Panlong's Transcendental Fire

Chapter 8 is confirmed: I am a genius.

Lin Tian returned to the palace with a heart full of joy and went straight to the dining room. His father and mother were waiting for him at the table. Soft light shone on the table, which was laden with a sumptuous spread, emitting an enticing aroma.

After taking his seat, Lin Tian eagerly told his parents, "Father, Mother, I have great news to tell you! I've become a Level 3 mage!"

Upon hearing this, the parents froze in mid-air, their faces filled with astonishment. The mother was the first to recover, asking anxiously, "Lin Tian, ​​is this true? You broke through so quickly? Tell me quickly, did you injure your body during the breakthrough?" Her eyes revealed deep worry as she stared intently at Lin Tian, ​​as if trying to discern any abnormality from his face.

Lin Tian quickly said, "Mother, don't worry, I'm perfectly fine. The breakthrough went smoothly, and I wasn't injured."

The father frowned slightly and asked with concern, "Lin Tian, ​​tell me in detail about your breakthrough process. Don't omit any details. The path of cultivation allows no room for carelessness."

Lin Tian then recounted his breakthrough process to his parents in detail, from refining the elements to successfully advancing in rank. After listening, his parents finally felt relieved.

The father smiled with satisfaction and said, "Tian'er, congratulations! To have achieved so much at such a young age is truly a source of pride for the Leo family."

The mother smiled and nodded, her eyes full of love: "Yes, Tian'er, but you shouldn't just focus on cultivation. You also need to learn some essential social etiquette for nobles, such as etiquette, literature, and art."

Upon hearing this, Lin Tian frowned and said somewhat reluctantly, "Father, Mother, I still want to focus on my training. I feel that these things will take up too much of my cultivation time."

The father put down his cutlery and said earnestly, "Lin Tian, ​​you must understand that while cultivation is important, these social and cultural aspects are equally indispensable. Moreover, learning these things is not useless. As the saying goes, 'a balance between work and rest, and drawing inferences from one instance to another,' they might even inspire your cultivation."

The mother chimed in, "Tian'er, your father is right. If you only focus on your cultivation and don't understand these social customs, you're bound to make a fool of yourself later. Just listen to us and take some time to learn."

After thinking for a moment, Lin Tian felt that his parents' words made sense, so he said, "Okay, Father, Mother, I will communicate with Teacher Lao En and arrange the time reasonably."

After dinner, Lin Tian returned to his bedroom. After washing up, he lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling, his thoughts drifting as he began to imagine his future.

"My talent is clearly higher than Lin Lei's, and I'm sure I'll achieve something extraordinary in the future. The possibility of me reaching the Great Perfection is even higher." Lin Tian became more and more excited as he thought about it, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up. In this wonderful vision, he gradually drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, as dawn broke, Lin Tian got up on time as usual and completed his daily warrior training. After finishing, he didn't have time to rest; he washed up and hurried to Lauen's manor.

Upon seeing Lao En, Lin Tian said, "Professor Lao En, my parents want me to learn etiquette, literature, art, and other social and cultural knowledge essential for the nobility. How should I schedule my time?"

Laun smiled slightly and said, "Even if you hadn't said anything, I was just planning to schedule things with you. In cultivation, haste makes waste. Yesterday, I had you continue cultivating because of your exceptional talent and ability to quickly convert potential into strength. But you can't just focus on cultivation all day. I think you should continue your warrior training in the morning, study those subjects in the late morning, come to me in the afternoon to practice magic spells, and then practice meditation after returning to the palace in the evening. Once your cultivation is on track, you won't need to come to me every day; you can arrange your own time. If you encounter any questions, just come and ask me anytime."

Lin Tian nodded in agreement: "Okay, teacher, I'll follow your instructions."

"Then let's begin learning the basic magic spell today—Fireball." As he spoke, a fireball appeared out of thin air in his hand. The flames on the surface of the fireball leaped merrily, radiating intense heat that caused the surrounding air to distort slightly.

As he demonstrated, Laun explained, "Fireball is the most basic of fire magic, but don't underestimate it. Many powerful spells, like Chain Fireball, Rocket, Meteor Shower, and even the forbidden spell 'Heavenly Firestorm,' evolved from it." With that, Laun flicked his wrist, and the fireball instantly stretched and deformed into a rocket burning with raging flames. Laun raised his hand and flung the rocket like a meteor towards the ground not far away.

With a deafening roar, a deep crater was blasted into the ground. The soil around the crater was scorched black by the intense heat and rolled outwards, while surrounding rocks were also blasted into the air, raising a cloud of dust.

Lin Tian stared in disbelief, his eyes filled with amazement and envy.

Laun continued, "The key to casting spells lies in the precise flow of magic power, the skillful manipulation of mental energy, and the proper control of chanting speed. Magic power must flow along specific meridian pathways, while mental energy acts like reins, precisely controlling the fusion of magic power and elements. The chanting speed must be neither too fast nor too slow, but matched to the rhythm of the magic power's flow. Do you understand?"

Lin Tian nodded quickly: "Teacher, I understand."

After speaking, Lin Tian took out a magic wand from his pocket. This magic wand was a gift he received for his last birthday, but he didn't know exactly who gave it to him. A level seven magic core was embedded at the top of the wand, emitting a faint glow.

Lin Tian took a deep breath and, following Lauen's instructions, carefully began chanting the spell. As he chanted, the fire elements in the surrounding air became active, converging towards the magic wand in his hand. A small fireball slowly condensed above the wand, and soon a fireball emitting an orange-yellow light hovered above it.

Lin Tian waved his wand, and the fireball shot out like an arrow. The fireball traced an arc and crashed heavily into the ground next to the large crater. With a muffled thud, a small, charred dent appeared in the ground, and the surrounding soil was slightly cracked and wisps of smoke rose from it.

Lin Tian frowned as he looked at the small dent, dissatisfied with the power of his fireball spell: "Teacher, this power is too weak, it's far inferior to what you just used."

Lauen smiled and said, "Lin Tian, ​​it's already very good that you were able to form a fireball and successfully release it on your first attempt. You know, many beginners can't even condense a fireball. The power of magic isn't achieved overnight; it requires constant practice and accumulation. As long as you persevere, its power will naturally increase."

Upon hearing this, Lin Tian asked in surprise, "Really, teacher? I thought I hadn't studied well."

Lin Tian was overjoyed; it turned out he really was a genius!