71: Sleep Meditation, Beginning Magic

"One, two, three, four..."

Roan counted the gold notes and found there were four fifty-denomination notes and five ten-denomination notes.

In total, they were worth two hundred and fifty gold coins!

"I just spent all my money a few days ago, and now I have several hundred more gold coins."

Roan's lips curved into a smile, and he couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.

"This time, it's definitely enough!"

After taking out the gold notes, Roan flipped through the contents of the notebook.

He found it was blank, as if it was simply used to hold the gold notes.

However, Roan's heart stirred, and he immediately realized that this was Mirar's inherited magic book.

As for why it was blank... it was because no developing potion had been used!

So, without another word, Roan put the gold notes and the two notebooks into his storage space.

But the money bag, the jewelry, and Mirar's work log were not taken; they were all put back in their original places.

After all, he had come to kill Mirar.

And to disguise Mirar's death as a sudden heart attack due to the intense crossfire during their fierce battle.

Therefore, he couldn't take all these conspicuous valuables.

Otherwise, if Gevas noticed anything, he would definitely pursue him.

Moreover, the twenty or so gold coins in the money bag were not a large amount.

As for the expensive jewelry, it would be difficult to sell, and its origin could easily be traced.

So, for Roan, who now possessed a large sum of several hundred gold coins.

Leaving these few valuables behind didn't make him feel distressed.

Thus, after a thorough check, ensuring no traces were left behind.

Roan quietly left Mirar's home and returned to the clinic's storeroom.

By this time, it was already eleven o'clock.

Before the intel refreshed, Roan took out the thin magic book and placed it on the desk.

Immediately after, Roan took out four bottles of potion from a box.

These potions were all developing potions he had prepared in his spare time that afternoon, only their attributes differed.

Of course, no matter which kind, they would not cause damage to the paper.

So, Roan then opened the book to a single page.

After drawing the potion with a test tube, he applied it one by one to experiment.

The first two developing potions produced no reaction.

But when Roan drew the third alkaline developing potion, dropped it onto the page, and gently spread it out.

"Hmm?"

Roan's eyes moved, and he saw a line of text slowly appearing on the originally clean and white page.

"Elements... control... spells..."

Roan's heart filled with joy, and he quickly used this bottle of developing potion to coat the entire magic book.

Words, sentences, and patterns slowly all became visible.

Roan quickly skimmed through it, and the smile on his face grew brighter.

"This magic book contains one Meditation Technique and twenty-one spells."

"Among them, twelve are Apprentice-level spells, six are First-Ring spells, and two are Second-Ring spells."

Because Roan's current realm was only that of a magic apprentice.

Therefore, First-Ring and Second-Ring spells could not be cast at all.

However, the twelve Apprentice-level spells could be practiced and used.

"Let's first look at this Meditation Technique..."

Roan shifted his gaze to the Meditation Technique and read it carefully.

The name of this Meditation Technique was the "Sleep Meditation Technique."

Although it had no special attribute bonuses and its cultivation progress was only average.

However, the level of this Meditation Technique was still ranked in the upper-middle tier.

The reason was that this Meditation Technique could be practiced even during sleep.

"A person's sleep time is generally about six to eight hours."

"If this Meditation Technique could be cultivated to its extreme, and all sleep time was used for meditation."

"Wouldn't that mean one could cultivate at twice the rate of others?"

Roan thought to himself, and after reading the meditation process of the Sleep Meditation Technique again.

He closed his eyes and began to try cultivating.

Five minutes later, Roan's breathing was even, as if he had fallen asleep.

However, in his mind, his thoughts were exceptionally active.

And his scarce Mental Energy was slowly increasing, becoming more and more abundant.

"If I were to combine it with the Thief Meditation Technique..."

Roan's heart stirred, and he immediately acted on the thought.

Ten minutes later, the ability of the Sleep Meditation Technique was completely stolen, devoured, and integrated.

Now, the powerful efficiency of the Thief Breathing Technique, combined with the dream cultivation ability of the Sleep Breathing Technique.

The combination directly doubled Roan's Mental Energy growth rate, more than before!

"There are also these several Apprentice-level spells that I can try."

Roan pondered for a moment; there were twelve Apprentice-level spells in this book.

Among them, six could be used without any preparation.

They were the Fireball Spell, Moistening Spell, Dust Raising Spell, Wind Blowing Spell, Eye Witness Spell, and Body Control Spell.

The first four spells were about the basic use of the four elemental forces: earth, water, wind, and fire.

The latter two were about the application of Mental Energy.

The Eye Witness Spell was to display one's Mental Energy might when making eye contact with an enemy, to intimidate and attack the opponent.

The Body Control Spell, under the enhancement of Mental Energy, allowed for better control of one's body, making one's movements more stable and agile.

After a brief thought, Roan decided to try the Fireball Spell, this fire-element Apprentice-level spell, first.

In the darkness.

Roan closed his eyes and silently chanted the incantation in his heart.

In his mind, the Mental Energy elements, originally like scattered starlight in the night sky.

Also seemed to be summoned, slowly mobilizing and converging.

Finally, when all the Mental Energy elements gathered together.

They arranged themselves according to a strange trajectory.

Immediately, like a volcanic eruption, they began to burst outwards, from weak to strong, ceaselessly.

The color also seemed to change, from the initial formless, intangible, ethereal state.

It transformed into a reddish appearance, like the color of a burning flame.

At the same time, Roan suddenly opened his eyes.

He extended his right hand in front of him, his four fingers slightly bent, leaving only his index finger upright.

In an instant.

In the storeroom, where it was originally pitch black, a faint, flickering light appeared.

He saw several sparks continuously shooting out from Roan's right index finger.

Seeing this, Roan's eyes couldn't help but flash.

At this moment, he suppressed his excitement, calmed his mind, and continued to try.

As time passed, the sparks on Roan's hand shot out more and more, and faster and faster.

After an unknown amount of time, when the last spark extinguished.

The next moment.

A tiny flame, however, appeared trembling at Roan's fingertip.