Wizard: My Skills Can Infinitely Break Through

Late at night.

In the living room of No. 7 Wisteria Lane, the Crystal Stone Lamp was turned to its dimmest setting.

The dim, yellow light fell upon the worn armrest of an old sofa, revealing the rough texture of its fibers.

Ian sat on the sofa, gently stroking Gaga’s small head with his palm.

The little creature was curled up on his lap, a ball of black fluff.

Its feathers shimmered with a dark silver sheen in the gloom, its wings held tightly shut.

Its unusual silver eyes were half-closed, a point of light flickering in their depths.

"Gaa..." it cooed, its voice muffled.

Ian lowered his head. "What’s wrong?"

"Ian..." Gaga nuzzled its small head against his palm.

"You’ve gotten stronger. I can’t help you anymore, gaa?"

The little creature’s voice was soft and tinged with grievance. The gap between it and Ian was growing ever wider.

Ian was silent for a moment, then gently ruffled the feathers on Gaga’s head.

"Gaga, you don’t have to worry." He paused, his voice softening even more.

"From now on, I’ll help you get stronger."

Gaga looked up, the dim yellow light reflecting in its silver eyes.

"Really, gaa?"

"Really." Ian took two items from his Dimension Ring.

Four fist-sized Shadow Crystals, their surfaces shimmering with a shadow-like luster.

And a small bag of Tier Two Blood Essence, about a dozen or so.

Ian looked into Gaga’s eyes. "Starting tomorrow, I’ll prepare a special Potion for you."

"First, we’ll break through to Tier Two Middle Stage, and then... Tier Three."

Gaga’s small claws gently scratched his knee.

"Tier Three..." it repeated softly, the light in its pupils flaring for an instant.

Just then, Ian’s Spiritual Power stirred.

He looked up, toward the outside of the house.

Soon, the door was pushed open.

Aidele stood outside, her chest rising and falling slightly, her breathing a little ragged.

She stared at Ian, her eyes carefully scanning him from head to toe.

Her gaze held tension, worry, and a trace of relief, as if a great weight had been lifted.

"As long as you’re okay."

Aidele walked into the living room and sat down on the old wooden chair opposite Ian, her back straight.

"I got the message you left," she began softly, her tone calm.

"But you didn’t say where you were going, what you were doing, or when you’d be back."

She raised her head and looked into Ian’s eyes. Her deep cyan pupils seemed especially profound in the lamplight.

"Something happened on the day of the review, and you disappeared the next day."

"I had Naseng watch this place, coming by several times a day, waiting for you to return."

Her tone was rushed, but every word was clear.

Ian was silent for two seconds. "Sorry. There was something I had to do."

He chose his words carefully. "At the time... there was no time to explain."

Aidele took a deep breath, her chest rising slightly, then slowly exhaled.

She stood up, walked to the window, and turned her back to Ian.

She gazed out at the dark alley.

The night was deep, and a few distant streetlights cast halos of dim yellow light.

The shadows of the plane trees swayed in the wind like countless grasping hands.

"I went to the Silver Sail City State."

She began to speak, her voice soft, but every word reached Ian’s ears clearly.

"Collins has been grounded by his clan. He’s forbidden from leaving Silver Sail City for a year."

"The Hawkwood Clan has agreed to halve the trade route tolls for the Three Eastern Cities for twenty years."

"They will also provide separate compensation for the losses caused by this incident."

She turned around, her expression solemn. "From this day on... I am the primary heir of the Justice Clan."

Ian was taken aback. "That’s a good thing. Congratulations."

Aidele stared at him. "That’s it?"

She took two steps closer, tilted her head up, and looked at his face.

The light reflected in her pupils, sparkling like two dancing flames.

"I’m telling you all this..."

Her voice was very low, carrying something that had been suppressed for too long and was finally about to overflow.

"To tell you... that as long as I’m here, no one can touch you anymore."

The living room fell silent. Only the sound of the wind outside and Gaga’s faint breathing could be heard.

Aidele’s eyes reddened slightly, but she blinked hard twice, forcing back the moisture.

She held her chin high, as if defending some last shred of dignity.

Ian looked at her, stunned.

’Did she win the election and start crying from happiness? Hmm... understandable.’

Silence stretched on in the living room for a long time. Gaga couldn’t help but scratch at the sofa cushion.

Ian felt awkward too and changed the subject.

"I have something to tell you."

He raised his right hand, palm open and fingers spread. His skin began to turn transparent.

Blood vessels, bones, muscles... all his flesh and blood began to dissolve in a halo of light, transforming into countless tiny silver specks.

The specks of light flowed like stardust, linking together to form liquid Starlight.

It swirled slowly in his palm, like a miniature nebula.

His entire hand was as transparent as Crystal, with silver light flowing within, profound and mysterious.

Aidele’s gaze fell on the hand, her pupils dilating slightly.

"This is..."

She had seen her father’s true form of Elementalization, as well as that of the few Elders in her clan.

But the hand before her... was different.

The silver specks of light were too dense, their flowing patterns too profound.

This wasn’t a simple Energy State, but some kind of... more fundamental Rule Manifestation.

She couldn’t comprehend it.

With a flicker of thought, Ian’s hand returned to normal, his skin warm once more.

"I am now... a Level Three Wizard."

Aidele stood frozen in place.

Her lips moved as if to say something, but the words caught in her throat.

"Level Three..." Her voice was faint, as if she were talking in her sleep.

Gaga flew over. "Mhm, from now on Ian will take good care of you, gaa."

Aidele closed her eyes and took a deep breath, her chest heaving violently.

When she opened them again, a fervent light erupted in her eyes.

It was a light mixed with shock, ecstasy, disbelief... and a trace of something... she didn’t dare to contemplate.

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