Chapter 2

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Ollivanders Magic Wand Branch.

Through the misty rain and the fierce firelight, Yuanxiao could see the magic shop at the center of Chaoyang City from a distance.

"Ollivanders..."

Yuanxiao pushed open the door with a strange smile. The light drizzle only made his clothes slightly damp, not uncomfortable, but the roaring fire in the fireplace inside still made him feel constrained. It would be even better if there wasn't a middle-aged man with a hooked nose sitting behind the counter.

"You're late today."

The middle-aged man with the hooked nose opened his eyes and coldly snorted. He waved his wand, and an ancient silver pot on the counter was manipulated by an invisible force to pour a cup of warm milk tea, which then floated in the air and landed directly in Yuanxiao's hand.

"Uncle Tock, I met a new practitioner today. You'll help me deal with him later. This person is the type who is overly self-important and has already developed a killing intent towards me. If left unchecked, it could cause some trouble."

Yuanxiao took the milk tea and took a sip, speaking calmly, showing no sign of being a practitioner's servant.

"A new practitioner, he just left here. He has no background. Since he is threatening us, I will get rid of him as soon as possible."

The middle-aged man with the hooked nose, named Tock, nodded as if it were a given, then chuckled, "By the way, today is your 15th birthday, right?"

"Yep! I'm 15 today."

Yuanxiao put down the milk tea and lay on another armchair by the fireplace, enjoying the warmth of the fire.

"I've been protecting you for four years now. It's time for you to repay me."

Tock rubbed his hooked nose excitedly. No one knew how excited he was when a plane traveler found him four years ago. Now, this excitement has been pent up for four years, making every second unbearable.

"Are you ready with the coordinates?" Yuanxiao's lips curled up as he spread out his right hand.

At 15, it is a crucial age for humans on the Golden Continent. At this age, a human's soul is mature enough to withstand the fusion of a practitioner template and the soul. Before this, even with a practitioner template, one could only accumulate knowledge.

Tock had been waiting for four years, and he had also been suffering for four years to reach this day.

"Of course, I spent three years and went bankrupt to get this thing."

Tock carefully took out a silver triangular fragment from his magic robe. One side was round and smooth, while the other two sides were as smooth as if cut by a blade. He had spent three years searching for this so-called coordinate.

Yuanxiao's eyes lit up, almost jumping off the armchair to grab the triangular fragment.

After four years of waiting, this was what he had been waiting for. Otherwise, an adult's soul could have long withstood the power of a practitioner, and he wouldn't have been confined in Chaoyang City for four years like a prisoner.

Four years ago, his first attempt at plane travel ended in failure, giving him a harsh wake-up call. It was then that he realized he was different from the legendary plane travelers. He needed a special coordinate, a mysterious antique.

Mysterious antiques—various items that survived the explosion of the ancient Earth.

Even after three million years, they remain undecayed and indestructible, but no one has been able to discover any wondrous functions.

The only thing known is that these mysterious antiques were exposed to the golden light of the origin during the Earth's explosion, making them indestructible, even by the peak beings of the Golden Continent.

Therefore, although no one has discovered any functions of these mysterious antiques, they are highly sought after by powerful practitioners, much like historical antiques.

This triangular fragment, a piece of a DVD, took Tock three years and all his wealth to obtain. If he hadn't found Tock and described a bright future, he wouldn't have gotten it even after ten years.

"How is it? Can this thing be used?" Tock asked nervously.

"It can..."

Yuanxiao summoned his practitioner template and sighed in relief as the plane travel icon lit up.

"Great! When do we start the transfer?"

Tock used a magic acceleration spell, closing the door of the wand shop while asking.

"Not yet."

Yuanxiao's response met with Tock's cold and unfriendly gaze.

Facing Tock's hostility, Yuanxiao shrugged helplessly, "I need to try it out. After all, this is our first plane travel. If we mess up, we could lose our lives. You wouldn't want to see me, a plane traveler, fall after just one plane, right?"

"I was too hasty. I'll go deal with that practitioner who offended you first."

Tock's face cleared up instantly. He opened and closed the door, then quickly followed the route the practitioner had taken in the rain.

Yuanxiao watched the closed door and smiled coldly, knowing that it was enchanted.

Tock wasn't worried about him traveling alone, as a plane traveler without any power had a 99% chance of dying on the first plane travel. He would wait for Tock to ensure his safety.

Lying back on the warm armchair, Yuanxiao hesitated for a moment before tapping a special icon on his practitioner template.

It was an icon that shouldn't exist, the icon of his original plane, the birth plane. He had shown Tock his practitioner template, but Tock hadn't noticed this special icon, which he had spent three years researching.

The icon was a rectangular silver mirror with a frame engraved with mysterious patterns.

With a touch, the mirror's surface began to ripple like water.

A beam of light shot out from Yuanxiao's forehead, forming a silver portal identical to the mirror, visible only to him.

In one swift motion, Yuanxiao jumped off the armchair and stepped into the mirror world.

He found himself on the rooftop of a 30-story building, a villa. The light portal flashed, and he appeared outside the villa door. The surrounding tempered glass shielded him from the fierce wind at the 30th floor. Yuanxiao walked to the edge of the rooftop and looked down at the city below.

The mirror-like icon on the practitioner panel connected to a world in a state of temporal stasis.

In this world, everything within a hundred meters of Yuanxiao came to life, while the rest, including the sunlight in the sky, was frozen in place.

After two years of exploration, Yuanxiao finally confirmed that this world was the Earth before the Golden Age, a perfect replica of the Earth, but with no life and everything in a state of temporal stasis.

At first, Yuanxiao was very happy. Having a private world was incredibly comfortable.

There were all kinds of delicacies from around the world, with many high-end restaurants offering various dishes in a state of temporal stasis.

If he needed weapons and equipment, the military arsenals of various countries were full, and the laboratories contained unproduced research results, various secret advanced weapons, and even tens of thousands of nuclear bombs.

As for wealth, all the mineral resources and gold in the world's banks belonged to him.

But the reality of Chaoyang City soon gave him a harsh blow.

On the Golden Continent, gold and jewels from Earth always circulated among the poor. As for the currency among practitioners, it had to be energy minerals. Gold only had value if it was energy gold.

Energy gold was valuable, and gold could help the poor live better.

Since he couldn't rely on gold and jewels to become wealthy, as the King of Assassins, Yuanxiao immediately thought of Earth's weapons.

However, a beast tide outside Chaoyang City, with strange and powerful beasts that could tear through a hundred-meter wall with one claw and destroy dozens of people with a fireball, once again shattered his hopes.

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