Herag felt that now his ditation was hardly making any progress at all, not even with the energy assistance from the Divine Core.
The growth wasn’t completely absent, just nearly zero.
Herag suddenly could understand the mood of those wizards who had reached the peak of a boundary yet still found no way to advance.
For most wizards, that feeling of being unable to progress no matter how hard you try is truly despairing.
At such tis, only advancent offers hope to continue moving forward.
However, advancing at any boundary isn’t an easy task, each stage blocks countless wizards.
Herag had spent these nine years focusing on ditation, having a very keen perception of changes in ditation speed.
He glanced at the ti, with one year remaining.
Herag did not intend to waste it, closing his eyes to ditate again.
No matter what, he would complete his daily ditation, even if the effects were negligible.
In this situation, progressing a little bit each day could still accumulate spiritual power over ti.
Herag felt that after completing the ditation of this star, the difficulty of ditating another star would sharply increase, possibly taking decades to succeed.
In the last year, even when ditation progress was almost invisible each day, Herag maintained the previous pace of life.
ditation, eating, studying, teasing the succubus.
Throughout these years, Herag discovered that every ti he used the token to summon a succubus, they were always different.
Not only different but distinct in style, with all types available.
He learned from chatting with them that any succubus who had been here once would never co again.
And those succubi, each was the first ti...
A year passed quickly, and as Herag stood up to leave, he glanced back at the place.
He realized that he had been here for a full ten years.
During this decade, he had been imrsed in ditation practice and study, with no disturbances around him, so he lost track of ti’s passage.
In the last year, he finally succeeded in ditating the star in his mind fully solidified.
Afterwards, even while continuing to ditate, Herag couldn’t sense any progress at all, the stars in the ditation sky seemingly unresponsive, with no activity in his mind.
Herag glanced at the Shenlan data panel; these ten years hadn’t been a waste after all.
"Herag rlin: Power 72.3, Agility 68.3, Constitution 73.2, Spirit 138.4, Magic Power 100%."
Once spiritual power reached 138 points, it was nearly impossible to increase further.
Herag calculated and realized that over ten years, he had increased his spiritual power by over forty points, averaging just over four points per year, with growth becoming harder as ti passed.
Strength, constitution, and other physical stats had also improved, but less compared to the growth in spiritual power.
Herag had long noticed that initially, increases in spiritual power brought noticeable improvents in physical fitness.
But later, the improvents in physical fitness beca less significant.
This wasn’t due to physical stats reaching a limit but rather the limited enhancent spiritual power could provide.
Herag doubted whether his spiritual power stats were impressive among Level 2 Wizards but believed it was stronger than ordinary wizards.
His natural aptitude was excellent, and the Elf Race’s bloodline was not exaggerated.
Royal Elf aptitude was outstanding even among the best wizard qualifications in the Boundary Land.
Various factors, including Shenlan Assistance, Divine Core assistance, and a bloodline bonus, had combined to cultivate his spiritual power to 138 points.
But this was it; if he were an ordinary Level 2 Wizard, he would now have to hope to enrich his understanding of the rules and pray to gain recognition from the World Will.
Herag rode the Storm Deer back to the first floor of the Sixth Ring Tower; his cabin remained exactly as it was before, very clean.
Even in his absence, no one needed to clean it as the house had all kinds of self-cleaning functions.
An excellent house always cleans itself.
After returning, Herag didn’t rush to apply for promotion to a Level 3 Wizard but spent two months adjusting.
During this ti, besides daily ditation, he relaxed by reading many anecdotes and various dramas on the Wizard’s Mark.
The entertainnt industry in the Boundary Land was very developed, matching or even surpassing what Herag had seen in his previous life, with many talented singers and actors.
The wizards’ powerful thods produced extrely impressive films and dramas, with effects maxed out.
Strictly speaking, these should not be called effects but real magic effects.
Herag learned that so wizards specialized in researching particularly brilliant magic, supplying the film industry.
These magic effects seed very intimidating, with awe-inspiring effects but actually no lethal capability.
The developnt of magic in the Boundary Land had reached a flourish, with all types of magic available.
Herag watched many classic films from the Boundary Land during this ti, finding them quite impressive, with experiences entirely different from his previous life.
Movies here weren’t watched on the Wizard’s Mark screen; instead, you could directly enter the movie world and watch the entire process beside the protagonist.
This experience was sothing Herag had never felt before, initially getting sowhat addicted.
But once the two months ended, Herag started preparing for business affairs.
Those movies were only watched a bit, impossible to finish.
Herag even suspected that completing all the classics could take decades, even a century, the number being imnse.
However, compared to the long life of a wizard, it didn’t seem much.
According to instructions from Acorn on the Wizard’s Mark, Herag found the place to apply for advancent to a Level 3 Wizard.
The application required a period of review; although Herag was sure to pass, the necessary procedures were unavoidable.
Herag waited roughly half a month before receiving notice of application approval.
Advancing to a Level 3 Wizard required going to the third level of the Sixth Ring Tower, a rare opportunity for most external wizards of the Sixth Ring Tower to enter.
Since Herag was already inside the Sixth Ring Tower, he didn’t need the hassle, simply calling on the Storm Deer to fly up again.
This ti the journey differed from the last; behind the first Golden Gate was a vast plaza.
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