Chapter 567

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Chapter 567: A Lucky Hit

The sudden question about what they wanted to do in the future left Alena momentarily silent.

"Why are you asking these things?"

"I’ve just finished one phase in life and I’m starting to seek goals for the next stage," Judy evaluated Alena’s expression, then slowly caught on, "Could it be that my question had a big impact on you too? Because you’re also confused about the future?"

Alena complained, "I didn’t ask you to translate my inner thoughts."

Judy chuckled, "Well, you and I aren’t that different, we’re both birds in a cage. Even though your cage is big and light, unlike mine, we’re essentially the same. We both don’t know where to fly in the future."

"That’s too deep," Alena, feeling uncomfortable, rubbed the goosebumps on her arm, "I’m just a first grader, I don’t think about these things, and besides, I’ll probably be taking over my aunt’s job in the future."

"Not resistant?"

"It’s a bit boring, but resistance is not necessary," Alena said, admiring Blood Noble in her heart. Sasha never asked her to live a certain way, and it’s common for later generations to follow in the footsteps of their predecessors.

"That’s right, you’re a Capesh," Judy said, understandingly. "Besides you, there aren’t many who can shoulder such responsibility."

"So what about you?" Alena asked in return. "Do you have enough expectations and goals for the future?"

"Well…" Judy thought for a moment, not rushing to answer, but asking, "What did the earlier version of me expect for the future?"

"Of course, it’s to climb higher," Alena replied without hesitation. "The higher your mother’s expectations of you, the further you have to climb. As you become stronger, the influence of the family will also grow, it’s an inevitable result."

"But within the alliance, there is never just pure power. To climb higher, it means taking on more social responsibility. If you choose to be a researcher like a professor, it’s fine. But if you choose politics or the military, the path will be thorny and difficult."

"And on your side, you don’t have any political resources or connections to the military, so you can only rely on your own strength to forge a path… but it won’t be difficult for you. Once you break through the bottleneck and become a Holy Domain Mage, your promotion path will be incredibly smooth."

Holy Domain is a scarce resource. Even though the spell system can produce advanced mages steadily, reaching beyond Holy Domain still relies on luck. Only a rare few can achieve the status of a Holy Domain Mage. The understanding of magical energy and blood theory marks the four turning points, with the later two possessing inherent mystery, while the first two require a certain level of development to possess mysterious effects.

On one side of this door is where you learn magic, and on the other side is where you master mysteries.

Naturally, it’s easy for Holy Domain Mages to be promoted wherever they go. But this also means a relatively busy life, needing more resources to improve oneself. The path of a mage has no end, and legends continue to climb. If you want to become a demigod, demigods are strong, but there are true gods above them.

However, until now, no one has reached the realm of a true god through cultivation. In the era when ancient gods, old gods, and other gods fought each other, even the most inexperienced dragons started their legendary journeys. Even the most inexperienced ancient gods started as demigods. The system of cultivation is ultimately subsidiary to mysteries. What is obtained later is inferior to what is naturally possessed.

Alena asked, "Do you still not have these thoughts?"

Holy Domain Mages have many prospects for development, except for one thing: stagnation. It’s like a journey alone in the vast sea or crossing a desert – there is no turning back.

Judy said, "The development paths you mentioned, in the future, it will be difficult to maintain true freedom."

"Freedom?" Alena chuckled. "Do you also want to have true freedom?"

Why not start with a try at making the earth tremble?

Judy took a sip of water, moistened her dry lips and throat, and continued, "If I am destined to stagnate in the future and become a cog in society, it doesn’t matter if I keep going like this. It’s only that I’m afraid I won’t sell myself high enough. Dignity and freedom can all be abandoned. But when I reach a certain point, I will start to be reluctant to give up my freedom. I will want to preserve my own will and not be willing to act as a cog, and that’s normal."

She continued, "Since I have the ability and qualification to control my own life, of course I want to do something meaningful. But I don’t need to hurry. I also want those honors, but what’s different now is that I don’t have to take them by force, but rather strive for them for myself…"

Alena nodded, "That’s good."

Judy refuted, "I used to think so too, but it seems not… Without someone forcing me, I suddenly became lazy. I’m not used to this excessive freedom."

Alena shrugged, "So, you’re not sure either?"

Judy nodded, "Hmm, I realized that I may not desire success and fame as much as I thought. After defeating my mother, I lost many goals at once. I thought I could make her take notice of me and it would take me years, but she arranged ten or eight blind dates for me first and forced me to get married. I directly defeated her, and she should be quiet now. But as a result, I feel a bit lost."

Alena exclaimed, "There are actually people who don’t want to climb higher. Is it possible that it’s because your knowledge is not enough?"

