"It's useless to give her a pill, it won't work," a voice suddenly sounded and managed to make Wan Lie and Huang Bao turn around.

A very old man entered their sight, there was an oversized white robe wrapped around his body with a few small bells hanging from the lower hem of his robe, the conical hat he was wearing slightly hiding the completely white mane. His body was small, roughly the size of Elder Bao's body.

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"What do you mean?" Wan Lie asked when he saw the old man approaching them, the sound of the knocking of the stick in his hand accompanied by the clatter of the bell sounding in sync with his footsteps.

"The pain she was experiencing was not a pain that could be cured immediately if she took the pill, the pain she was experiencing was the result of the influence of her imperfect soul."

"So what? What should I do to make her stop hurting?" asked Wan Lie again.

"Nothing."

"What do you mean there isn't?" Now it was Huang Bao's turn to ask.

"Nothing can stop the pain except herself don't worry it won't harm her and maybe soon the pain will go away, "replied the old man.

"By the way, why are you visiting me? You're not here just for a walk, right?" added the man again.

"I thought you were dead, it has been hundreds of years since you last visited me," said the man again then laughed without giving Elder Bao a chance to answer his question.

"All right, all right. How are you? How are the conditions in the outside world? Is it still the same as before? Or is it getting more chaotic?" He asked again and then loud laughter.

"Looks like your rambling habit hasn't changed yet, check," said Huang Bao, this is one of the reasons why he was so lazy to visit this place, every time he came here, the old man would always bombard him with various kinds of questions.

While on the other hand, Fu Xie Lan already felt the throbbing in her head starting to subside. Now that she was able to regain her balance, she slowly moved with her hands still attached to Wan Lie's arms to help her up.

"How about now? Shall we just go back?" worried Elder Bao

"It's okay teacher, it's a little better," replied Fu Xie Lan.

"Teacher? Hahahahaha didn't I hear wrong? Little girl, did you call the teacher to the old man?"

"Tch, as if you were young," replied Elder Bao.

"Little girl, what's your name? A very rare occurrence if Huang Bao has a disciple."

"Since when did you become that old man's disciple? Ah yes, I wonder what things were with you that made you his disciple?"

"Hhhh, stop asking questions. We didn't visit this place because wanted to answer all your questions," replied Elder Bao, rolling his eyes in embarrassment.

"Hahaha. Alright, alright. Emm, introduce me, Xiao Ying," he said introducing himself.

"May I know what your name is little girl?" Xiao Ying asked then walked over to the girl and held out the tip of her wand.

Fu Xie Lan who saw the stick pointed at her glanced at Huang Bao, confused because she did not know what to do with the stick whose tip was now right in front of her stomach.

"It's okay, just touch it," Huang Bao said with a nod as if he understood the meaning of Fu Xie Lan's glance.

Slowly but surely, one of Fu Xie Lan's hands moved to hold the end of the staff. The girl flinched in surprise as she felt a slight sting on her body when her skin came into contact with Xiao Ying's wand. Instantly the feeling of pain that remained in her head disappeared.

It turns out that the wand has a very soft texture and is a bit chewy, not like she thought it looked very hard.

"I am Fu Xie Lan, and the young man beside me is Wan Lie," she said introducing herself.

One second...

Two seconds ...

Suddenly a transparent and extremely thin stream of blue, green, and brown mana flowed through the wand and Fu Xie Lan's pupils changed color from violet to sapphire blue, it only lasted a few seconds. No one noticed but Xiao Ying, not even Fu Xie Lan herself.

"Interesting," muttered Xiao Ying in a whisper with a smile etched on his lips. He then pulled back his wand.

"Alright, follow me," said Xiao Ying then turned around accompanied by the sound of the jingling bells that accompanied his steps.

"Ah yes, you can call me whatever you want," he added again and then disappeared in the door.

Fu Xie Lan and Wan Lie exchanged glances as the old man disappeared.

"It's okay. Don't worry, he's my old friend. Like Elder Chen. It's just that he's a little different," explained Elder Bao.

"..." Wan Lie

"..." Fu Xie Lan

"I have known him from childhood, at that time he was already attached to this place. I don't know the cause, but there was a time when he tried to leave this tower, he became very weak and then was unconscious for a very long time, tried many times but the same thing kept happening. Until he gave up and decided to stay here for the rest of his life," Huang Bao added at length.

Wan Lie and Fu Xie Lan just listened, not intending to ask any further questions.

"And if you think this tower is part of the Phoenix academy, you are wrong. This tower existed long before this academy was founded," he explained again then stepped forward following Xiao Ying.

"Come on!"

Fu Xie Lan and Wan Lie then followed the two old men.

Huang Bao also entered that room without touching the doorknob. In other words, his body broke through the door and disappeared in there.

Seeing that Fu Xie Lan hesitated. This is the first time for her. What if she made a mistake?

Suddenly her hand was grabbed by someone, it was the hand of the youth next to her. Wan Lie then pulled her without hesitation and walked through the door like the two short old men.

Fu Xie Lan's reflex closed her eyes, it felt very strange as if it was breaking through a very thin membrane.

The glare of light immediately greeted the two of them, Fu Xie Lan blinked her eyes with her hands raised blocking the light that was interfering with her sight.

It only lasted a few seconds the light had dimmed.

And what awaits her is a very extraordinary sight. A castle colored blue and white stood majestically in front of her, with several streams flowing on both sides, pillars that stood firmly with various vines twisting beautifully filled it, several trees that for the first time she saw lined up neatly on both sides of the path made of various types of rocks. It would be strange for a place like this to be at the top of a tower.

"You are the second to enter this place after Huang Bao," a voice that turned out to be from Xiao Ying distracted the two of them.

"This is one of the high-level magic, only true wizards or in other words, only wizards who are at the third level can create their world, but not all third-level wizards can do something like this," explained Huang Bao as if he knew the mind the two people who were with him.