This wizard only wishes to be a teacher

The entire advancement process was incredibly smooth, even to the point of being natural.

Perhaps for other Third-level Wizard Apprentices, advancing to become a Formal Wizard not only required an absolutely safe and quiet environment but also a large number of potions stimulating the growth of spiritual power, wizard formations, and even methods like burning life force and damaging the Spirit Sea to assist hopefully for a successful promotion.

But for Lucien, this process was exceptionally smooth, it could be said that his body was actively pushing him to clear this threshold from Apprentice to Wizard.

Soon, after the transformation was complete, his body began to continuously absorb Magic Essence from around him, replenishing energy for his body.

At the same time, inside Lucien’s conscious space, the "star" also began to rotate slowly, and the three hundred and sixty stars rotating around the giant star emitted light regularly.

After being "filtered" by these stars, the somewhat violent energy tide in the dark space gradually became "tame" and was drawn into the giant stellar vortex in Lucien’s consciousness, eventually converging into the central giant star, becoming nourishment for Lucien’s spiritual power.

"My power now is so strong..." Lucien opened his eyes, feeling the surging power inside his body. If he were to encounter the fire spirit again at this moment, with his substantially tangible spiritual power alone, his spirit field as a Formal Wizard would be enough to suppress the fire spirit directly.

"Hmm?" Lucien, who had just been comparing the changes in his body, frowned suddenly.

He had already sensed a rapidly approaching powerful aura.

It was the oppressive feeling of a fellow Formal Wizard, and aside from this aura, there seemed to be another aura peeping from a very distant place through this space.

"The formal Wizard behind the scenes, huh? I guessed it, but I didn’t expect you to be so eager." Lucien narrowed his eyes, his spiritual power vibrated, releasing his spiritual field aggressively, cutting off the aura that was peeping at him from afar through witchcraft.

And through the pressure released by his spiritual power, everyone except Carly, whether they were half-fairies or Wizard Apprentices, turned pale, their spiritual power was suppressed inside their own Spirit Seas, unable to move.

"Lord Lucien’s spiritual power...is so strong." Gagarin covered his head, eyes filled with barely concealed horror.

He had previously felt the oppression of other Formal Wizards within Greybone Academy, but none felt as terrifying as Lucien’s spiritual pressure.

This physically palpable spiritual oppression made him feel as though he was struggling to breathe, as if he were deep under the sea, awaiting the unknown and fear.

"Congratulations to Lord Lucien on advancing to Formal Wizard!" Despite his pale face, Gagarin still called out loudly.

And in Carly’s eyes, there was a hint of admiration. Having received part of the dream inheritance of the master of Cloud Country during the baptism process, her insights were even higher than Gagarin’s, and her judgments more acute.

Like Lucien, who had this degree of oppressive aura just after advancing to Formal Wizard, even among Pureblood Fairies, only those individuals with exceptionally noble bloodlines, who had worked extremely hard at the Apprentice Rank, could reach it.

"I must also strive harder." Carly silently clenched her little fists, as she looked down at the softly glowing Alchemical Amulet on her chest, clearly suppressing the boiling of her Fairy Bloodline within.

She was determined to tame the unruly bloodline within her body and become its true master.

"So strong..." Edison, who had become incredibly muscular at this point, felt that his proudly flaunted muscles paled in significance under the substantial spiritual pressure of Lucien.

"It’s all right now, Lord Lucien." However, Edison seemed to be the first one to adjust, as he quickly sat down on the ground and even carefully took out a physical potion with his huge palm-sized hand.

But now, his huge fingers struggled to open the stopper of the physical potion. After several unsuccessful tries and secretly checking his surroundings to make sure no one was watching him, he put the test tube directly into his mouth and gently bit down with his teeth.

...

Lucien was unaware of these thoughts from his students or followers. At this moment, he was adjusting his own condition, preparing to face the impending Formal Wizard-level opponent.

This was his first battle with a Formal Wizard, and also the best opportunity to test the strength he had gained after advancing to Formal Wizard.

Soon, Lucien sensed movements coming from the distant fog, quickly he saw a massive stone fortress relentlessly rolling toward him.

Roaring...

The moving fortress, like a giant bulldozer, crushed everything in its path, seemingly ready to crush Lucien and the others into powder.

However, Lucien could feel that the "stone fortress" was not particularly powerful; its main structure was actually just ordinary mud and stones. It was essentially larger in size, so it only appeared imposing.

