Within the isolation room, Linley conjured another fireball from his staff.
After reaching the Sorcerer Realm, Lin Lei had thought he'd cultivate the basic magics at a much faster rate than before. But now, his speed was exactly the same as before. He wondered if it was because of the system.
In fact, the rate at which he used up his energy was almost the same as before. But his control over his magic force was now much more accurate, and his spiritual energy had increased after he leveled up.
Thus, Lin Lei, who was originally only able to practice basic magics twenty times a day, was now able to practice roughly fifty times.
After resting for a bit, Lin Lei continued to practice.
Two hundred and ten times!
Two hundred and twenty times!
Two hundred and thirty times!
Beep! Beep!
"Congratulations to the host for practicing basic spells two hundred and fifty times. The reward is the profound divine ability: the Dark Elf Evasion Spell."
Lin Lei's eyes lit up. The evasion techniques of the elves were famous far and wide, and the evasion skill of the Dark Elves were even very powerful. He hadn't expected that he would get such a profound divine ability.
...
Time flew by. Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
As the disciple tournament of the Li Fire Sect drew closer, everyone was practicing hard, hoping that they would gain a good place in the competition and become a core disciple.
But all of this had nothing to do with Lin Lei.
Right now, he was still cultivating hard in the solitary confinement room.
As his spiritual energy and ability to sense magic force increased, Lin Lei's cultivation speed had also increased.
In just half a month, Linley had already reached the second level of the Sorcerer Realm.
In the past fifteen days, Hugh hadn't come to the solitary confinement room. The disciple tournament was about to begin, and he was extremely busy.
And now, Hugh's only daughter, Alice, had finally been released from the solitary confinement room. The first thing she did was to go to Lin Lei's solitary confinement room.
"Lin Lei."
The young girl, her hair as white as snow, dressed in a long dress, entered the solitary confinement room.
"I brought you some fruits. I've just bought them and they're very fresh."
The young girl was extremely beautiful. About 16 years old, her delicate features showed that she'd grow into a peerless beauty.
"Long time no see. This little girl has become so beautiful."
Lin Lei chuckled and picked up an apple to eat.
The previous owner of Lin Lei's body had grown up together with Alice, and they were very close. Even though this was the first time Lin Lei had seen Alice in person, he still felt a sense of familiarity.
Seeing that Linley didn't blame her, Alice began to berate herself. "It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been locked up in here."
Linley laughed and patted Alice on the head. "What are you talking about? I've always treated you like my little sister. You don't have to apologize.
"Besides, who says that the solitary confinement room isn't good? It just so happens that there's no one to disturb my cultivation. It's a good place to cultivate."
Alice grumbled, "But the problem is, cultivation always requires resources. You've been punished, and your monthly salary has been deducted. How can you cultivate?
"You are only a third level sorcerer apprentice. Without cultivation resources, when can you become a sorcerer?
"How about this, Lin Lei? I will give you half of my monthly salary. This way, you will have resources to cultivate."
Hearing this, Linley couldn't help but laugh in his heart.
Alice actually thought he was weak.
In fact, he had already become a second level sorcerer. Even the Holy Maiden, Natasha, was one level lower than him.
The two chatted for a while, then Alice left.
After all, Alice was about to enter the disciple tournament, and she needed to increase her strength.
In the blink of an eye, another month passed and Lin Lei had already become a third level sorcerer!
Lin Lei could be considered one of the best cultivators in the younger generation of the entire Beilageluoya Empire.
But he didn't stop. Instead, he began to work even harder.
Meanwhile, the Li Fire Sect's disciple tournament had finally begun.
The entire sect was lively with more than one thousand disciples participating in this competition.
In this competition, some people were happy while others were sad. Some contestants soared into the sky and became the center of attention. There were also some contestants who left the competition with injuries all over their bodies.
Among them, the most eye-catching disciples came from the White Tiger Tower.
Other than Alice and a magic apprentice named Abby, all the White Tiger Tower disciples had been eliminated.
...
At this moment, in the White Tiger Tower.
It was extremely quiet, and Hugh James was sitting on the big chair, looking a little lost.
"Tower Lord, the disciples of our tower are running to other towers," Abby said respectfully.
Hugh smiled helplessly. "I don't blame them. After all, this is all my fault. I didn't fulfill the responsibility as a Tower Lord to guide them to become stronger."
"Father, if you hadn't been severely wounded ten years ago in the battle with the trolls, they wouldn't have been so weak!" Alice was indignant.
That's right. The reason why the White Tiger Tower was in decline was because Hugh had got serious wounds when he was carrying out a mission for the Li Fire Sect ten years ago.
His injuries were so serious that even after recuperating for an entire year, he was still unable to fully recover. The sect master examined him and discovered that Hugh's magic circuit had suffered serious damage.
He had actually injured his foundation!
With injuries of this level, not to mention the Master of the Li Fire Sect, even stronger existences would probably be unable to cure Hugh.
Hence, Hugh's cultivation strength had slowly decreased . Every day, he needed to spend 80% of his time repairing his body.
As time passed, Hugh's status as the White Tiger Tower Lord became lower and lower in the sect. The good resources were divided up by the other towers. The strong became stronger while the disciples of the White Tower had become even weaker.