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          °•○● ELEMENTA- The Tale of Immortality - Chapter"10" -/ T

                                          "Level 1 Magician " °•○●

The Gan Clan buys most of the products they sell directly from where they are produced. It carries and delivers on time with its own connections and warehouses. While it's a good clan in the half-delivery business, it's also far ahead of other clans in delivery speed and communication.

Especially the fact that they were transported by secret methods that prevented the deterioration of their alchemical products made them very famous.

Ren had learned from a very young age that his family had a library that was larger than any book archive that other clans had or could have. Although the Flying Panther city had close to a hundred organizations and clans, it was only natural that the Gan Clan was one of the few places that taught reading and writing.

Gan Clan loves people who are smart and can work in any business department in any time. It was the perfect home to Eren with many more unique opportunities.

Ren's business mind was highly developed thanks to the environment he was in, just like his peers. In other Clans, even the children in the more developed center of the city were not growing up with the same level of intelligence and perspicacity as the younger generation of the Gan Clan.

In an environment where the rivalry could be felt in the air of the entire villa, Ren had beaten two boys his age. He was sure that he was going to face hostile things soon, as he had already faced two dominant figures among his peers.

So he had to get stronger as soon as possible. If he could advance in magic, he was less likely to be exposed to children's hostility.

Elsewhere, he could ignore a small fight. But within the Gan Clan, anyone with the clan's last name has great potential. Ren didn't know what would happen next, so he started making plans to be careful.

..

When Ren entered home, he looked for his father. After he couldn't find his dad, he sat in the kitchen.

Ren was a hardworking kid. He took out his magic book and started to re-read some parts that he had memorized every line of it. Then when he got bored, he picked up other books and continued reading randomly. He was hoping to gain useful information. He tried to stumble upon useful books, such as the one he had learned to make a bomb. But tonight it wasn't his lucky day.

With his mother coming home, all his reading stopped and he was absorbed in daily work.

...

Time passed quickly and spring came. During this time, nine-years-old Ren read a lot of books, spent a lot of time with his mother and did energy cultivtion every day.

And at the end of the third month, he felt a different contraction in his stomach than usual for the first time. The entire time he felt the energy and tried to pull it into his body, albeit with difficulty.

The energy that he had circulated through the channels in his body, and eventually sent into his stomach, was finally starting to react. In a simple, non-specific area in his abdomen, the energy particles began to intertwine with each other and change the structure of the meat. Ren was unfamiliar with this process, as it was the first time his body had created a *dantian.

Looking at the tree next to him, both a little scared and a little excited, he smiled and waited for the process to be completed. Almost thirty percent of the energy in his stomach changed the structure of the meat, creating a small firmness in that area.

According to what is written in the book, this region was called *dantian. The other thirty percent of the remaining energy formed the connections of this rigid area to the blood vessels and other systems in the body. Ren waited patiently, knowing what was going on during this process.

But.. It was strange that the remaining energy kept swirling around the dantian. All the rest of the energy, which was moving faster and faster, was suddenly mixed into his blood with an explosive speed. The pure energy, starting from his stomach and traveling through all his organs and all his veins, created a great change in his entire body, even in parts he didn't feel before. Feeling for the first time, this unfamiliar areas made Ren uncomfortable.

When the whole process was over, Ren could now constantly feel his empty dantian. He stood up and scanned his body, wondering what the last 40% of his energy has done to his whole body.

But he didn't need to search much. He realized that the structure of the veins throughout his body had changed. It was now in a form that could transmit energy through all its small and large vessels.

Having jumped up and down a few times while standing up, Ren was surprised that there was little physical difference in his body. After all, he was now a level 1 mage! He had expected a slightly more pronounced increase in strength. But as the two magic masters said, "Sorcerers gain strength very slowly in physical strength."

There is no advantage to being a rank one mage as opposed to a warrior. If a magician can create a dantian in his belly with the energy he has drawn into his body, he has passed the 1st level. But since this dantian was something that was empty and had not started producing energy, Ren was now a dysfunctional mage had completely spent the energy he had produced.

He lifted his hand to examine some of the veins on his wrist. The color of his veins had not changed.

Trying to get used to his new and cooler body, Ren got the first result of his last five months of work that day.

Ren failed all of Diana's calculations, saying that it would take at least two years to reach the first level. Moreover, Diana said it as the least. She hadn't even thought that this little boy might be a wizard in general.

Nine years old Ren was above the clouds with his first magic advancement.

...

Struggling not to shout about his small success, Ren came up with a good idea in a flash. With a smile on his face, he decided that the idea was really good.

Not to say anything to anyone.

Because he lived in one of the continent's smallest cities, so much importance was placed on wizards. But there was a limit to that. If he couldn't achieve success to prove that he was talented, his comfortable time as a child would come to an end and he would be put to work.

After all, his home was the Gan Clan, and there was always something to be done. No matter how small he was, he could even be seen as an adult if he got a job.

That's why he decided to keep quiet. He thought for a while that he could talk about it with his father, but as he thought of his father, he was completely confused again, and an unusual feeling calmed his heart. This feeling made him think that there was nothing wrong with his father.

With boundless confidence in his father, Ren continued his energy cultivation, while gazing at his favorite landscape from time to time.

For a while, he guessed that he would feel more comfortable with the energy even without trying it with his body. But he didn't think it would be this easy. After sitting cross-legged, before he even closed his eyes, the energy around him began to flow into his body.

The invisible cavities, organs, and muscles all over his body were drawing energy and then sending it into his veins. The energy he could get into his veins was being sent to his stomach very quickly. After a few minutes of breathing practice, Ren found the process enjoyable.

He was happy.

He paused cultivation for a few minutes and began to think. He started massaging his chest with his hand. He had involuntarily started this habit ever since he learned about the disease.

There are always people in his life that he doesn't want. But there are people who don't have "one thing" they want in their life! Ren was grateful to himself when he thought about it. He understood that luck and bad luck were separated by a very thin veil. He began to think that circumstances and personal success had created these concepts. So even the luckiest person wouldn't realize his luck unless he succeeded.

For example, if Ren wasn't a level 1 mage right now, the cave he found, the family he had, or a godlike friend named Nuren wouldn't matter. But the success he achieved had increased the value of the events he experienced by revealing all his luck.

Ren had a personal enlightenment. Although this new feeling would make him the type to never stop achieving success, Ren wasn't even aware of it yet.

He zipped the sweet taste of success in the age of nine. He was just starting...