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Leiden City, the newly built city lord's palace, Siosande's room.

The light blue flames rose, and the azure flames filled the entire room, with little starlight mixed in, reflecting Siosande's face.

At this time, he is trying to streamline the ritual steps.

However, the flame only lasted for a few seconds before quietly extinguishing, causing Siosande's face to look very ugly.

Streamlining the "Star Eye" ritual failed.

"As I said, this is talent. His talent is far stronger than you think."

An illusory figure quietly emerged from his shoulder and whispered to Siosand.

This was the forty-second attempt that failed.

During the days of waiting in Leiden City, this kind of failure had already made Siosand numb.

Yes, the forty-second attempt to simplify the ritual failed. Although there was progress, it failed to accumulate slowly.

As Julian's student, Siosande certainly needs to learn from his teacher's academic achievements and inherit his legacy.

However, relatively speaking, he was able to make rapid progress in the soul realm, but failed miserably in the ritual realm. His progress was so slow that he couldn't help but begin to doubt his ability.

As one of the best silver-level prophets in the Tower of Stars, his ritual skills are certainly not too bad.

However, the standard here is measured according to the previous standard ceremony procedures.

Once the ceremony is streamlined, even to a trivial part, the difficulty increases dramatically.

The procedures for holding these rituals are the result of the efforts of the sages of the Star Tower over the past generations, and can help the gold coin system extraordinary masters to the greatest extent to control the rituals.

After the test of time and history, what remains is the best of the best.

And this means that every complicated program is like a simple and solid model building block, and any small piece taken out of it may lead to the failure of the ceremony.

Only through repeated attempts was Siosand able to roughly figure out the possible patterns.

The more he explored, the more he felt the senior's terror.

So far, he has only been able to streamline a small section of the program, even risking the risk of being backlashed by the ritual. Perhaps only with the help of Meng Ji, he has the confidence to reduce the "Eye of the Star", the most stable ritual, to About five breaths of time.

And Sartre...

Not long ago, he demonstrated to Siosande that he only needed two breaths and a tiny bit of psychic powder to induce spirituality.

After successfully advancing to the Silver level, with the help of soul metamorphosis, his speed was much faster than before.

In actual combat, the gap of three breaths is equivalent to reaching the Green Kingdom in the North from the Kingdom of Agrant.

In academic terms, these three breaths of time are at least equal to Siosande's three months of research time!

It took him three months to have the confidence to make the "Eye of the Star" ritual as brief as that of Sartre, but Sartre... might only need a day or two to streamline the "Eye of the Star" ceremony to him. The limit of what can be done.

Sometimes, even Siosande had to wonder whether Senior Sartre had reached the level of a teacher in controlling spirituality?

Just relying on the ethereal talent, touch, and intuition, you can completely cross the gap of increased control brought about by the metamorphosis of the soul...

Only the other side that cannot be reached through hard work is called talent.

Obviously, in this regard, Sartre went further than Sousander imagined.

Sometimes Siosande would even have some kind of illusion, feeling that it was his own imagination that limited his understanding of his senior's limits.

"I know." Siosande responded casually, staring at the ashes remaining after the failed ritual in front of him.

Before Meng Ji could speak again, there was a knock on the door.

"It's me, Sartre."

It wasn't until Siosandra opened the door and Sartre walked into the room that he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Is it really okay for us to stay in Leiden City?"

Sartre lowered his head and glanced at the embers rising into thin smoke. As if he didn't see Meng Ji, he asked Siosande.

"This is the teacher's request."

Not long ago, when they sent inquiries to the teacher through a channeled letter, the teacher's response was beyond everyone's expectations - he asked Sartre, Siosande, and even Tuantivan to stay in Leiden City, saying that Just wait.

Julian did not say how long they would have to wait, nor did he give a specific time, nor did he ask them how to wait, he just asked them to stay in Leiden City.

If such a piece of childish guidance hadn't come from Julian's mouth, the four people present might not have believed it.

However, after all, Julian is the strongest prophet in the mainland...

Although they were full of doubts, everyone could only follow Julian's guidance and stay in Leiden City honestly.

It is precisely because of this that Sartre and Siosande had enough time to figure out how to further streamline the ceremony in the room.

"Do you think it was the teacher who said that on purpose?" Sartre hesitated again and again, then hesitantly said, "Could it be that the teacher was afraid that something might happen to me while traveling, so he simply found an excuse to let Master Tuantiwan Stay with me?"

Who is Master Tuantivan? How can it be? !

Siosande had to hold back his retort for a long time, but when he calmed down, he had to admit that it seemed, it seemed, possible, there was such a small probability... that it was true?

The teacher's protective personality is almost as famous as his title. What's more, Sartre has a special status now and is shouldering the teacher's direct legacy. When he goes out, if there is a strong person to protect him...

Doesn't it seem possible?

"No, if that's the case, the teacher can ask Master Tuantiwan to protect you. There is no need to use such means." Siosande reacted and said calmly.

"Yes, I think so too, but...let Master Tu Antiwan just stay in Leiden City and wait for his lost tower spirit to come to your door?"

Until now, Sartre still couldn't figure out why Tu Antivan's tower spirit disappeared mysteriously.

Obviously the tower spirit should be locked deep in the mage tower and should be carefully kept.

Moreover, it is a heavily guarded mage tower. Who can overcome the many blockades and traps and steal the tower spirit?

What’s even more outrageous is that this was apparently done without anyone noticing.

Otherwise, all it takes is the tower spirit to send out an early warning signal, and the entire mage tower will enter a first-level alert state in just a few seconds.

Therefore, although Tu Antivan said nothing about how he lost the tower spirit, Sartre had vaguely noticed that something was wrong.

It seems that there is another hidden secret about Master Tu Antiwan's loss of the tower spirit?