This wizard only wishes to be a teacher

"I hope it works on the first try, otherwise trying to remove it later will be quite troublesome." In the laboratory, Lucien took out a vial of blood collected from Edison and then closed his eyes, using a brief period of meditation to bring his spiritual power to its peak.

When everything was ready, Lucien decisively opened his eyes.

"Edison’s blood..." Under the control of spiritual power, Edison’s blood flew out of the vial and formed a special witchcraft model in mid-air. Through this witchcraft model, a unique spiritual link connected Lucien with Edison, who was training outside.

Moreover, through this link, Lucien felt his body’s strength quietly and rapidly transforming.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Inside the Mental Space, the "star" that represented the core of Lucien’s spiritual power began to slow down rapidly, and the surrounding "satellites" also seemed to have their brakes directly applied by some special force. They quickly went from their original high-speed state to a crawl, as if time itself had become incredibly sluggish, or even moving frame by frame.

As the core of Lucien’s spiritual power lagged, a large amount of spiritual power was converted into special energy under that unique fluctuation, beginning to replenish Lucien’s flesh. With the power of Edison’s blood enhancing them, these energies rapidly flowed into every corner of Lucien’s body, stimulating his body to begin transforming on a certain level very quickly.

Crack, crack... 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Lucien could even hear his body making noises like popping beans, but his body was strengthening at an extremely fast rate. The density of his bones was soaring, the strength of his muscles, the toughness of his skin, and even his body’s regeneration ability all underwent a qualitative change at that moment.

It seemed as if Lucien had suddenly transformed from a human Wizard into a monster wearing human skin.

"Is this the strength of a Physical Refining Wizard at the Formal Wizard tier? I feel like I could shatter the defense spell of a Third-level Wizard Apprentice with a casual punch, and with a full-force attack, I might even seriously injure a Formal Wizard."

Lucien curiously moved his own body, while also getting used to this abnormally strong physique.

Crack—

However, as he took a light step, the floor tile cracked into pieces because he couldn’t perfectly control the overpowering strength of his body.

You have to understand, Lucien was inside his own laboratory. Although the floor wasn’t specifically strengthened with witchcraft or a wizard formation, for a standard laboratory used by Formal Wizards, these tiles were designed to withstand the attacks of Formal Wizard-level spells for a short duration.

Yet now, they were crushed by the uncontrolled strength of his body. If that step had been on the head of a Wizard Apprentice instead of a tile, their skull would likely have been shattered even more thoroughly than the tile.

"If I could transform into a Physical Refining Wizard during a fight, it might cause great trouble for my enemy, wouldn’t it?"

Lucien thought about the scenarios in future battles where he would cast spells and engage in attacks, deliberately exposing a weakness to let the enemy get close, then after letting the enemy close the distance, transform into a Physical Refining Wizard and deliver a "loving beatdown," his lips unwittingly revealing a mischievous smile.

However, the smile on Lucien’s face quickly faded because he could distinctly feel the Hell Blood Serpent that was dwelling inside his body being attracted by his terrifying physique, gradually waking from its slumber.

Like a child half asleep who smells something delicious, the Hell Blood Serpent instinctively wanted to devour the vitality in Lucien’s blood to replenish itself. As an extremely vicious parasitic entity, it didn’t care about Lucien’s safety. On the contrary, it wanted to consume Lucien completely as soon as possible, enabling it to grow out of its youth phase and enter a more terrifying and ferocious mature period.

"Time is limited, I need to deal with you now." Lucien narrowed his eyes. Although he didn’t know where Wizard Heli originally obtained the special witchcraft to summon the Hell Blood Serpent from, for Lucien, as long as the Hell Blood Serpent existed another day, it was like a bomb ready to explode at any moment while sleeping within his body, making him feel uneasy. He didn’t even dare to raise his spiritual power too much to swiftly break through to the Second-level Wizard realm.

But today, this bomb was going to be completely eradicated!

"Ah..." As rune after rune was inscribed into Lucien’s body, the Hell Blood Serpent that had been slumbering inside finally awoke.

It woke up somewhat angrily from the fake "Cocoon Chamber" that had attracted it, then used its special parasitic lifeform abilities to start rampaging around inside Lucien’s body.

