Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2837: 578: The Ring’s Descent, Sailing into the Distance!

Following that, she gained Levi's undivided focus. Thanks to the organization's preferential policies and backing for the School of Dreams, her progress afterward proceeded without a hitch. These days, she's advanced to a seven-circle wizard and remains at the helm of the academy.

In the meantime, she didn't neglect her private life and formed a partnership with the Jade Elephant Knight, where they mutually supported one another in blissful harmony.

"I plan to assess the kid's aptitude, be it in wizardry, arcane arts, or the Energy Sect... I'll check every possibility," the Jade Elephant Knight declared with bubbling enthusiasm.

He sensed that this youngster possessed something truly remarkable!

Some time passed, and the Jade Elephant Knight came back, brimming with thrill.

"Bleiman possesses a rare gift in the Energy Sect, [Spring Thunder Silent]. I was certain this kid was no ordinary soul, harboring the makings of an elite powerhouse."

To date, within the primary transcendent routes across the Ancient Dragon Continent, innate abilities in the Energy Sect stand as the scarcest, with scarcely any individuals emerging with them.

"That's wonderful news. The Energy Sect has flourished nicely in recent years. Bleiman could pursue dual paths in knighthood and the Energy Sect moving forward. You ought to request Emperor Mu to take Bleiman under his wing—it's beneficial for everyone. Wasn't he seeking an apprentice?" Natasha replied with a warm smile.

"Fine, I'll seek out Emperor Mu right away."

Shortly afterward, Levi, who was gearing up for a far-off expedition in the Imperial Palace, caught wind of the positive update and let out a relieved exhale.

"Excellent, the final offspring tied to the Energy Sect has emerged. Barring any unexpected twists in this timeframe, the [Five Thunder Mysterious Robe] is bound to fall to Bleiman."

At an unspecified moment, Elena's silhouette materialized.

"Heading out on another long voyage?"

"Indeed, but I'll return no later than a century from now."

"Stay cautious, and maintain links with the round table."

"Got it. Should a Nightmare assault occur, reach out to the Daydreamer without delay. I've already alerted them, and the Legendary Wizard will keep a close watch on our Ancient Dragon Continent."

"Mm-hmm."

Once preparations were complete, Levi and Elena indulged in one final exuberant festivity before his departure. After an entire month steeped in fervor, a tousled form sprawled across the bedding.

Her cheeks glowed red, and she murmured with a pout:

"Even on the eve of your trip, you can't resist this... honestly."

Levi's armor materialized, smoothing his look as he spoke gravely:

"Push forward with your training diligently. My wish is that upon my return, you've achieved Eight Ring Perfection. Oh, and... within this ring, I've stowed a Sun Refining Artifact for you, named [River Heart]. Refine it whenever the moment feels appropriate."

"How did you manage to craft another peculiar item?"

"What do you mean 'another'?"

"Don't act like I haven't noticed you refined the previous one. The toll for such feats is immense. You haven't reached legendary heights yet—ease up on creating them. I recall an ancient Grand Wizard who prematurely burned through his life force while forging oddities."

"This particular one truly isn't handmade... I traded for it using battle merits at the Blood Battle Command Center. Remember, I've felled countless level 9 demons, amassing merits beyond what I can spend. No need to fret—I'm off now."

"Return soon, and in unknown territories, stick close to Lady Rowling."

"No concerns there."

Levi gazed at the silhouette positioned beside the Tower of Summer Flowers, vanishing into the lofty skies.

This time, he hadn't misled Elena—the Sun Refining Artifact was genuinely acquired through exchange.

During the third all-encompassing blood war, he amassed enormous merits from level 9 confrontations, yet given his current level and power, few exchanges proved worthwhile, leaving most unused.

He was well aware of the burdens weighing on Great Council President Amon and the other legends; possessing the Dark Ancient Tower, he had no desire to hoard excessive resources.

Despite the council's robust reserves, Sun Refining Artifacts remained limited, insufficient to fuel millennia of blood wars—most had been painstakingly forged by Legendary Wizards at great expense.

Throughout, the support from veteran legends defied quantification by mere merits, particularly the bloodline crystals essential for his ascent to Super Myth, which even level 10 powerhouses yearned for.

Naturally, the key shift in his evolving perspective over the years could stem from his deepening grasp of Sauron's deeds.

Defying the heavens—such defiance brings boundless delight.

In this cosmos, the Four Great Giants and the Land of Darkness embody the heavens.

Guiding a collective, an entire civilization, in rivalry against the heavens proves a thrilling and captivating pursuit, embodying the thrill of empowerment.

...

Within the Land of Darkness.

Rowling, clad in a pristine white robe with her golden locks cascading over her shoulders, fixed her deep gaze ahead.

"Have you completed your farewells, Levi?"

Levi gave a nod.

"My gratitude, Lady."

"No trouble at all—it's all for Nora's sake."

Staring into the horizon, Rowling intoned seriously:

"President Edmund gave me explicit orders: should an opening arise en route to assault the Council of Ten Thousand Clans, seize it without hesitation.

If demons are on the verge of claiming a civilization, we might intervene to rescue it... Yet these endeavors will primarily fall under your lead, serving as your trial run. I'll provide support from behind, shielding you from harassment by level 10 fighters."

As a Legendary Wizard, her direct moves against the Council of Ten Thousand Clans at present could push the Amethyst Saints to reckless extremes. Right now, Edmund and his peers must concentrate solely on the Abyss and Nightmare fronts, leaving no room for those petty foes.

"I get it. The Council of Ten Thousand Clans' downfall presents a prime chance to land a devastating strike—I know plenty of their bases."

Levi recalled the Blood Fire Eighteen Generals.

Each one represents a supreme prize!

At his present might, he could even clash with the Holy War Army Master. Spot a general, and he cuts them down—unbeatable against any!

As for the Purple Crystal Seven Kings, they're all premium hauls. Every wizard tower craves such assets; if opportunities present, claim them every one.

With Rowling present, his safety was assured.

Time to unleash full force!

Rowling glanced at the stars above and inquired:

"Incidentally, are you able to traverse the Star Realm Ruins Sea?"

"I am."

"Would you prefer to enter my demiplane? I could transport you."

"I believe I can match the senior's pace. Moreover, I possess a nine-level treasure tailored for crossing the Star Realm Ruins Sea, and it's remarkably swift."

Levi reflected that his velocity nowadays rivaled that of Legendary Wizards.

Rowling showed faint astonishment, then grinned:

"Very well, I'm fretting over nothing—you're a level 9 warrior bold enough to fell level 10s. With an oddity in hand, we'll board the vessel."

Legendary Wizards universally command [Sauron’s Star Travel], enabling seamless navigation of the seas at high speeds, even penetrating astral divine realms.

Levi gestured, summoning the silvery vessel [Aid the Vast Sea].

Rowling examined its engravings and chuckled:

"This belongs to Sauron, doesn't it?"

"Correct."

"That reassures me further."

A spectral image of an inebriated swordsman swung open the hatch.

[Taibai No.1, at your service!]

"Lady, after you."

Levi courteously ushered Rowling aboard. Following a short exchange, they separately retreated to private chambers to pursue their cultivation and studies—both epitomes of tireless dedication.

The Rainbow Sword Master peered into the void of space, guiding the ship into the ruins sea.

Taibai No.1 positioned itself at the prow, unable to resist intoning:

[Someday, with the long winds to shatter waves, I'll hoist sails to aid the vast sea!]