This time, Wilbur was unconscious for a full week. He dreamed of a golden dragon soaring about in the sky, lighting the clouds up with a golden hue. The sight was magnificent and breathtaking, and Wilbur seemed to be filled with courage in its wake. It was as if he had been blessed by the protection of the golden dragon and had nothing else to fear. "Come on, then!" Wilbur put both his hands together, sitting up from the ground as his eyes flew open. "What the…" Wilbur looked around in surprise. His dream faded completely, but the power he felt in his body was very real. "Oh, you're awake. Had a nightmare, huh? Don't worry, no one's going to hurt you with me around." Wilbur looked up to see Wind Sprite walking toward him. "Mister Wind Sprite, I…" "You won." The Wind Sprite reached out with his right hand. "You've passed my test, which means you've defeated one out of the three guardians of the formation cores." Wilbur took Wind Sprite's hand, pulling himself to hi

It was important to note that grace points were hard to come by, and spending ten thousand of them on a hundred years of cultivation that Wilbur was not even sure he would be able to completely absorb was a huge risk. What if he only managed to absorb ten, or twenty years out of everything? He would be making a huge loss. Wilbur even felt like the cultivation in the Dragon Soul Essence was a special form of energy. It was not like the kind of cultivation that one practiced through hard work and effort and would disappear quickly once it was released. That meant that it would only provide a short-term boost to Wilbur's power. If that was the case, Wilbur did not think this essence was worth ten thousand grace points, not even if it would give him a thousand years of cultivation. However, Wilbur was now deep inside the Vicente Primeval Forest and there was no one here who could help him. He did not exactly have many options here. Wilbur purchased one Dragon Soul Essence and watched

The dragon aura's immense vibrations sent Jerome flying back several meters. At the same time, Jerome's invisible clone that reappeared within five meters from Wilbur was sent flying as well before landing heavily on the ground. "Oh my, I haven't met an opponent quite like you in the last thirty years now. This time, I'm going to show you what I'm capable of." As he uttered those words, both Jerome and his clone chanted a spell at the same time. Their eyes flew open and shouted in unison, "Platinum Protection!" Immediately, both Jerome and his clone emitted a golden hue. It was a defensive shield that stuck close to the body, and Wilbur saw a form of energy he had never seen before as the shield took shape. This energy looked similar to Wind Sprite's magical tower, which meant that Jerome's Platinum Protection was his version of middle dimensional protection. It looked like all Wilbur had to do was break through the Platinum Protection and he would be able to defeat Jerome. W

"Oh, are you surprised too? That means you didn't think I'd pass the test either, did you?" Wilbur's expression was ashen, with murderous intent bubbling in his chest. If Josie had known that Wilbur would never be able to pass this test, this would have all just been a prank on him. This infuriated Wilbur. Why hadn't Josie just told him the truth in the first place? Wilbur was ready to kill, and Josie seemed to be able to sense this. "Uh, W-Wilbur… I think there's been a misunderstanding between us. I can tell you, though, that Senior Fremont said his chosen one would be able to pass the test at the right time. I know you're Senior Fremont's chosen one, but I wasn't sure if you came at the right time as mentioned. Think about it, you've defeated Jerome, which already proved your strength, right?" Wilbur let out a long breath, feeling most of the rage in his chest subsiding along with it. He was shocked for an instant after that. The murderous intent earlier did not seem to have c

However, absorbing the full hundred years of cultivation would mean having to take on the full brunt of the previous owner's consciousness and spirit energy. Wilbur was unsure if he could endure it all. He would not only be losing the hundred years of cultivation if he was defeated, but possibly even losing his own powers. It was definitely a high-risk, high-reward situation. Wilbur was plagued with uncertainty, unsure of which choice to make. He sat there and thought about it for the entire night. Finally, he came to a conclusion when he opened his eyes the next morning. He was going to absorb a hundred years of cultivation! The consciousness and spirit energy in the Dragon Essence Soul might be powerful, but it would not be able to take over Wilbur's body for at least two minutes. Those two minutes were crucial. Within those two minutes, Wilbur would use the Dragon Move to channel his spirit energy to rest. If he managed to drain all the spirit energy out, absorbing the h