Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

If the Violent Dragon were like an Elf, with a starting lifespan of eight hundred years, it would undoubtedly be a blessing from the Magic Goddess.

Unfortunately, there is no ”if.”

Human lifespan is still too short.

Even if a standard adult Mage has a lifespan of up to one hundred fifty years, it’s still too short for the Violent Dragon, whose Magic Power is fifteen times more than usual.

This means his advancement speed is at least fifteen times slower than a normal Mage.

Originally, ordinary Mages who follow the steps in Cultivation could advance to the Magic Master level within a hundred years at the latest.

But for him, even if the time is extended by ten times, it’s still not enough.

Magic power absorption continues.

The old principal becomes more and more worried, feeling Lu Wenwu’s prospects dim and gloomy.

How can this raw gemstone be carved into a truly exquisite piece of jade?

It’s worrying.

Lu Wenwu himself is indifferent to this.

What do Magic Heart and Ladder of Truth have to do with me?

I’m doing Body Refining!

Just when the absorption of Magic Power reached a full twenty minutes, with the new students in shock, professors pulling out Memory Crystals to record, and old students already betting on how long Lu Wenwu could last.

The originally shining Crystal Ball suddenly extinguished, all its light vanished without a trace.

The old principal was about to comfort Lu Wenwu with a few words, but then a clear ”crack” sound came from the now somewhat cloudy Crystal Ball.

”Crack... Crack Crack Crack...”

Intensive sounds appeared along with cracks, and the Crystal Ball the size of a human head shattered into powder right in front of everyone’s eyes!

Lu Wenwu hurriedly raised his right hand, signaling with his eyes that it had nothing to do with him.

”Principal, I didn’t do anything!”

”It’s not your fault, it must have reached the limit of carrying and transforming power.”

The old principal wasn’t concerned about the Crystal Ball, he just motioned for him not to move and pointed the tip of the Magic Staff at Lu Wenwu’s Dantian area.

A gentle Magic Power tried to enter.

Lu Wenwu thought about it and didn’t resist, letting it happen.

The Magic Power circled around in the empty Dantian and quickly withdrew.

The old principal patted his shoulder and sighed deeply.

The limit has been tested.

Magic power intensity comparable to a Truth Mage, beyond his imagination.

With such a vast Magic foundation, even the Mother Tree’s Fruit of Life from the Elf Race might not be useful.

There may be a slim chance of advancing to Magic Master level.

But truly achieving Truth is simply impossible.

”Child, one good news and one bad news.”

”The good news is that your Magic Power reserve is terrifyingly high, enough to be on par with a Truth Mage.”

”If your Spiritual Power and Magic Control Ability are up to standard, you could become the first Senior Mage in history capable of casting Forbidden Curses, which even the Magic Goddess couldn’t achieve—a miracle.”

”The bad news is that it’s nearly impossible for you to advance to Magic Master.”

Looking at the regretful old man and many comforting gazes from classmates and professors, Lu Wenwu sat down at his place with his usual expression.

The Snow Wolf People classmate beside him thought he had collapsed so much that he had lost all expression.

The kind-hearted Snow Wolf youth began to say some comforting words, even inviting him to touch his fluffy big tail and soft ears.

He knew many humans liked to do this.

Hmm...

The forced petting of the wolf didn’t cause Lu Wenwu any mental breakdown.

In fact, he was just thinking about one thing.

Not condensing that Magic Heart shouldn’t affect his archaeology... right?