Mastering the Roots

"Keep drawing, keep drawing."

"Anyway, I have plenty of money now."

Ye Chuan tapped the screen frantically as if it cost nothing. His fingertips poked the draw button at lightning speed. One hundred million, one billion, two billion—the numbers in his account plummeted.

Meanwhile, the magic and spells in his inventory stacked up at a crazy, visible rate.

Elemental Control, Spatial Folding, Soul Shield, Curse Backlash... all sorts of diverse skills stuffed his entire inventory.

There were proper high-tier spells, but also quite a few absurd and bizarre skills, like Polymorph: Sheep and Baldness Magic.

Ye Chuan seriously suspected that the system saw him going crazy with the pay-to-win mechanics and just made up some random garbage to pad the numbers.

But he didn't care. Lilith had told him to accumulate a large number of spells anyway. Useful or not, he would just learn them first.

One-Click Learn

The densely packed skills in his inventory were instantly emptied, all melting into his soul at once.

Countless magical rules and spell logics exploded in his mind. The Origin Magic, which he previously only used to unleash a single screen-clearing ultimate attack, now felt like a vast sea injected with countless tributaries.

Ye Chuan subconsciously raised his hand and casually tossed out a wave of Origin fluctuation. Without intentionally charging it up, it shattered the space in the distance.

"Oh? It actually works." Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised.

"The power of the Origin Magic has indeed increased significantly. As for Spirit Speech..."

But pleasant surprises aside, when it came to Spirit Speech and creating his own magic, Ye Chuan was still completely clueless.

Even though his head was stuffed with various magic formulas, he had no idea where to start if he actually had to build one from scratch.

"I've learned the spells, but I still don't get how to create my own."

Ye Chuan stroked his chin, then turned his head to look at Lilith floating behind him.

"It can't just be piecing together the magic I've learned, right?"

Lilith slowly sipped her fruit juice and rolled her eyes dramatically, looking at him like he was an unenlightened idiot.

"Origin Magic is the source of all magic. It's not for you to play with like building blocks."

"When you master the Origin, you are magic itself."

"I don't get it."

"..."

Lilith was a bit speechless, her tone carrying a hint of frustration at his failure to meet expectations.

"You can rely on your own imagination, not just memorize those rigid rules."

"Whatever you want it to be in your heart, that's what it will be. You don't need to do anything flashy at the start."

"Keep it simple. Think of a spark of fire, think of a gust of wind. If you can make it appear according to your will, then you've got it."

"Imagination?" Ye Chuan's gaze fell on Lilith.

Lilith floated in mid-air with her legs crossed. The hem of her skirt swayed gently with her movements, revealing a small section of her fair calves.

Hmm...

Ye Chuan didn't say anything and started thinking along his own train of thought.

A faint, almost imperceptible power drifted in Ye Chuan's mind like a silk thread.

This process lasted for a full ten minutes before Ye Chuan suddenly seemed to grasp something. "I got it."

The next second, an upward draft condensed beneath Lilith.

Lilith's skirt was instantly blown up by the draft!

"Magic, Updraft."

The air instantly fell silent.

Lilith froze in mid-air. She was stunned for two seconds until her skirt slowly drifted back down. Her entire small face, from her cheeks to the tips of her ears, instantly turned as red as a boiled shrimp.

"Ye Chuan!!!"

A crackling purple beam of light instantly gathered at her fingertips, but she forcefully stopped herself just as she was about to throw it, only glaring at him.

"What were you thinking?"

"No, no, no, I was just practicing!" Ye Chuan hurriedly raised his hands in surrender, but he couldn't hold back a trollish grin.

"Look, didn't I successfully create wind? And it's a precisely controlled updraft. Perfect!"

"Perfect my foot!!" Lilith casually grabbed an empty orange juice bottle nearby and threw it at him.

"If you dare do this kind of nonsense again, I'll blast you into a cinder!!"

Ye Chuan caught the bottle with a smile.

So this was how it really worked.

Magic formulas, rules, and logic—they were all meaningless in the face of Origin Magic.

Wherever he wanted the wind to blow, the wind would blow.

Whatever form he wanted the power to take, it would take that form.

Just as Lilith said, it relied entirely on imagination.

He had always overcomplicated magic before, which ended up restricting him.

Ye Chuan focused his mind and mobilized the Origin Magic once again. In his head, he began to sketch out the concept of flight.

Not the crude spatial jumps from before, nor relying on spiritual energy for lift, but purely using magic to free himself from gravity, floating freely in the air just like Lilith.

The moment the thought settled, a gentle white halo enveloped his entire body.

Ye Chuan's toes slowly left the ground. He wobbled a bit at first, but after a couple of sways, he quickly stabilized, standing as firmly as if he were on flat ground.

Finally, following his will, he slowly drifted upward until he reached the same height as Lilith.

"Oh?" Ye Chuan tried flying forward a bit and did a spin. He was incredibly agile.

Flying without relying on spiritual energy was indeed very novel for Ye Chuan.

He looked at Lilith. "Master, I've finally figured out how to play with this Origin Magic."

"Who's your master." Lilith glanced at him. Seeing that he had truly mastered it, she waved her hand as if shaking off a burden.

"Now that you've learned it, don't come bothering me for no reason in the future."

Ye Chuan didn't argue with her. He looked down and opened the interface on his phone.

He saw that the Foundation Perfection Rate on the panel had jumped straight to 89 percent!

"Lilith, if I want someone dead, can I really create a magic for that?" Ye Chuan asked Lilith curiously.

"You can," Lilith said calmly. "As long as you can withstand the backlash of the Origin Magic."

"Backlash?"

"You just need to know that everything comes with a price." After saying that, Lilith's figure blurred, and she vanished from the spot.

"Went back to her room?" Seeing Lilith disappear, Ye Chuan studied the Origin Magic in his hands. If it was really as Lilith said, he shouldn't act recklessly either.

"Fire." As Ye Chuan spoke, terrifying flames of extremely high temperature condensed at his fingertips, warping the surrounding space.

"Turn into a Chicken." As Ye Chuan's words fell, the flames in his hand flew out, landing a short distance away and transforming into a massive, dozens-of-meters-tall Chicken.

The giant Chicken flapped its wings, looking just like a living creature.

"Hmm..." Ye Chuan looked at the Chicken in the distance. With a shift of his thoughts, the creature immediately performed a shoulder tackle on the spot.

It works.

Completely at his whim.

This was the terrifying aspect of Origin Magic.

"If that's the case." Ye Chuan tried another application.

"Little Ke."

As Ye Chuan's voice faded, a flash of white light appeared, and a figure materialized in front of him, looking a bit bewildered.

"Me?" Lan Little Ke looked around. "H-how did I end up here?"