Transcendent Dawn

In the bedroom.

Su Lu lay on the bed feigning sleep, his focus on his attribute bar:

Name: [Su Lu Pottery]

Profession: [Mystical Scholar] (Rank Two)

Professional Rank: [2]

Title: [None]

Strength: [1.6], Agility: [1.3], Constitution: [2.2], Spirit: [4.0]

Inspiration: [4.0]

Skills: [Creation of Dead Princess LVI], [Maga Fighting Skills LV5], [Soul

Trance LV3], [Spirit Oppression LV2], [Spirit Thorn LV3], [Magical Item Production LVI]

Passive: [Common Hebrew LV3], [Basic Physics LV5], [Demon Hunting Knowledge LV4], [Ancient Hebrew LV2], [Gulam Language LVI], [Mysterious

Knowledge LVI

“Everything else remains the same, yet my fundamental knowledge of physics has suspiciously increased by one level. Is it due to my recent progress in particular?”

In reality, passives and skills can be improved through active learning. Experience points merely speed up the process.

In recent times, Su Lu has been involved in a lot of research in physics while trying to invent the telegraph, so it’s normal for such improvement to occur. “I wonder how many points and how much progression I can earn this time… I hope I can get directly into the core of Green Tree Castle! If that happens… I

can carry out my other plans.”

Su Lu thought of Nia City.

As the first hometown of the transmigrator and the place he spent four years in college, he was still quite fond of it.

If possible, he didn’t want any significant changes to happen to it.

Therefore, when he realized that a massive unseen force may be hiding there, he immediately thought of reporting it.

But considering the disparity in strength between the two sides, it is no different from suicide. If he is found out, the mystical side of this world could practice some prophecy spells, which would lead to his horrific death.

Therefore, he has been putting it off until now, hoping to find a power he can rely upon.

Besides, this is also for the protection of Beryl.

Su Lu never forgot the Corpse Maiden girl who seemed to have been blessed by the moon.

‘Beryl… should be inferior to me, right? After all, she doesn’t have an attribute bar to help her cheat… but having a Golden Finger blessed by the moon makes it about the same…’

Thinking about Bess Taylor, Su Lu felt a twinge of annoyance.

“Huh?”

Suddenly, he took notice, perceiving some bizarre aura surrounding him. “A transcendent power? And it leans towards spirit type!”

As atMystical Scholar], Su Lu was very certain and scoffed: “I don’t even dare to use my transcendent power arbitrarily, yet someone dares to use theirs against me?”

Opening his Inspiration, he immediately observed some mysterious black aura.

It was like strands of hair, seeping out from the spirit world and seemingly intending to wrap around him.

“Misfortune? Illness?”

Su Lu lightly pinched the black strands, playing with them idly: “A weak curse! Its effect seems similar to making a voodoo doll… it’s nowhere near as potent as a demon or demonic professionals!”

This kind of mild curse, not to mention that he is now a rank-two elite, even a rank-one transcendent person could counter it!

“The enemy is weak… Looks like my recent increase in popularity has sparked some jealousy?”

Su Lu wasn’t surprised by the involvement of transcendent individuals in the Electromechanical Research Institute.

Some senior researchers, with enough contributions, might have a chance to encounter the transcendent world.

And their accumulated points might permit them to exchange for a profession or two, marking the beginning of their transcendent journey!

“It seems… they are only bullying me because I’m new! However… they will never grasp the implications of the telegram!”

Thought Su Lu with a cold smirk.

Even if he was a mere ordinary person, the results of his experiments would be impressive enough to capture higher-ups’ attention. Should anything unexpected occur, and the research facility investigates, could that schemer escape unscathed?

But Su Lu has no intention of doing so.

On the contrary, he is treating this matter as an opportunity to expose his ‘special’ abilities!

If he wants to gain access to the core, there will be inspections. In front of the many ranking professionals, he could not hide his transcendent abilities, nor did he intend to.

The value he had demonstrated through the telegram outshone everything

else.

“Soul Trance!”

Su Lu’s spirit jumped out of his body and dove into the Spirit World.

Strands of black hair now acted as clear markers, leading him to find his way to another dormitory building.

In a dark room somewhere.

A pentagram was drawn on the ground, with candles lit at each corner, forming a ritual setup.

In the center of the pentagram was a crude doll, its surface inscribed with Su Lu’s name in Ancient Hebrew.

Victor, his eyes gloomy, chanted a spell while holding a dagger engraved with runes, ruthlessly stabbing the doll in the chest.

“In my name, I curse you!”

“Su Lu Pottery! You will be shrouded in misfortune; you will be tormented by disease!”

“What’s going on?”

A moment later, Victor ceased his ritual with a grim face: “Why hasn’t the curse worked? I’m not getting any ‘feedback’ …” “That’s because you’re too weak!”

A voice suddenly echoed from the shadows.

Su Lu’s spirit erupted from the Spirit World, extinguishing the candles at the corners of the pentagram on the ground in an instant.

“You are… Su Lu Pottery?”

Victor, clearly a spellcaster, could see Su Lu: “You’re a transcendental? Impossible… How can you be so powerful? I got it, you must have hidden your identity, I’m going to report you to the research facility!”

Shock quickly turned into ecstatic madness. “A first-stage [Apprentice]?”

Su Lu looked at Victor, confirming his identity.

He had always been careful not to let his hair or blood circulate outside, so Victor could only curse his name using his own magical power.

Moreover, because he was not a curse-specialized professional, its power would be even weaker.

If it wasn’t for their close proximity, Victor’s first-level magic wouldn’t be very effective even on ordinary people!

‘Of course…Victor is not stupid, he didn’t pray to other beings, which would very likely affect himself. And he didn’t curse me to death, but cursed me with disease…’

Glancing at the setup, Su Lu understood everything: “Report? I was thinking the same thing, you dared to curse a colleague! You’re audacious!”

Boom!

With one thought, his spirit oppression spread.

Victor’s face changed. Before he could argue, he felt a terrifying power assault him. He knelt on the ground, almost collapsing into a pile of mud.

Watching this, Su Lu’s face remained a stoic mask as he continued to damage Victor’s spirit.

[XP+30]

A prompt popped up in the experience column.

“As expected… I gained experience because I harmed his spirit? The defeat last time was the same; leaving a psychological shadow is also a form of spirit damage?”

Su Lu continued his experimentation, gaining a clearer understanding of the experience rule: “Experience is linked to the spirit.. After my professional rank increased, the ‘experience monster’ of a lower rank lost its effect or greatly reduced my points, is this because of the enhancement of my spirit’s essence?”