The Wizard: Grinding Experience Starting with Knight Breathing Techniques 111

Icewind City.

Li Wei, packing his things to leave, suddenly stopped.

“Wait, the Archbishop can seriously injure the evil spirit, why can’t I? I remember that the Archbishops in cities like this are only Great Knights in strength.”

That’s right, although the Church boasts of its omnipotence and claims that saints created the Seven Heavenly Knights, etc., many of the Church’s bishops themselves are Knights following the Path of Wizardry. There are no so-called clergy possessing divine power.

In large cities, the bishops of the Church are usually Great Knights or peak Knights. Otherwise, with only power and no strength, they wouldn’t be able to control the people below them.

However, based on rumors alone, Li Wei wasn’t sure if the news about the evil spirit was true or false.

With so many trump cards at his disposal, he felt that self-preservation in Icewind City was no problem.

“Perhaps, this is also a chance to obtain evil spirit dust,” Li Wei thought. Everything has a start.

If he kept dragging it out, he didn’t know when he would get any evil spirit dust.

Without evil spirit dust, he couldn’t cultivate the Dragon Might Seal.

Then he wouldn’t be able to deal with the Water Fairy and the potential evil spirit in that snuff bottle.

“Let’s wait and see, and inquire further,” Li Wei thought.

He discovered that the city gates were already closed.

He learned from Earl Yinshan that the Church had ordered Earl Yinshan to seal all exits.

The city was sealed off, without explanation, but Li Wei guessed it was because the Church was worried that the person possessed by the evil spirit would escape Icewind City.

This further confirmed the fact that an evil spirit was present. The Church needed to save face; they couldn’t let the world know that the representatives of the Heavenly Father, the merciful and compassionate, couldn’t even defeat an evil spirit!

However, the city lockdown didn’t matter to Li Wei. With his Great Knight strength, getting out was a piece of cake.

…

Icewind City, a magnificent Gothic cathedral stood in the center.

Inside the cathedral library, a scholarly-looking grey-robed elder was consulting ancient texts.

Finally, the elder found a book in a corner. After browsing through it, the elder murmured to himself.

“Evil Spirit – Chained Prisoner.”

“Restricted-level evil spirit.”

“Alas, I’m getting old. Otherwise, how could a mere restricted-level evil spirit escape?”

The elder sighed; he was none other than the Bishop of Icewind Cathedral, the Grey-robed Sage, Adolf.

“According to the records, the Chained Prisoner’s possession time will not exceed seven days. After seven days, it must change hosts, otherwise, it will be forever imprisoned within the host’s body. Therefore, its incubation period is seven days.”

“Within these seven days, no one can leave Icewind City. Icewind City is this big; I don’t believe I can’t find you.”

Adolf stroked his beard, rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms. He took out his holy light greatsword from his weapon rack. It was the Bishop’s weapon from his youth, but because of his high position, he rarely used it.

He stretched his muscles, making cracking sounds.

Black energy spread across the holy light greatsword; the silvery-white greatsword turned jet black.

“Next, let’s play a game of cat and mouse.”

“In my youth, I also killed dangerous-level evil spirits.”

“You, a mere restricted-level one, dare to disregard me?”

Adolf’s icy voice echoed.

The Church classified all the evil spirits discovered from ancient times to the present, based on their danger level and difficulty to deal with, into three levels: Restricted-level, Dangerous-level, and Catastrophe-level.

The Chained Prisoner was a restricted-level evil spirit. Generally, this level of evil spirit poses less danger, has a longer killing cycle, and can be dealt with by a Great Knight if prepared.

Dangerous-level evil spirits are different. Only top Great Knights have a chance to deal with them, but they also face considerable danger. Ordinary Great Knights facing this level of evil spirit should prioritize escape; otherwise, death is highly likely.

The most dangerous, of course, are Catastrophe-level evil spirits. These are the kings among evil spirits, and only legendary Knights can oppose them. History has recorded such evil spirits wreaking havoc; the Church spent a huge price, using its “reserves,” to resolve them.

The appearance of such an evil spirit is a catastrophe. At best, many people die; at worst, the city is destroyed…

The Grey-robed Sage Adolf was a top Great Knight in the Church in his youth, the deputy captain of the Seven Dust Saints Knights. However, he later retired to the second line and became the Bishop of Icewind City after his strength declined with age.

He didn’t expect that a mere restricted-level evil spirit would dare to cause trouble in his territory. This made him lose face, and he decided to personally eliminate this fiend.

…

During this period, although the Church covered it up, rumors of the evil spirit’s presence in Icewind City began to spread on a small scale.

However, it was currently limited to the circles of knights and nobles. Most commoners were unaware; they thought the city gates were closed because the Wilderness Brothers Association had come again.

The Church’s knights and Earl Yinshan’s men began searching house to house for traces of the evil spirit. If they found anyone suspected of being possessed by an evil spirit, they would take them away. Only after passing the Church’s inspection could they return.

For a time, people’s hearts were filled with fear.

Li Wei continued his cultivation as usual. He prepared twenty sets of materials for the Guardian Seal, twenty sets of materials for the Flame Stream Seal, and secretly brought Mo Sha and Mo Shan back to the city, renting a secluded mansion for the two Mo brothers to guard him at all times.

“Come, I’m ready,” Li Wei wasn’t particularly afraid. If the evil spirit was really dangerous, those people in the Church would have run away. Since they hadn’t, it meant it was still under control; finding it was just a bit troublesome.

Day after day passed, and in the blink of an eye, seven days passed. During these seven days, besides cultivation, Li Wei began to consciously observe the people in the city. He possessed Spider Sense. He thought of a way to detect the evil spirit: a carpet search. Evil spirits should be dangerous enough to trigger his Spider Sense’s danger perception. Perhaps he could take the initiative, prepare himself, and subdue the evil spirit.

In these days, Li Wei had searched most of Icewind City, but so far, he hadn’t triggered his Spider Sense. Only two places remained unsearched.

Li Wei looked at the two most magnificent buildings in Icewind City: one was the cathedral, the other, Yinshan Castle.

“Heh, the evil spirit also knows that the most dangerous place is the safest?” Li Wei was at a loss. These two places were both guarded by Great Knights. It would be difficult for him to act.

At night, the temperature dropped.

In an abandoned house near the cathedral, Li Wei exhaled a breath of cold air. He wore a white wolf mask and a black robe, concealing his figure. He looked at the bell tower atop the cathedral, silent.

Through his Spider Sense, he finally sensed danger here. This feeling of danger was much weaker than facing a powerhouse like Imperial Fist, but there was indeed a hint of danger.

“Uncertain if it’s the evil spirit or the Archbishop giving me this danger sense.”

“Most likely the evil spirit; it seems the evil spirit is still in the cathedral.”

Li Wei naturally couldn’t barge into the Church’s territory to exorcise the evil spirit for them. That would be suicidal and damaging to their reputation.

On the bell tower, the bell ringer’s figure slowly disappeared. Under the moonlight, a shadow of a curved chain flashed past.

Li Wei closed his eyes and rested. This time, no matter what, he had to try to get evil spirit dust to get things started, allowing his Dragon Might Seal to begin a virtuous cycle. Otherwise, this seal would never be cultivated.

Inside the cathedral, a clergyman had just finished eating and patted his belly contentedly. He looked at the ugly bell ringer passing by, the latter pale and thin.

“Mosi, I heard you went on a date with a noble lady recently? Is that true or false? I want to ask, is the noble lady blind, hahaha!” the clergyman joked. Every day, many clergymen in the church would make fun of Mosi’s ugliness. It’s unimaginable that such unjust and immoral behavior could happen in a place like the cathedral.

Mosi scratched the back of his head and smiled foolishly, saying nothing. But when his face turned away, a ferocious face began to appear; from his mouth, a illusion chain extended, nearly ten meters long, swaying in the dark night, under the moonlight, like a snake dancing.

Puchi! The next moment, the clergyman’s body was pierced. He turned his head, his incredulous eyes staring in horror at this.

“You deserve to die…” a hoarse, unpleasant voice came from Mosi’s mouth. At this moment, Mosi seemed to have completely changed; behind him, a two-meter-tall, thin figure bound in chains appeared. This figure was very ethereal, emitting a white glow.

“You deserve to die…” Mosi murmured mechanically.

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Just as the Chained Prisoner was about to enter the clergyman’s body, a roar like a ferocious beast suddenly came! An old man in a grey robe, his body surging with black energy, wielding a holy light greatsword, struck! The old man’s body was all muscle; his robe billowed.

“Evil spirit, die!”

Adolf’s holy light greatsword struck. The Chained Prisoner couldn’t avoid it and was struck. The greatsword, swirling with black energy, made its form fade slightly.

“Heh, your movements have slowed down; the lurking these days has weakened you,” the Grey-robed Sage Adolf sneered.

The Chained Prisoner naturally couldn’t speak; as an evil spirit, it instinctively felt that Adolf was dangerous. Therefore, its ethereal form began to drift backward.

Adolf immediately pursued it; the Chained Prisoner passed through the cathedral doors and went outside. Adolf couldn’t pass through walls; he kicked open the door and pursued it, his grey robe already torn.

“Where do you think you’re going!”

The Chained Prisoner continuously passed through walls, and Adolf pursued relentlessly, like a human bulldozer, kicking down walls. In the dark night, he was even more terrifying than the evil spirit, a dark figure, with a bristling beard.

In the abandoned house, Li Wei, who had been on guard, suddenly felt movement.

Before he could figure out what was going on, he saw a illusion, chain-bound, thin figure rushing towards him. Then, halfway, as if instinctively feeling fear, it abruptly stopped, as if passing by, continuing to float forward.

“Damn it, an evil spirit?”

“What’s going on!”

Li Wei’s Spider Sense had been a faint danger; therefore, he thought the evil spirit hadn’t appeared yet. Unexpectedly, the evil spirit suddenly appeared before him.

Li Wei stood up, just about to chase after it, when suddenly, with a bang, the wall of the house he was staying in collapsed. Dust flew everywhere; Li Wei dodged the flying stones and spat out some dust. He saw an old man, his upper body bare, black energy swirling around him, looking like he had just come up from a coal mine, holding a greatsword the size of a door panel. After staring at Li Wei for a moment, he immediately chased after the evil spirit without stopping.

“Stop, you damned evil spirit! You don’t even have the courage to face me?!” the old man grumbled.

Li Wei was dumbfounded and instantly understood.

“This evil spirit, belongs to me!”

Li Wei roared, shooting out, his speed far exceeding the old man’s.

The evil spirit was floating ahead, suddenly discovering two figures chasing after it. One was the old man, relentlessly pursuing. The other, in front, was the masked man he had tried to possess earlier but then felt he couldn’t.

The masked man didn’t say anything; his hands were wrapped in vast black energy, like demonic claws, directly attacking, suffocating!

Last night, my temperature was 36.7, and I was about to celebrate with champagne, but this morning I woke up to 37.6. Damn it, I definitely have it. I have a persistent low-grade fever, perfectly matching the characteristics of the virus strain in Haidian where I work. The fever clinics are all full; now it’s a war of attrition against the virus. Immune system, let’s see your limits!

(Chapter end)

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