If Lucien was still an Elemental Wizard, the escape of the Hell Blood Serpent would probably cause him tremendous damage, even potential severe injury.

But at this moment, Lucien could be considered a Physical Refinement powerhouse at the level of a Formal Wizard, and therefore the escape of the Hell Blood Serpent did not cause much damage to his body. Even the healing ability of his formidable physique almost instantly healed such minor injuries.

And his body was instinctively rejecting the Hell Blood Serpent, an "alien object," causing its movements to be constantly hindered. As more and more Wizard runes were branded into Lucien’s body, the region available for the Hell Blood Serpent to escape kept shrinking.

"Come out!" When the Hell Blood Serpent was confined to a very small area in front of Lucien’s chest, Lucien no longer hesitated and reached out to grab the Hell Blood Serpent along with the piece of flesh. Then, while the Hell Blood Serpent had not yet broken free from the flesh, he threw the piece of flesh along with the Hell Blood Serpent into a potion that had been prepared in advance.

Hiss hiss...

Struggling, the Hell Blood Serpent detached itself from the flesh, instinctively sensing danger from the surrounding environment and seeking a host with a huge life force to parasitize.

But in the potion Lucien had tailored for it, the Hell Blood Serpent’s filthy and bloody power was greatly suppressed. It could only wriggle its body desperately, struggling continuously, but in the end, it calmed down during a final frantic struggle and slowly sank to the bottom of the potion liquid.

"Huff... Huff..." Lucien gasped heavily, his face turning extremely pale.

At this time, the muscles around the wound on his chest were squirming. Under the formidable physique of a Physical Refining Wizard, the new flesh around the wound was growing rapidly, and these pieces of new flesh began to intertwine with each other at a visible pace, squeezing the surrounding muscles at the wound and leading to a rapid surface healing of the originally huge tear.

"What a terrifying recovery ability," Lucien commented as he reached out and gently touched beside the wound. But soon, he felt an intense hunger due to the excessive consumption of his body.

This hunger was so strong that it almost drove Lucien mad. At one point, he even felt as if his right hand seemed unusually delicious...

Eat! Good!

That was approximately the thought flashing through Lucien’s mind.

Fortunately, Lucien’s reason quickly prevailed, and he swiftly took out a physical potion from his storage ring and gulped it down.

After swallowing the high-energy potion, which could provide a normal person with a feeling of fullness and the energy needed for physical activity for over a week, Lucien felt a special sense of comfort, and even felt a fleeting lightness in his body for a moment. But the next moment, the hunger returned, dragging him back from the brief respite.

Hungry!

This feeling of plummeting from heaven to hell almost drove Lucien mad, giving him some understanding of why Edison cared so much about food even to the point of considering it a personal affront.

After all, such severe hunger could truly drive one to madness, and Lucien wasn’t sure if his reason would be completely consumed by hunger if it continued to increase, turning him into a walking corpse driven by starvation.

At this point, Lucien could not afford to think further; he took out another physical potion from the storage ring, then a second one, a third one...

As the energy from the physical potions was rapidly absorbed by Lucien’s body, it was quickly converted and eventually replenished the terrible wound on his chest, gradually restoring the pallor of his face to a healthy rosy color.

However, when the injury was nearly healed, the aura emanating from Lucien’s body suddenly began to weaken rapidly, and the connection between him and Edison became unstable and started to collapse at a swift pace.

The once full sensation of power around his body faded, and the muscle strength under his skin returned to normal levels, while the nearly stagnated core of spiritual power was quickly replenished and began to operate normally again...

Lucien understood that his "transformation" had reached its time limit.

"It’s a pity that the wound is just short of a complete recovery, but this state is already quite good," Lucien sighed lightly, but then grimaced as he began to apply restorative healing Witchcraft on the wound.

After leaving the extremely powerful physical state he had been in, he even felt unaccustomed to his original body.

"But the hidden danger is finally resolved!" Lucien looked towards the Hell Blood Serpent lying silent due to the potion’s immersion and exhaled softly.

Having taken care of this trouble, Lucien finally could dedicate his full effort to enhancing his spiritual power, preparing for his promotion to a Second-level Wizard.