Greatest Legacy of the Magus Universe C.400 Formation

"Space and time have no meaning in the Spirit World. One step there could mean ten steps here and vice versa," Adam said in a confident tone.

"Similarly, the flow of time is also highly altered there. A minute there could mean a second here and, once again, vice versa."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "That's why the spell models for the teleportation spells, even ritual formations for that matter, are so complicated. They contain not only the spatial coordinates for the material world but also temporal ones."

Adam thought for a brief moment, thinking if he had forgotten anything else. "Ah, that's right. Time in the Spirit World will always move forward, never backward."

The entire class was dumbfounded. In their eyes, Adam seemed like a person who frequently visited the Spirit World.

Or else, how else would he know about such information?

There was certainly the possibility of him studying about it in some arcane texts, but the way he spoke about it just now indicated his deep familiarity with the entire process.

Professor Whitaker had a surprised look on her face as she replied, "That is correct." She paused for a moment before nodding. "Alright, it seems that you're not entirely clueless."

Adam's lips twitched, but he replied respectfully, "Yes, Professor."

The old professor continued her lecture, teaching the students the basics of conjuring and teleportation.

Meanwhile, some of the students would secretly glance at Adam from time to time, their eyes gleaming with jealousy and resentment.

Sensing such fierce emotions from his fellow classmates, Adam didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If earlier he was being discriminated against due to cultural differences, now it would be for his talent and the potential he had just displayed.

Adam decided to throw this matter to the back of his mind for now. If people stepped up to look for trouble, he would deal with them effectively.

If he didn't show what he was capable of, he was afraid that these Magi would never leave him alone in the future. Well, it wasn't like he was scared of them anyway.

A punch and a kick could solve most problems in the world.

The lecture continued for a long time, several hours in fact. Unlike undergraduate students studying at academies where they would have many classes a day about different subjects, the graduate classes were specialized.

Since Adam had chosen to major in the School of Summoning, most if not all of his classes would be related to this School of Magic.

Moreover, his schedule was quite sparse. He only had to attend a few classes a week, and each day he wouldn't have more than one or two classes.

Soon Professor Whitaker's lecture was over. Before leaving, she gave the students a very interesting assignment.

That was to form a contract with a healing spirit!

...

A week later.

Adam entered his dorm room with an excited look on his face. He locked the door behind him, casting a few Rank 1 spells and making sure no one disturbed him.

He walked toward the seating area near the fireplace and shifted the chairs and tables, making enough space to carve a runic formation on the ground.

First, he burned some sandalwood incense and some herbs and placed them all around the room. This would create a calm and soothing atmosphere in the room, very conducive to what he was about to do.

He conjured a pitch-black, polished stone slab from his earring and placed it on the floor. This was a type of ore that he had recently bought in Ravenfell.

It was a good conductor of mana and was used by Magi to carve runic inscriptions on it.

The next moment Adam's eyes focused as he conjured a fine chisel and a mallet from his storage ring. Its blade gleamed under the light of the fireplace.

With a deep breath, Adam steadied his hand and channeled his mana, coating the blade with a layer of his pristine energy.

As the chisel met the stone slab, a soft, almost musical sound filled the air, mingling with the crackling of the firewood. Each strike of the mallet was accurate, releasing a dim glow from the point of contact.

Professor Whitaker had taught the students a type of runic formation that opened a portal to the Spirit World and summoned a healing spirit.

The student's task was to form a contract with said spirit. If the healing spirit that came in through the portal didn't resonate with the student, they could carry out this ritual again until they had found a spirit that they could deeply connect with.

This healing spirit would make for a formidable ally in battles, not for attack or defense, but for medical support.

The vast majority of Magi couldn't cast healing magic. They could only rely on healing potions.

Thus, forming a contract with a healing spirit could be said to be greatly beneficial to the Magus.

However, Adam decided to go a different route compared to the rest of the students.

Instead of waiting for spirits to come through the portal and check if they were compatible with him, he decided to enter the Spirit World himself.

Of course, if it wasn't for his Spirit World Traversal ability, he wouldn't have even thought about it.

Gradually, the black stone slab was filled with intricate patterns. The runes that he had carved were not just mere symbols but conduits for powerful magic, each one linked to the next in a complex and mystical network.

Finally, after close to an hour, the runic formation was complete.

Adam's eyes twinkled with excitement as he hurriedly sat cross-legged on the stone slab.

The next moment, however, a gray light flashed and Valerian appeared before him, his expression full of depression.

Seeing the young dragon's droopy face, Adam couldn't help but sigh, "Val, no matter what, I will not take you to the Spirit World. It's just too dangerous."

Valerian's eyes turned tearful and he limply lay down on the floor. "Myu…"

Adam felt like his heart was stabbed by countless daggers when he saw his dear familiar show such an expression. In the end, he gritted his teeth and made a concession.

"Fine! When your strength reaches the equivalent of a Rank 2 Magus, I'll take you to the Spirit World with me."

"Really?!" Valerian shot to his feet, his eyes lighting up.

But the next moment, his expression turned somber again. "But who knows how long it'll take to reach that level."

A dragon's advancement was vastly different from a Magus.

A Magus had to advance in ranks through diligently practicing mindfulness, researching, and learning the arcane arts.

Whereas, a dragon became more powerful as they aged.

Adam shook his head and spoke sternly, "No, Val, this is non-

negotiable."

Valerian thought for a long while, before reluctantly nodding. Earlier, he was always denied by Adam, but now he finally saw some hope.

Even though it would take him several years to become as powerful as a Rank 2 Magus, as long as there was hope for traveling to the Spirit World with Adam, he could afford to wait.

Having made up his mind, Valerian jumped around in joy. "Myu! Myu! Myu!"

Seeing the little fellow act so adorably, Adam's heart melted. He smiled warmly and said,"Alright, Val, guard my physical body, okay? I could be back in a minute, or it could take me a whole day."

Valerian clenched his tiny paws and nodded. "I will protect you, brother!"

Adam nodded, having full trust in the little guy. The next moment, he weaved a hand sign. Following which, the runes on the black stone slab lit up in a resplendant light.

Then, the void tore open and a small portal to the Spirit World was formed right above the youth.

Adam waved yet another hand sign causing his soul body to seperate from his physical body.

And then…

He shot through the portal!