It was a technique he had failed to learn for over ten days.

But today, he had finally mastered it. He had finally learned An Zheng’s Root Magic.

Tier Five Root Magic: Unchanging Eternal Technique.

All magic cast with it would possess the property of permanence.

It shared a similar principle with his own Root of All Transformations.

The difference, however, was in the details.

His own Root of All Transformations required Source to be maintained, whereas this one did not.

This technique could make every spell he cast unchanging and eternal.

Unless it was intentionally and thoroughly destroyed.

Otherwise, the eternal magic would even repair itself. As long as the rate of destruction couldn’t outpace the rate of repair, the eternal magic would never vanish.

’What a powerful Root Magic.’

’No...’

Lu Cang recalled every Root Mage he had ever seen.

’No Root Magic has ever been weak. They are all the culmination of a Mage’s most profound contemplation.’

Lu Cang tucked away the knowledge of this newly learned magic.

He didn’t use it.

Lu Cang didn’t want to reveal, in front of An Zheng, his ability to learn the Root Magic of others.

’He might have perceived me when I learned the Root Magic of the other two Root Mages some time ago.’

’But now, face to face, it’s better to be more discreet.’

Lost in thought, Lu Cang slowly adopted an enlightened expression and said gratefully, "Thank you, senior... I finally understand."

"Your teachings have been of great benefit to me, senior."

An Zheng’s hollow eyes remained fixed on Lu Cang.

He let out a faint chuckle. "In my entire life, I have only ever taken one disciple. By a twist of fate, you could be considered my grand-disciple."

A Storage Bag flew out of An Zheng’s hand and landed in Lu Cang’s.

"By entrusting these to you, I suppose I can say my legacy will continue..."

Hearing An Zheng call him a grand-disciple, Lu Cang looked slightly surprised and asked, "Are you by any chance Master Iz’s master?"

’Iz never mentioned that.’

An Zheng let out a cold chuckle. "No."

Iz, too, shook his head helplessly.

Lu Cang was baffled. ’I don’t have a second master, so how did I become a grand-disciple?’

’Granted, the man was old enough to be several generations above me, but how did the master-disciple lineage work out?’

"That disciple of mine was named Meiser."

The corner of Lu Cang’s mouth twitched imperceptibly.

’The hell... Who’s your grand-disciple?’

’In other words, Iz, who’s standing right next to me, not only killed this man’s disciple but is also preventing An Zheng from reaching Level 9.’

’This is a genuine blood feud.’

’And I’m Iz’s disciple.’

’Forget it. Maybe I should just get out of here?’

’Otherwise, I’m afraid he’ll take his anger out on me...’

But Lu Cang still forced himself to say, "Haha, Senior An Zheng... you must be joking."

"Your disciple and I only met once. It can’t be considered a real master-disciple relationship."

But An Zheng shook his head, a hollow smile playing on his shriveled lips. "It is."

"I doubt I will live to see that day, but you can..."

"You can live to see the day Izparut reaches Level 8. Live to see the day he despairs of ever reaching Level 9, yet still strives with all his might to enter the Level 9 Realm."

"When that time comes, you will be the one to stop him."

Lu Cang looked at the Date of Death above the man’s head.

Date of Death: 31 days

’An Zheng, you’re going to die in the early hours of the morning at the beginning of next month.’

’Your premonition is right. You really won’t live to see that day.’

Then, Lu Cang looked again at Izparut’s Date of Death.

Date of Death: 951 years

’Izparut will also die in 951 years.’

’It looks like Iz will successfully break through to become a Level 8 Mage, surpassing the normal lifespan limit for that level.’

’A death that far in the future won’t necessarily be from old age.’

’It’s probably due to some other cause.’

’Ah, An Zheng, your premonition is completely wrong. Iz will successfully reach Level 9.’