"I didn’t say I don’t want to, I just said I don’t want it that much. At least for now, I have a small goal." Judy raised one finger.

"What is it?"

"Michelle Hope," Judy Huaiert said seriously, "I want to defeat her on the national stage of the college league."

Her eyes were focused.

Alena asked curiously, "Are you holding a grudge like this?"

"It’s not holding a grudge, quite the opposite, I’m very grateful for the good luck she brought me," Judy shook her head and smiled, "I’ll tell you, even though you won’t understand. I have to defeat her, just to prove something."

"Prove what?"

"Prove that I’m better than her, more qualified, more valuable."

She playfully gave an analogy, "It’s like giving a beating to the more favored child just to get the attention of the adults… like that?"

Alena stepped back, saying, "That’s really twisted."

Judy didn’t deny it, "Indeed, that’s true."

She pressed her heart, "It should be this way."

…

"Here is the further strengthening and enhancement path of the Golden Engraving. You can refer to it. This is the framework. As for how to use it to adapt and strengthen other techniques, or to incorporate it into your close combat, it’s all possible."

"Your foundation is still quite weak. The endless magic provided by the Golden Engraving cannot compensate for your weakness in combat ability. It’s like having a lake but not knowing how to develop and use it. These are your focus for further improvement."

"Today’s lesson ends here," announced Bai Wei, concluding the makeup lessons that had been separated for many days.

Michelle banged her head on the table and muttered, "I’m dying…"

"Take a break first, and then we’ll have the lesson on the language of the Ming Country," reminded Bai Wei. "Since you volunteered to learn, I am more than happy to teach you."

"Oh my gosh!" Michelle immediately exclaimed.

Bai Wei raised an eyebrow and said, "You haven’t learned the language of the Ming Country, but you seem to be pretty good with Yingzhou dialect, you little…"

"I have something to do," said Michelle. "I have a scene shoot in the afternoon, and I need to assist. I may also have to prepare for the auditions for the later part of the script."

"Oh, I see." Bai Wei thought for a moment. "Then you go ahead, I won’t accompany you."

"Huh? Mr. Devil doesn’t come to visit?"

"I’m sure you will be distracted, and I’m not very interested in acting either," Bai Wei said. "Besides, I have something to do… By the way… Is this Arivia the Arivia Huaiert from ‘Revenge of the Mermaid Princess,’ ‘The Brave Worker and the Boss Witch,’ ‘Apple Percentage,’ and ‘White Sumo Wrestler’?"

"Yes." Michelle tilted her head. "Mr. Devil has also seen it?"

"These are cultural products that are exported overseas, with Chinese dubbing, but I still prefer the original voiceover," Bai Wei complained. "I watched them with my family, and my sisters cried while I got stomachache. Why are all her TV dramas tragic endings?"

… Mr. Devil has sisters too? More than one? Do I have stepsisters now?

"This is Miss Arivia’s personal sadistic pleasure," Michelle sighed. "She says she has had setbacks in her past relationships, and since she can’t be in heaven, she might as well drag everyone down together and torture them in hell with her."

So he’s pretending to be crazy, huh.

Bai Wei said, "Next time, suggest to her to endorse some stomach medicine commercials. It will surely be very effective."

"Okay, I’ll remember," Michelle wrote down.

Bai Wei casually joked and never expected his random remark to create a major pharmaceutical company. But that’s a story for much later.

After the demon left, Michelle quickly grabbed her backpack and prepared to go to the film set for work. However, as soon as she stepped out, she saw Yun Chuyou next to the apartment, pushing a suitcase.

"Aren’t you leaving in three days?"

"I have too much luggage, so I’ll send some of it back first." Yun Chuyou pushed the pink suitcase, looking reluctant to exert much effort.

"Is this suitcase precious to you?"

"It’s the same model as my younger sister’s, and I’ve been using it for many years. Some parts are worn out, so I can only send it back for now."

"I thought magical beings would use some advanced spatial equipment like a bag of holding or something."

"There is indeed one, but the internal space is already full with wardrobe, furniture, bedding, and there’s no more room for anything else."

Michelle was completely surprised to find out that in the Ming Country, she recognized her bed while sleeping.

When they arrived at the mailing place, the two were about to part ways when they heard a delightful piano sound like flowing water.

Michelle looked towards the nearby music classroom and saw a familiar figure, "Sister Arivia, why is she here?"

She murmured, "This song is really beautiful, but I don’t think I’ve heard this piano piece before."

Yun Chuyou suddenly spoke up, "Dedicated to Elise."

"Did you just say…" Michelle turned around and saw Yun Chuyou walking towards the music classroom, her expression slightly revealing an unexpected uncertainty.