Trafford's Trading Club

If these different crystals were connected, they would form a specific pattern… presumably the content found in The Book of the Dead. “Professor, when did you buy this crystal?

Why don’t I remember?” Wang Yuechuan asked coldly, looking at Professor Cui Fo examining a piece of black crystal.

This crystal was actually carved like a common diamond. “Oh?

This?” Professor Cui Fo replied casually, “I bought it the other day while on a walk, passing by an antique store.

This piece of black crystal is of good quality.

I initially intended to use it as raw material for magic use, but since I encountered this ritual, I used it.” “Hmm.” Wang Yuechuan merely nodded.

Professor Cui Fo worked for quite some time, finally completing the setup, then looked at Wang Yuechuan, hesitating, “Wang… between the two of us, who should perform the ritual first?

Honestly, I just finished translating it myself, not entirely sure of its effects or risks.

How about I go first?”

Wang Yuechuan stared at Professor Cui Fo, his gaze seemingly possessing a special kind of magic… of course, not the kind of magic, but a gaze that makes one’s heart uneasy. “No need.” Wang Yuechuan suddenly shook his head, “I can go first.

Your translation work is crucial; if you get hurt, it would only slow down the progress.

Besides, I’m stronger than you, so if an accident occurs, I can handle it better.” “Well… alright then.” Professor Cui Fo nodded, then looked at Wang Yuechuan appreciatively, “Thank you, Wang.” “You’re welcome.” Wang Yuechuan said calmly, “It’s just a matter of priority… so what should I do?” “You go directly into the center.” Professor Cui Fo pointed to the ritual’s formation, “Then I’ll try to activate these crystals from the outside.

If any spirits are lingering around, they’ll be attracted by the crystals.

Upon entering the ritual formation, they’ll be transformed back into pure spiritual power.

You should be able to feel it, and then you can start meditating.”

Following Professor Cui Fo’s instructions, Wang Yuechuan sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes.

Professor Cui Fo squinted his eyes… If it were right here… what a good opportunity this was.

But he just didn’t have enough capability, and although Wang Yuechuan offered to try, that recent glance still made Professor Cui Fo wary… Wang Yuechuan still didn’t fully trust him.

However… ever since you sneaked a look at my notes, you’ve already been caught up in it.

Professor Cui Fo thought, as he began to activate the ritual.

As the surrounding crystals suddenly emitted a faint glow from within, the temperature seemed to drop slightly.

Wang Yuechuan also felt something peculiar start to emerge around him. “There are indeed still some spirits lingering!

Absorb them quickly!” Professor Cui Fo hurriedly said at this moment.

Wang Yuechuan felt a very fundamental sensation, since gaining magic power, he constantly felt like there was a special seed in his mind—this was the so-called magic seed.

And now, this magic seed was absorbing the energy from the converted spirits… not much, just a trickle, but it was slowly nourishing the magic seed.

It wasn’t known how much time passed before this nourishing feeling suddenly ceased, and Wang Yuechuan instinctively opened his eyes, “Why did it stop?”

He saw that outside, Professor Cui Fo was pale, sitting limp as if exhausted, “Wang, I can’t hold on any longer; maintaining this ritual is very consuming.”

Actually, improving magic should be about increasing the upper limit of magic power.

Relying on meditation to increase the upper limit is too slow.

This bout of absorption strengthened Wang Yuechuan’s magic seed nearly thrice, and stopping abruptly naturally left a sense of loss.

But since this ritual is effective, there’s no hurry.

Wang Yuechuan stood up briskly: “In that case, teach me how to activate it, and then you can absorb it, Professor.”

Shortly after, Professor Cui Fo also began to absorb the energy converted from the spiritual entities.

He gradually looked healthier…

As for Wang Yuechuan, he was calculating the cost and gain of consumption versus absorption—of course, the gain far exceeded the consumption.

After all, the expended magic power can naturally recover.

With proper rest, it could nearly fully replenish in a day or two, but increasing the maximum limit is not so easy.

While calculating all this, he even observed those so-called spiritual entities absorbed by the ritual.

The Book of the Dead…

What kind of world do these spiritual entities formed after death belong to?