The Ring of Inheritance

He opened one, and it really wasn’t any erotic book.

However, they were all various training notes and cultivation manuals.

“Things like ‘Micromanagement of Spiritual Power and Practical Application,’ ‘Complete Analysis of Ten Famous Spear Techniques’…”

“These are some of my personal insights and collected materials from my usual training.”

“My master often said that when a warrior is injured, the body can rest, but the spirit and will cannot slacken. By thinking more, you can improve faster after you’ve recovered.”

Black looked at the densely annotated notes, then at Land’s sincere and serious face, and was at a loss for words for a moment.

Leon, at the side, burst out laughing.

“Land, you’re really a martial arts fanatic. Black is already in this state, and you’re still making him train?”

These two colleagues were really quite the clowns.

The corner of Black’s mouth twitched. He felt like getting out of bed and kicking them out.

What surprised Black even more was the visit from Irena and Jianye.

Irena was still like a happy little bunny, bouncing as she walked.

Jianye, on the other hand, followed behind with a blank expression, as if she were just here to complete some task.

Seeing Jianye actually appear here, Black was genuinely surprised.

‘Surely Irena didn’t drag her here again this time.’

He was a bit puzzled. When did these two get so close?

Every time he saw them, they were inseparable, almost like a permanent duo.

The protagonist of the novel and the protagonist of the game sticking together every day; Black didn’t know if that was a good thing or not.

“Black! You’re finally awake!”

Irena nearly pounced onto the bedside.

Then she began to pull things out of her storage ring like a magician.

In the blink of an eye, a colorful little mountain had piled up by Black’s bed.

Black was caught off guard. He took a look and realized they were all magic scrolls.

There were at least a few dozen of them.

“What are you doing with so many magic scrolls?”

Black asked blankly, completely confused.

“Look at you, always getting yourself into such a mess!”

Irena pouted, her hands on her hips, looking like a little adult.

“You keep these scrolls! There are offensive ones, defensive ones, and even ones for escaping!”

“Next time you run into someone you can’t beat, don’t fight head-on, just pelt him with scrolls! If you run out, I’ll draw more for you!”

Seeing the unconcealed worry in her clear eyes, a trace of warmth spread in Black’s heart.

Just as he was about to reach out and pat the little bunny’s head, his eyes caught sight of the blue ring on her slender finger.

Black suddenly froze.

‘This is…’

As if he understood something, Black’s gaze towards Irena became complicated.

“That ring of yours is quite nice.”

He remarked, feigning curiosity.

“Hmph hmph, of course it’s nice. My mother left it for me.”

Irena held out her hand, and the exquisite blue ring shimmered under the sunlight.

What she didn’t know was that this ring brought back certain memories for both Black and Jianye.

One of them was the game’s protagonist, the other a player; they knew this ring all too well.

Black was lost in thought.

This ring was indeed an heirloom from Irena’s mother.

It had just been hogged by her vicious sisters before.

From the looks of it, this little bunny must have snatched it back from them.

It seemed that even in his absence, the plot related to Irena was developing normally.

This ring was no ordinary ring; it was key to Irena’s future growth.

Its true nature was the Ring of Inheritance from the Sage of Sorcerers, one of the Twelve Great Sages.

It looked ordinary on the outside, but sealed within were the complete inheritance and a soul fragment of the Sage of Sorcerers.

That was an ancient existence that surpassed the Emperor-Tier!

According to the original setting, when Irena’s magical power grew enough to support the sage’s soul awakening, and she experienced a life-or-death crisis.

The ancient being in the ring would awaken and gradually impart its lifelong knowledge to her.

At that time, Irena would truly enter her explosive growth period.

Protagonists, after all, always have some sort of fateful encounter.

However, Black felt a bit complicated.

The current Irena had probably been affected by some of the changes in the plot.

She had more people around her, such as Black, Jianye, and Kristine.

Her personality was much more lively than in the novel.

Her life was also much more stable. She had rarely experienced cruel trials, let alone any life-or-death situations.

When she encountered a crisis and asked for help, she would get a response.

If things had followed the novel’s plot, she would be completely isolated and helpless by now.

So, Black couldn’t predict when the soul in the ring would awaken.

A trace of doubt couldn’t help but rise in his heart.

A protagonist who lacked magical power and had not yet broken out of her cocoon, could she really still be considered a protagonist?

In the future, would she still be able to withstand the great trials that were destined to come?

Just as Black was deep in thought, something even more surprising happened.

Jianye, who had always been cold and even hostile towards him, actually presented him with a small bottle.

“For you.”

Jianye’s tone was flat, revealing no emotion.

Black took the bottle and looked.

Inside was a turbid, dark purple potion.

The label read “Healing Potion.”

‘Jianye is giving me something? Did the sun rise in the west today?’

‘But this color…’

‘It doesn’t look like a proper potion at all.’

Alarm bells went off in Black’s mind.

‘Could it be… poison?’

This time, he had misunderstood Jianye.

He didn’t know that Jianye was also feeling quite frustrated at the moment.

She didn’t want to come at all, let alone give Black any get-well gift.

She would have preferred if this unforeseen factor who repeatedly disrupted her plans had died from his injuries.

But that damned system, when she had refused Irena’s invitation to visit.

Suddenly popped up and issued a mandatory quest in cold, red font.

[Visit the injured Black and express basic condolences.]
[Penalty for failure: Randomly reset the proficiency of one learned spell to zero.]

She didn’t know what had gotten into the system.

To avoid the penalty, she had no choice but to reluctantly agree to Irena’s proposal.

As for this potion, she had indeed just grabbed it casually.

It was a failure from one of her potion-brewing attempts.

As for its effect, it did have a little bit of use for healing wounds.

But compared to a successful potion, the taste was extremely bitter and hard to swallow.

But Jianye felt that good medicine is bitter to the taste.

This little flaw, that guy probably wouldn’t mind… right?

“Oh, right, Black!”

Irena excitedly changed the subject.

“You’re an honorary student of our academy now. When you’re better, you must come and visit!”

“Because of the Golden Feast, the academy is beautifully decorated right now, with colorful ribbons and magic lanterns everywhere!”

“Especially the area Senior Kristine is in charge of. She used lots and lots of the Silver Lily flowers she grew herself for decoration. It’s so elegant and holy, like a silver ocean, and it even glows at night.”

“Silver Lily flowers…”

Black repeated in a low voice, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly.