Sorcerers regarded the summoning spell as a hamstrung spell because they were unable to summon creatures that complemented their strength.
After The Cataclysm, as the Kingdom of Sorcerers was situated in a “low contamination” area, the flora and fauna did not go through too much of a change.
Unlike the Central Plains and the barbarians’ region where the expeditionary army resided, the mutations in the Kingdom of Sorcerers were much less frequent.
Ren Xiaosu and Melgor grew up in completely different environments. Melgor had never come across any terrifying creatures, but Ren Xiaosu had.
There was no need for the discovery of another realm. Ren Xiaosu believed that terrifying creatures already existed in the world.
However, this was not a good time to summon them.
Ren Xiaosu thought for a moment and suddenly turned his gaze to Melgor. “Come, I’ll teach you an incantation. Give this spell a try.”
“Wait!” Melgor wondered, “You want to teach me an incantation? You don’t even know the language of the Magi, so how are you going to teach me?”
“Alright, there’s no need to hide it from you anymore.” Ren Xiaosu patiently explained, “Look, in sorcery, the Magi’s tongue is just a code to activate one’s inner spiritual world. The world is fair, so there’s no reason why the Magi’s tongue can be used as code, but not Chinese….”
Melgor was shocked right there and then. “Are you saying we can cast spells in Chinese too?”
The Eye of True Sight was always in the Magi’s possession, so there were hardly any Central Plains people who had the opportunity to try casting spells in Chinese.
On the other hand, the sorcerers themselves had decreed the Magi’s tongue as the language of the gods and stated that spells were to be cast using it. In that case, all the more they wouldn’t try out such blasphemous methods for no reason.
However, Melgor knew full well there used to be an archmage who hailed from the Central Plains. Although it was only one person, the other party should have tried casting spells in Chinese, right?
Then why had he never heard of anyone using Chinese incantations before?
Melgor looked at Ren Xiaosu and said, “Don’t try to bluff me. Can you really use Chinese to cast spells?”
“Of course.” Ren Xiaosu replied casually, “Don’t worry, I’ve already tried it. ‘Haiya’ is the incantation for opening up a deep pit, ‘May You Be Prosperous’ is the incantation for the Liquefy Ground spell, and ‘I Wish You Happiness’ is the incantation for making people cry.”
Melgor remained surprised for quite a while. “Why do these incantations all sound so polite?”
Melgor roughly understood why other people had not managed to discover Chinese incantations. What normal person would be bored enough to use these polite phrases to cast spells?!
He turned his gaze to Ren Xiaosu. By the same logic, anyone who could discover such incantations would not be a normal person either, right?
“Perhaps we Central Plains people are more hospitable,” Ren Xiaosu remarked. “Hurry up and cast the summoning spell with the incantation.”
Melgor immediately said in panic, “Why? I don’t want to practice summoning spells!”
“I’m not asking you to practice it.” Ren Xiaosu snapped, “You only need to recite the incantation.”
“But I’ve never practiced summoning spells before. I have to practice a spell a thousand times before I can successfully cast it,” Melgor said.
“Here, you can cast the spell with the black Eye of True Sight.” Ren Xiaosu stuffed the stone into Melgor’s hands. “Stop looking for excuses, or I’m gonna beat you up.”
When Melgor heard that, he hurriedly asked, “What’s the incantation?”
“Prosperous Northwest!” Ren Xiaosu said in seriousness.
Melgor also knew Chinese, so he did not have to be taught a second time. He held the black Eye of True Sight in his hand and chanted softly, “Prosperous Northwest!”
However, Melgor was a little curious. What did “Prosperous Northwest” mean?
Next to him, Ren Xiaosu chuckled, “You pronounced these words very fluently. It’s obvious that you’re a suitable candidate for the Prosperous Northwest.”
With that, Melgor more or less figured out the meaning of “Prosperous Northwest.”
A stellar gate opened slightly in front of the two of them. Behind the revolving circle of astral particles was an apparently green grassland.
Melgor could feel the appeal of the black Eye of True Sight. So it turned out he could really cast spells just by holding this stone!
He looked at the dazzling stellar gate. Actually, he was quite looking forward to it. He wondered what kind of powerful creature he could summon.
“Baa!”
A goat suddenly jumped out through the compact stellar gate and charged towards Melgor. If not for Ren Xiaosu’s quick reaction, the goat would have rammed his balls with its horns!
Melgor grimaced in pain as he fell backwards and sat heavily on the ground. “Why did I end up summoning a goat?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Melgor saw Ren Xiaosu breaking the goat’s neck by wringing it. He was shocked. “What are you doing? I summoned that goat.”
Ren Xiaosu gave him a strange look and said, “Yeah, I wanted you to summon lunch.”
“Summon… lunch?” Melgor said with difficulty.
“Yeah. If not, what else can you summon?” Ren Xiaosu said matter-of-factly. “At your level, you can only summon pheasants, goats, rabbits, and so on. It’s not like they can be used for battle, so of course it’ll be used for lunch.”
Melgor looked at his summoned animal helplessly. No matter what, he had spent his mental strength to summon it, so there were some expectations and feelings for it. How could they kill it so easily?
Meanwhile, Ren Xiaosu said bluntly, “Speaking of which, you people from the Kingdom of Sorcerers actually allowed this spell to be lost? Isn’t eating other people’s food good?”
“Who would use sorcery as a way to summon food like you?” Melgor scoffed. “Sorcery is an esteemed art, alright?”
“You’ve read historical records too. In the early days of The Cataclysm, everyone could barely get anything to eat. Some people even had to eat soil, grass, and tree roots too. If only a sorcerer had mastered the summoning spell! Everyone would not have had to go through such a difficult time!” Ren Xiaosu scorned.
When Melgor heard that, he thought it was quite true. Although a majority of animals had died back then, a portion of them would still have managed to escape death.
And now, Ren Xiaosu had turned esteemed sorcery into a life hack. Melgor thought that he should reprimand him, but he somehow felt that Ren Xiaosu was in the right.
Melgor suddenly felt that the longer he spent with Ren Xiaosu, the more “down to earth” he might become.
Ren Xiaosu waved him over. “C’mon, try to cast the spell again.”
“OK.” Melgor got up from the ground. Holding the black Eye of True Sight, he recited the incantation, “Summon lunch!”
Ren Xiaosu was surprised. “Bro, the incantation’s ‘Prosperous Northwest’!”
“Sorry, I fumbled it. Alright, here it goes again!” Melgor recited, “Prosperous Northwest!”
The stellar gate appeared again. This time, a colorful pheasant flew out and headed straight for Melgor’s head!
Ren Xiaosu quickly caught the pheasant with his hand. He asked Melgor, “How much mental strength did you have to expend to cast this spell once?”
“About 25%.” Melgor said.
“That’ll be enough for three meals a day…. C’mon, cast it again,” Ren Xiaosu said.
Melgor wondered, “Why do I get the feeling that you’re using me as an experiment?”
“Quit complaining!”