"Bind." Lucien raised his hand, and his spiritual power quickly constructed a zero-level witchcraft model.

[Activated Vines·Modified]

This was one of the zero-level witchcraft techniques of the bloodline magic that Carly had mastered after her baptism, capable of summoning 5 to 16 vines from the ground to entangle or attack the opponent.

However, under the enhancement of Lucien’s powerful spiritual power, the power of this witchcraft had also reached a new height.

Dozens of vines thick enough to be embraced by two people rapidly emerged from the ground and, under Lucien’s control, wrapped around the rampaging stone fortress approaching.

Crack, crack, crack...

The vines summoned by Lucien easily penetrated the rocks that made up the fortress and quickly seized control of the entire fortress from its original high-speed state, allowing it to move forward only a few steps under the momentum of its inertia before being forcibly halted by Lucien’s array of vines.

Where the vines and the stone fortress entangled, numerous fragments of rocks and earth fell down, revealing countless tiny threads intertwined within the rocks and soil.

These threads slowly writhed, seemingly possessing a special kind of life.

"Puppet Master’s tricks." Lucien, observing the wriggling threads, understood this must be the work of a formal wizard-level Puppet Master.

He did not relax just because he had blocked the opponent’s fortress; after all, this was merely a greeting from the opponent.

"Come out now, you should know these tricks are of little use to us." Lucien stared at the massive rock fortress, his spiritual power simultaneously locking onto the strong life force within the fortress.

"Such pure bloodline, it seems the fairy bloodline left inside this relic is even more exceptional than I imagined." A voice came from inside the stone fortress, and numerous tiny threads emerged, targeting Carly behind Lucien.

"Courting death." Lucien narrowed his eyes, and with a sweep of his hand, three spinning moonblades obstructed the incoming threads.

As the moonblades spun, even the incredibly powerful moonblades of a third-level wizard apprentice showed some strain against a formal wizard, the first moonblade struggling to cut through the threads shot by the opponent and failing to smoothly sever the fine threads; even exploding the moonblade only partially broke the threads.

Luckily, the second and third moonblades were there to finish the job, safely severing the thread that was aimed directly at Carly.

"Haha, surely you haven’t yet mastered the witchcraft of a formal wizard?" The voice inside the stone fortress seemed to taunt. Next moment, as he ceased his manipulation of the fortress, the behemoth quickly began to collapse from the inside out.

And as it collapsed, a somewhat bizarre figure slowly emerged from the dust caused by the collapse.

It was a puppet wearing a wizard’s robe, its surface coated with shiny paint and tiny threads wrapped around its body; one end of these threads connected to various joints on its body, while the other seemed to link to the void, seemingly intertwined with other threads.

"It’s Master Heli’s Mysterious Puppet! Lord Lucien, that’s Wizard Heli’s Mysterious Puppet—I heard its strength even surpasses Master Heli himself!"

Below, Gagarin seemed to recognize this strange entity, he loudly alerted Lucien, fearing Lucien might underestimate this special threat.

"Noisy little fellow..." The Wizard Heli-controlled Mysterious Puppet glanced down at Gagarin, several threads immediately shot toward him.

Lucien glanced at the Mysterious Puppet, flicked his finger lightly, and immediately several fireballs flew, incinerating the threads used as dark weapons by Wizard Heli.

"Your opponent is me." Lucien glanced at the Mysterious Puppet, his right hand holding the Wizard’s Notes.

"As a senior, I should first congratulate you on advancing to a formal wizard." Heli glanced at Lucien, emitting a string of somewhat sharp laughter.

"But you should know, even among formal wizards, there are differences in strength. Moreover, although you have advanced to a formal wizard, you have not returned to the academy, nor have you signed a new contract with the academy committee, so you will not enjoy the protection of the contract prohibiting formal wizards from killing each other within the academy."

Then he pointed lightly with his right hand, his eyes staring all the while at Carly among the crowd below, his eyes filled with undisguised greed.

"I don’t feel like wasting words with you. Take this chance while I’m in a good mood, get lost, far away, or I won’t hesitate to strike down a newly advanced wizard with potential."

Lucien quietly observed the Mysterious Puppet manipulated by Wizard Heli, then suddenly laughed. "A wizard who has stayed in the formal wizard stage for over a hundred years, but has only this much strength, doesn’t seem all that impressive."