who has never contacted me first!" Lafite sneered.

  "Lafite, I’m doing a test, and I need some Beauty Clams. I remembered your father talked about where to get them. Do you remember?"

  "Beauty? What kind of test require beauties?" was Lafite’s reply.

  "Lafite!" Glenn accentuated Lafite’s name to signify to her to stop joking. "I’m in a hurry. I need to finish this test before I go meet sorcerer Norris."

  "How exactly does it concern me?" Lafite proceeded in her same serious tone.

  Glenn sulked and ceased talking.

  "Ha!" Lafite burst into laughter. She then said, "I don’t remember it. But why don’t you try the ‘Bounty Hunter’ at the Black Tower? You put a bounty on the things you want, and someone will get it for ya."

  "Yeah, good idea. I am going to do that." Now seeing some progress on the matter, Glenn was about to end the call as he noticed, through the ball, Lafite’s bare shoulder and shapely bosom. So instead, he slobbered.

  "I’m free tonight. Can I come to see you?"

  "Why the polite formula? I’m your girl. See you soon." Lafite blew a kiss towards Glenn.

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  The Black Isotta was lit by lights. Glenn was walking towards Lafite’s dormitory. He walked without making any sound, without giving out any scents. He was a mystery!

  Suddenly, Glenn’s attention was drawn to a feminine scream.

  The screech was made by a girl who just got out of a yard. She didn’t see Glenn at first, and as she ran past him, her panicked eyes met Glenn’s. She said nothing and left immediately.

  Glen took a few steps forward to have a look into the yard. It was dilapidated and was covered in thick and tall grass. In the middle of it was a water tower. This place was one of the two forbidden areas in Robinson’s eyes. Glenn had been warned by him to not develop any interest in this water tower. The reason was that it was haunted.

  However, Glenn had always relied his reason on sorcery rather than supernatural beings. Saying a tower was "haunted" demonstrated his/her ignorance and even benightedness.

  Glenn made some progress to the
yard’s gate. He then paused for some seconds and strode into it.

  The yard reeked of the smell of rotten grass, which had run rampant. The moment Glenn stepped through the gate, he observed two peculiarities — the noise of the school was gone: he couldn’t hear a thing, even the striking bells. And the brilliant light was gone as well.

  He had entered a complete silent, dark area!

  "It’s so weird. If this yard is enclosed by a sorcerer and thus absorbed the sound and light, then why can’t I feel any energy movement?!" Glenn wondered. "It is so strange even outside the water tower. Should I go into it?"

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  Chapter53 The Water Tower II

  Glenn had made his mind to explore this arcane tower.

  The yard reeked of a smell of rotten grass, which had run rampant. The moment Glenn stepped through the gate, he noticed two peculiarities — the noise of the school was gone and he couldn’t hear a thing, not even the striking bells; the brilliant light was gone as well.

  As Glenn was hesitating on whether to enter the water tower or not, he heard a rustle of the tall grass behind him. He jerked his head about and found a pair of green eyes staring at him, which then disappeared in no time.

  The strange thing about the eyes was that Glenn didn’t feel their existence, neither through his mask’s echolocation nor via his sharp sense of smell.

  But Glenn was determined that the tower was just under the control of some fancy sorcery instead of being haunted. So he walked towards it. The sound of his footprints echoed the noise produced when the grass was stamped down.

  Again, Glenn could feel that he was being watched by the green eyes by using his peripheral vision. He ignored it and arrived before the tower.

  The tower showed signs of many years of history. Its walls had been eroded by wind and rain. There were cracks all over them, as if they had been scratched by sharp claws belonging to some type of animal.

  Glenn turned his head up and saw the gray sky over the tower. A spinning swirl in the sky was covering the tower, and the tower was right in the midst of the swirl. Glenn started to suspect that there might be mystical force regulating the tower.