Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique-Chapter 940 - 65 Shackles Ties
Chapter 940: Chapter 65: Shackles? Ties!
Chapter 940 -65: Shackles? Ties!
Nothing happened.
Link successfully stimulated his Life Light, but he did not summon the “shell” of the second light.
Moreover, there was no resonance between the coordinates of the original site of the Special Ruin World and the Long River of Time in the Wizard Civilization Universe.
This left Link puzzled and even more disappointed.
“It won’t work.”
Celestial Lord Michelle sighed, his emotions slightly fluctuated, “Indeed, it won’t work.”
From this, it seemed that Celestial Lord Michelle had anticipated this outcome.
Link looked at Celestial Lord Michelle with confusion, seeking an explanation.
“Put it away.”
Celestial Lord Michelle did not rush to answer, but first gestured for Link to retract his stimulated Life Light.
Even without the overlay of different flow speeds of time, which would not reduce lifespan, maintaining this state for a long time was still a consumption.
The consumption of the origin could affect future promotions.
Link knew this was well-intentioned and decisively retracted the Life Light.
Celestial Lord Michelle then said, “If it were only the ‘shell’ of the light, you might have been able to summon it. But beyond that ‘shell,’ there is another layer.”
“Added by the Heavenly Immortals/Celestial Masters and the five Saints of the Supreme Council?”
Link seemed to understand.
“Of course.”
Celestial Lord Michelle smiled and nodded, “Didn’t I mention it before? The reason I asked you to try was just a speculative hope. What if, right?”
“Yes.”
Link nodded in response.
“Alright, you’ve asked all the questions you had, and the things you wanted to clarify remain unclear. I don’t have any good advice for you, so you should go back.”
Celestial Lord Michelle was not one to drag things out, and he stood up to see his guest out.
Link did the same, politely bidding farewell and leaving the Celestial Lord Michelle’s residence, a travelling floating palace deep in space.
Joining the Medici Sixth Level Sage and his team on the Starship, Link turned his head and gazed through the porthole at the understated luxurious palace, his thoughts subtle and profound.
This palace, was it Celestial Lord Michelle’s residence or a prison?
Perhaps it was both.
Everything depended on how Celestial Lord Michelle viewed his situation.
If he was not troubled and angered by the loss of some of his freedom, he could live quite happily.
Furthermore, if he wished, he could even take back the Great Sage Tower of Michelle, now in the custody of the Supreme Council.
And then push the power and influence of the Great Sage Tower of Michelle even higher.
This scenario, without a doubt, was something neither Ravensmouth College nor Link wanted to see.
Link’s previous pleasant conversations with Celestial Lord Michelle did not mean that they could forget their grudges with a mere smile.
If rivalries and grudges were so easily set aside, would they still be considered as such?
Link was acutely aware of his strong resentment towards the Great Sage Tower of Michelle and towards Celestial Ward Michelle himself.
And he was equally aware that Celestial Lord Michelle knew of his intense resentment toward himself and the Great Sage Tower of Michelle.
Both were tacit in their understanding.
It was only because of their shared desire to glimpse the second light “shell” binding Celestial Lord Michelle’s fate that they interacted harmoniously.
“Did you gain anything?”
The inquiry from the Medici Sixth Level Sage broke Link’s gaze and his deep thoughts.
“Yes.”
Link snapped back to reality and responded indifferently.
“It’s good that you gained something. It wasn’t a wasted trip then.”
The Medici Sixth-level Sage was tactful, just leaving it at that, no longer speaking.
He obviously had no intention of asking Link what specifically he had gained.
Perhaps his question about whether Link gained anything was just to confirm that he and his team hadn’t wasted their efforts in disguising Link’s identity and hiding his itinerary.
After a brief warm-up, the engines of the Starship powered on at high capacity, quickly propelling the vessel away from the stellar region where Celestial Lord Michelle’s palace was located.
Thus, Link’s journey, which he did not want the Immortal God Tomorrow Court and Heavenly Master’s Mansion to know about—or, even if they knew, would pose no harm—concluded.
“Medici sage, please take me to find the reincarnation of Saint Lotson.”
Link made a request to the owner of the Starship, the Medici Sixth-level Sage.
“Okay.”
The Medici Sixth-level Sage readily agreed, then immediately entered a coordinate.
Through this action, Link discovered a detail.
Or rather, the Medici Sixth-level Sage had intentionally revealed this detail.
Saint Lotson’s current connections with the Supreme Council were extremely tight; he was constantly informing the Supreme Council of his whereabouts.
Of course, there was another possibility.
That is, Saint Lotson was cooperating with the Supreme Council, hence why the Medici Sage knew where he was.
Link did not speculate wildly but chose to sit back in his seat, close his eyes, and clear his mind.
With unclear and insufficient information, basing conclusions on one or two isolated facts can easily lead to misdirected thinking.
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If the person is not doing it intentionally, that might be better, suffering some losses but not crippling ones.
If the person is intentionally misdirecting, then it could be a disaster, potentially leading to a severe downfall.
Therefore, Link refrained from making guesses.
Seeing Link’s reaction, the Medici Sage experienced a brief moment of disappointment, which then quickly disappeared as he regained composure.
His disappointment was not because he had failed to misdirect Link’s thinking.
Rather, it was because he had set a trap to coax Link into asking why he knew where Lotson was.
The task given to the Medici Sage by the Supreme Council was initially not to disguise Link or arrange his itinerary, but to follow Link, observe him, and record his actions.
