Chapter 792: 2 15 Magic Test_2
Feng Ping frowned and asked, "What’s so urgent that it needs to be done right away?"
Ah Dai lowered his head and said, "Uncle, please don’t make it difficult for me. These are some personal matters of my master. He repeatedly emphasized on his deathbed that I must do them as soon as possible."
Feng Ping sighed and said, "Alright then. Follow me." With these words, he led Ah Dai into a small room behind the Mercenary Guild. Feng Ping’s Red Lion Mercenary Corps was a top-tier mercenary group with quite a reputation across the continent. Originally, he intended to recruit Ah Dai into the group, but given his current state, he had no choice but to abandon this idea.
Feng Ping took a small cloth bag out of a cupboard and gave it to Ah Dai, saying, "Take this for your journey. Once you finish your master’s matters, come back and find me here. I usually stay here, and even if I’m not around, I’ll definitely return within a month. Then, I’ll take you back to the mountains. Be careful on your journey, the situation on the continent is not very peaceful right now."
Ah Dai held the heavy little bag. As a former thief, just by touching it he could tell that there was a pile of coins inside. "Uncle, thank you, but how can I take your money?"
Feng Ping’s face darkened, "Why are you being so formal? We’re family. It’s only natural to help each other. By the way, Ah Dai, don’t you have a full name?"
Ah Dai shook his head, "As far as I remember, I’ve always been called Ah Dai."
Feng Ping sighed, "You must have had a hard time when you were young. Ah Dai, even though we only just sparred, your unending battle spirit seems no weaker than mine. Which level have you trained to? It seems like you perform better than me."
Ah Dai scratched his head and replied, "My True Qi practice has reached level four, and I should be close to level five I guess."
Feng Ping was astonished. He only managed to cultivate his True Qi to level five last year. How could this seemingly naive boy progress so swiftly? After reaching the third level, each level of advancement was extremely difficult. Only one or two people from his master’s generation managed to reach level eight, and level nine was only attained by their mentor. When Feng Ping was Ah Dai’s age, he had just entered the third realm, and that made his master very satisfied.
"Level five is already quite impressive. You must work hard, you will surely bring glory to our Tian Gang Sword Sect in the future."
Ah Dai nodded, "Uncle, I certainly will." He had already decided that after finding his teacher Goris, he would practice hard for a few years.
Feng Ping said, "Since you still have many things to do, I won’t keep you. When you have time in the future, we can catch up." Feng Ping walked Ah Dai out of the Mercenary Guild before he stopped. Under his watchful eyes, Ah Dai didn’t dare to head straight towards the Mage Guild but walked a long way, turned a corner, waited for a while, before looping back. This wasn’t because Ah Dai was particularly cunning, but he instinctively felt that it would be somewhat inappropriate for Feng Ping to see him enter the Mage Guild.
"Boy, you must have gone to the wrong place." A deep voice echoed.
Just as Ah Dai walked into the entrance of the Mage Guild, he was still reminiscing about his warm-hearted uncle as he was startled by the sudden voice. Looking around, he saw a huge six-pointed magic star drawn on the ground in the middle of the hall. On the wall directly opposite was a large white wooden board with dozens of names listed in order of status. The highest-ranking title was ’Magus’, followed by ’Archmage’, ’Senior Magician’, ’Intermediate Magician’, and ’Junior Magician’. The title ’Junior Magician’ had the most names. Below the board was a counter. The only person present in the hall was an old man dressed in a yellow magic robe standing behind the counter, clearly the source of the voice.
Ah Dai scratched his head, tentatively asking, "Isn’t this the Mage Guild?"
The old magician still sat there and said, "Yes, this is the Mage Guild. You can leave now, no magician here would want to become a mercenary."
Ah Dai was taken aback. It seemed that the old magician had mistaken him as someone from the Mercenary Corps. He quickly shook his head saying, "No, no, I’m not a mercenary, I’m here to take the magician level test and receive the reward." Having finally found the Mage Guild, he wondered what he would look like in a magic robe.
The Old Magician looked puzzled, "Are you joking? Do warriors also learn magic? That’s very rare."
Ah Dai blinked, "Why can’t a warrior learn magic? Besides, I am indeed a magician! My uncle said that I’m at least at the level of a Junior Magician."
The old magician frowned. He didn’t think the boy in warrior attire standing before him was joking, but since he was carrying the Wide Sword of the Tian Gang Sword Sect, his Kung Fu must not be weak. How could he possibly study magic? Learning magic required high aptitude. Even he, after many years of practice, was still only an Earth System Junior Magician. Because he didn’t hold a noble title, he could only work here as a gatekeeper. Seeing the simple-looking boy standing before him, he probably wouldn’t be stronger than him. He gestured Ah Dai over, saying "Come here."
Ah Dai stepped forward to stand in front of the old magician. The old magician scrutinized him before saying, "No matter how I look at you, you seem like a warrior. But since you’re willing to take the test, pay the test fee first. If you pass, the fee will be returned to you. If you fail, naturally the money will go to the Guild."
