Chapter 804 - Summoning a Little Skeleton

To be precise, Mu Zi didn’t really ferment it. He just buried the wine jugs at the boundary with some basic ingredients in it. After that, he only had to dig it out. Samsara wine was born from the energy of the Samsara law in this strange place.

Wang Zhong couldn’t bring himself to laugh. Burying food was probably something that only the most lonely and insecure person would do.

Mu Zi shook his head. “Wait a moment, it needs to be processed.” While speaking, Mu Zi placed the large wine jug into his Life and Death Coffin.

“It’ll be done soon. I’m just getting rid of the death aura. Things turn into their opposites when they reach the extreme limit. I feel like this jug will taste good,” Mu Zi said.

“The Samsara wine that you gave me previously is all sold out. Here’s 5,000 Holy Coins. We don’t have much supply of the wine, so I’m planning to change our marketing strategy,” Lan Daier explained. The Samsara wine was surprisingly popular in the Holy Land, and they hadn’t even publicized it yet. Once their reputation spread, there would definitely be more interested customers. Lan Daier had to be prepared by then since they couldn’t afford to offend some people in the Holy Land. If a Sacred Teacher wanted the wine and you didn’t have it, this matter wasn’t one that could be resolved easily.

Honestly, Wang Zhong didn’t really care. It would be too easy for a teacher to deal with a student anyway. Once you found someone who could be trusted, why think so much?

Could he even understand it? It wasn’t to say that people from the Tyrants were ‘dumb’, but the key thing was that Wang Zhong was studying something that had no link to his field. It was as if someone who graduated with a mathematics degree suddenly wanted to be an archaeologist or someone with a history degree wanted to study aerospace and spacecraft. What were they going to do!? Study the engraved calligraphy on the buttons of a spaceship?

However, whatever Wang Zhong did had nothing to do with them. Why was he the center of attention?

After a few days of obsessive reading, Wang Zhong had a detailed understanding of wards masters. The history of wards masters wasn’t considered to be long. It was true that the concept of wards already existed when the Fifth Dimension arrived, and humans often ran into all sorts of wards in the Fifth Dimensional World. However, it was only after the Holy Saint Teacher discovered and moved into the Holy City that a concrete human wards master system was formed.

Almost all the wards masters that trained according to the system came from the Holy City, which was the origin of modern wards masters. Generally speaking, there were two major categories — elemental wards masters and runic wards masters.

Most wards masters from the Holy City belonged to the latter. They used crystals, Soul Power, or other dimensional energy bodies as power sources and runes as the structure and carrier to construct a complete ward. Unlike elemental wards masters, runic wards masters could be trained with the help of a complete information system. The requirements to become a runic wards master were lower, and there were many Holy Disciples who were talented in runic wards in the Holy City every year. These Holy Disciples would go on to become people that various Great Teachers and exploration teams fought over to have on their side…

Mr. Du, who he met in the Headless World, was considered as rather proficient in the wards domain; however, he still needed some tools when he constructed wards, such as crystals which acted as power sources, as well as runic pens for constructing runes. Looking at this aspect, Wang Zhong seemed to be an elemental wards master.

Runic pens were similar to soul tools, just like thunder mauls. It could channel the Soul Power in your body and the energy in the crystal balls. The equilibrium gold powder possessed a certain amount of Soul Power and could stabilize wards. These were the more basic materials to aid in your practice. Once you were more skilled, you didn’t need them anymore.

The blue hexagram glowed and shone on the ritual bowl in the middle. The crushed materials with spiritual properties were set ablaze immediately.

This pleasure only lasted for two seconds before the power of the ward vanished all of a sudden. Wang Zhong was astounded, and his confident face fell immediately. Simba couldn’t stop laughing.