A stinky cultivator has arrived in the magic world.

Chapter 4 Oh no, I ruined the sect's most precious treasure!

Scattered fragments reflected astonished faces on the gleaming crystal surface.

Daju raised his head blankly, the elegant and beautiful image of the crystal monument still seemed to be right in front of him.

But now, all that remains are fragments scattered around the claws.

Then, it looked at the bewildered Lorne, its pupils suddenly contracting.

"You blew up my crystal tablet?!"

"You owe me one hundred credits!!! Meow!!!"

The large orange cat flew into a rage, its long fur standing on end, and hissed furiously at Lorne.

"I'm going to kill you! Meow meow meow meow!!!"

The other young mages beside it quickly grabbed the cloak behind it:

"Calm down, calm down!"

"As a magical cat, you cannot use magic on ordinary people!"

"You can earn credits again, but if you assault a test taker, you'll be expelled immediately!"

Everyone tried to dissuade him. One of the more reasonable magicians whispered a word of advice:

"Even if you want to get fired, don't drag us down with you. After we leave, you can find a corner and deal with this kid..."

Lorne: "..."

Could you please discuss this kind of thing away from me?

He stepped back, shielding a boy in front of him, and asked in a low voice:

"Dude, is this crystal tablet very valuable?"

The boy stared blankly at the shards scattered on the ground and replied:

"I don't know, but my great-great-grandfather entered school by touching this Echoing Monument."

Lorne's heart skipped a beat.

Oh no! This is the sect's most precious treasure!

He cursed his bad luck in his heart. What kind of sect's treasure is so fragile? It couldn't even withstand the damage to his spiritual root, which had just been awakened. He couldn't afford to pay for it!

What a terrible system! It not only failed to help him, but also caused him such a huge mess.

Now things are really messed up. His mental affinity was already insufficient, and he even destroyed someone else's treasure. He can almost see the Silver Academy ruthlessly rejecting him and blacklisting him from the entire magical world.

No academy will dare to accept him then, and he can only become a folk cultivator.

Oh, that's called a wandering cultivator.

The thought of the wandering cultivators, living in poverty and uncertainty, filled Lorne with sorrow, leaving him speechless with grief.

It was at this time.

"stop!"

A magnetic voice came from above.

……

A burst of emerald light descended from the sky and landed on the bluestone floor of the square.

In an instant, a vine swayed up from the stone slab, its green color translucent and growing wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it was more than a meter tall, and its leaves were as crystal clear as jade.

As if it possessed intelligence, the vines nimbly passed through Sir Meow Leon's short legs, binding his limbs tightly.

It struggled unwillingly in the air, pawing wildly with its four claws.

Lorne stared wide-eyed at everything.

This was the first time he had truly witnessed the magician's abilities.

This is amazing! The seed can actually take root in a stone slab without any nutrients or water, and grow so fast? If this were in the world he came from, wouldn't the vast desert turn into an oasis overnight?

A verdant glow permeates the air, with vines intertwining to form a long, emerald-green staircase that descends from the sky. A figure descends step by step from the top, and with each step, a cluster of green leaves blooms on the emerald staircase, creating a scene of extraordinary beauty.

She was a lady dressed in a light blue robe, with a wide, soft hat on her head. She was elegant, intellectual, serene, and beautiful. It was impossible to tell her exact age. She seemed to possess both the charm of a mature woman and the delicate beauty of a young girl, making it impossible not to feel a sense of goodwill towards her.

As soon as she appeared, all the young magicians around her bowed.

"Professor Sylvie!"

"Greetings, examiner!"

Clearly, this lady was the real examiner for this admissions test, while Sir Meow Leon and these young wizards were merely assistants.

Professor Sylvie nodded slightly, her gaze falling on the scattered crystal fragments. She paused noticeably for a moment, then looked at them several times in disbelief.

After a moment of silence, the woman looked at the orange cat still entwined in the vines:

"Miao Leon, you seem to have had a lot of fun while I was away?"

Sir Meow Leon immediately went limp, meowing pitifully:

"Professor Sylvie, I was taking good care of it, and this kid just came in and blew it up. I didn't even have time to stop him. Please don't deduct my credits..."

Daju tearfully recounted the whole story.

The Silver Echo Monument, as the starting point of the magical path for generations of magicians, embodies the imprints of past headmasters and many advanced magic degrees. If one carefully contemplates it, one can appreciate their insights into the mysteries of magic.

Sir Meow Leon specifically mortgaged one hundred credits to obtain this opportunity for close observation, hoping to learn a few tricks and improve his magical skills.

Of course, it's only in its second year, so it doesn't have that many credits yet, hence the credits are on credit.

Now that the crystal monument is gone, Sir Meow Leon's credits have become negative, and graduation is in trouble. Who can stand this?

Lorne felt a little guilty, as if he had tricked the kitten.

front.

The vines swayed gently, their leaves like fresh green gems. Professor Sylvie, standing gracefully on the vines, was like a fairy born from nature, quietly listening to Sir Meow Leon's accusations.

When Professor Sylvie heard that Viola had a level 10 affinity for mental power and elemental specialization, she nodded slightly, not particularly surprised.

For the long-established Silver Academy, such top-tier talent is precious, but not uncommon; a few such talents appear every few years.

However, when she heard that a sixth-level mental affinity plus four-element resonance had appeared immediately afterward, causing the Echo Monument to explode, the ever-elegant lady finally showed a change in expression.

"Level six? Resonance of the four elements: earth, fire, wind, and water?"

She stared at Lorne for a long time.

"Child, come forward." Her lips parted slightly, her voice full of magnetism.

Lorne hesitated before stepping forward.

"Don't be afraid, let me confirm your talent."

Professor Sylvie's voice had a special magic that gradually calmed Lorne's tense mood, and even made him feel very at ease.

A vine reached forward, its tip gently touching Lorne's head. He felt a cool, refreshing power, different from the one from the crystal tablet, flow into his body, soothing his tired body from queuing for half a day like a gentle spring breeze.

A moment later, the vines left.

Ms. Sylvie stared intently at Lorne, the slight trembling of her eyelashes revealing the turmoil within her.

How could someone possess such a strange talent!

Elemental resonance is the sublimation of the harmony between spiritual power and magical elements. Only a spiritual affinity of level seven can hope to attract the favor of the elements. This is an unchanging truth!

But now an unexpected event has occurred, something that has never been heard of before in the history of magic.

"And..." she murmured to herself, "it's still one of the four pillar elements."