Ian clicked his tongue and also smiled, saying: "I’ve finished things on this side. I’m going back next. Keep training well with Elan, and let me know if anything comes up."
"Oh, right." Seemingly recalling something, Ian instructed Andor: "About a week later, I’ll ask Master Gossay’s channels to send you a potion... that potion is a special ’Artificial Soul’."
"After you inject it, within about half a month, you can gradually generate a soul. You were originally a Sublimator and have the foundation of a soul, this Artificial Soul can help you accelerate, and it’s specially designed to allow me to connect with you directly."
"When the time comes."
The young dragon raised its tail, pointing to the sky: "If something major happens at the Atlantian Breeding Grounds, and you’re in danger, call my name."
Relying on the connection with the Crystal Dragon body, Ian’s Celestialized soul can freely descend into this body.
And his Fairy Nature can also be virtualized, combining with the soul after traversing the Domain of Void for a while, thereby descending upon the Atlantian Breeding Grounds.
This essentially equals summoning his ’Third Energy Level Fairy Body’ through a ’Summoning Ritual’.
Realizing this essence, Ian became even more interested in Crown Prince Carlos’ ’Divine Power Conduction Technique’—if there is such a technique, Ian wouldn’t even need to descend in the Fairy Body, he could possess Andor, directly performing a ’Deity Possession’, enhancing his strength to intervene!
All that’s left to say is, Terra indeed has plenty of good things, but unfortunately, people use them rather haphazardly. Better to freeload them.
"Brother is leaving?"
Elan was also very happy today, accompanying his brother around the seabed and helping his brother with many major affairs.
In the image he saw earlier, that Knight gave off a very familiar aura...
A little bit, like an uncle.
Sensing this emotion, Ian turned his head to look at his brother. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾※𝙣𝙚𝙩
"Yes. I need to go back." Using his tail to pat Elan’s dragon body’s back, Ian pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "You’re big enough now, Elan. And I am now also a Prophet, more importantly, a disciple of Hiliard... everyone already knows this."
"There are some things that perhaps I can indeed let you know now."
"When I get back to the South Ridge, I’ll tell you some truths about our family’s past."
Elan had never lived with the real uncle.
It was Hiliard who took care and taught him to read.
Ian felt that, as of now, it was time to tell Elan part of the truth... maybe even the whole truth.
His brother, his only family, needed to know everything he ought to know.
To this, Elan nodded seriously: "I look forward to it!"
"Yes, Elan. Train well. Remember to strengthen your Spirit Energy; using it on your Dragon Body consumes the body’s stamina, which is much more abundant than your own..."
Saying this, the small green dragon’s body slowly coiled up, the light in its dragon pupils gradually dimming: "Become powerful, become capable of controlling your destiny..."
Although unable to completely understand the meanings of ’being powerful’ and ’controlling one’s destiny’, Elan nodded seriously: "I will try my best!"
The Crystal Dragon slowly closed its eyes.
Aboard the skyship, Ian slowly opened his eyes.
A single astral projection, a single soul possession, and he came to know the secrets of distant lands, resolving a major doubt in his heart.
No wonder, the so-called astral travel allows one to know the world’s secrets, indeed it is so, the soul and Spirit Energy are indeed the tools to see through the world’s truths.
And in the process, neither the Spirit Wisdom Institute nor Empire officials dared to disturb.
"I truly am a big shot now."
Raising the ’Seer’s Scepter’ in his hand, Ian gazed at this silvery piece of Spirit Energy Jewelry, and couldn’t help but laugh: "I am a big shot now."
"In this case, there are lots of things previously unachievable now within reach."
Muttering to himself, Ian Silverpeak closed his eyes.
Several days later, the prodigy of the Empire, the Silver Peak Earl of South Ridge, returned to his South Ridge.
The people cheered, anticipating the return of the Prophet.