Greatest Legacy of the Magus Universe
Chapter 376: Wanderer

Adam sat cross-legged atop the mast of a ship. A vortex of unnoticeable mana swirled around him as he revolved the Five Elemental Codex.

Mana from the five fundamental elements was absorbed into his body. These elements then merged and flowed through his mana channels.

The quality of mana in the Mana Foundation Rank was intangible. Now, however, the energy was in a gaseous state as it traveled through the youth's mana channels and started to condense near his stomach region.

In the Mana Liquefaction Rank, the mana is in a very disorderly state. It enters the Magus' body, passes through the mana channels, and finally concentrates in the area between the two kidneys.

Reaching the Mana Liquefaction Rank is a transformative process. Not only is the spirit sea formed, but the Magus' mana capacity significantly increases and becomes more potent.

After a few hours had passed, Adam slowly opened his eyes. His jet-black pupils shone with a brilliant light. As the light receded, one could see the chasmic depth in them.

The youth lowered his head and clenched his fists. Even with the enhancements from my potions, it should take me decades to advance to the next rank…

In the Mana Foundation Rank, a Magus' lifespan is between 100-150 years. In the following rank, the lifespan jumps to 200-300 years.

Basically, a Mana Liquefaction Magus has until the end of their lifespans to advance to the Mana Vortex Rank.

However, this was far easier said than done.

No doubt, a Magus' talent played a very crucial factor in their advancement. However, there was yet another important consideration - the availability of mana in the surroundings.

According to the memories of the experts, I can surmise that Tron is a backward planet in this universe. After all, the potency of mana in the surroundings is very minuscule, Adam thought to himself.

The single greatest factor that determines a planet's grade is the availability and the potency of mana on it.

From the experts' memories, Adam had seen many planets with extremely abundant mana. Moreover, the potency of mana was profound. It was almost as if he had experienced it for himself.

Based on that, the youth could tell that the mana on his home planet wasn't all that great.

Due to this, even if a Magus had an A-grade aptitude, they would take a ridiculously long time to advance through the ranks.

Comparatively, planets that had rich mana allowed the Magi to rapidly advance through ranks.

Thinking of all this, the youth couldn't help but sigh to himself. If I didn't have the memories of those powerful Magi, I wonder how my life would have turned out.

Would I have even been able to advance to my current stage?

He was deeply grateful for the white lotus that he accidentally acquired in his youth. If not for this treasure, he would be directionless.

Adam turned his head and glanced at the vast expanse of the Galestine Ocean stretching endlessly. A gust of salty breeze blew by, making his raven hair flutter.

The youth took a deep breath. The scent of the sea brought with it the faint smell of seaweed and the occasional whiff of fish.

Seagulls circled above the ship, their cries mingling with the shouts of the ship crew down below.

Realizing how far he had come in his journey as a Magus, he couldn't help but smile faintly. He uncorked the wine gourd and took a swig.

Then, he recited a wonderful poem.

"With a wine gourd on my back, I roam far and near;

"Seeking new roads, no place in my heart too dear;

"Across the lands and seas so wide;

"I shall roam with my dreams as guide;

"Through valleys deep and mountains tall;

"The spirit of a wanderer shall always answer the call."

In his heart, Adam had already decided that one day he would leave this planet and venture into the vast expanse of the universe.

He would travel to various worlds, experience myriad magical civilizations, and go on countless adventures.

This was the spirit of a wanderer!

"So what if the scarceness of mana in this world hinders my path? No matter the circumstance, my heart will never yield," Adam spoke defiantly.

He knew of a few ways to tackle this problem when it came to practicing mindfulness. However, for that, he would have to extensively study the art of runes.

Adam wouldn't waste his time hoping that the next soul he devoured would contain the memories of a Runesmith.

No, he would start learning about this profession on his own.

The next moment, a furry gray cat agilely climbed the tall wooden mast and jumped onto Adam's lap.

"Brother!" Valerian spoke excitedly. He then pointed his paw in a certain direction. "Look!"

Adam gazed in that direction where the silhouette of a distant city began to take shape.

"Ravenfell!"

It had been a little more than three months since he had departed from Acryon. After his meeting with Elrod, he left the following day.

He was to join Saratoga Castle as a student. At the same time, he had to complete the surveillance mission given to him by the Brotherhood.

Adam didn't know the exact details of the mission. Elrod had said that someone would brief him when he arrived in Ravenfell.

Since this mission extended over a relatively long time period

—spanning years, even decades—Adam could take it easy. There was no sense of urgency, so to speak.

This would also allow him to focus more on his arcane studies.

Adam had to admit that having someone like Elrod and Berger within the same organization he was a part of was very advantageous for him.

As the ship drew closer to the city, Adam, as well as the people on board, could make out more details.

Tall spires and buildings, a bustling harbour, a place of wonder and new beginnings.

Adam's eyes twinkled with anticipation as he wondered about what awaited him in this new place.

A thrill of adventure coursed through his veins and his lips curled up into a brilliant smile.

"Ravenfell, here I come!"