Chapter 338 The Visit

Over a century of time was, for Jie Ming immersed in building his dao foundation, but a flick of the finger.

Yet in these years, his Infernal Sulfur plane had undergone earth-shaking transformations.

Viewed from outside, the entire Infernal Sulfur plane had become a blinding crimson.

Near-perpetual scorching lava seas covered almost its entire surface.

With the seventh-level large elemental pool’s supply, even slight energy leakage fully melted surface rocks.

In this roiling red inferno, sporadically scattered black “islands” constantly moved and shifted.

Not true land, but black giant community habitats.

Black giants innately absorbed external heat; mass gatherings long-term cooled surrounding high-temperature lava into temporary black rock.

Drawn to higher-energy environments, communities migrated toward hotter zones.

Upon departure, lacking sustained heat absorption, black “islands” soon remelted and swallowed by surrounding lava.

Over a century of proliferation, black giant population neared six hundred million.

Dispersed into varied tribes, their vast numbers significantly impacted local environments.

A new ecosystem around black giants gradually formed: beyond lava-native odd magical beasts, many species developed habits following migrations; black giants tamed high-temperature beasts as “livestock.”

More importantly, under Jie Ming’s deliberate influence and tribal development, these elemental lives sparked primitive civilization—they held fixed sacrificial rites, even simple festival “customs.”

Via plane-wide monitoring arrays, Jie Ming observed one large black giant tribe.

Under a fifth-level black giant leader, a grand rite full of primal power concluded.

He checked the adjacent array linked to Incense Fire Divine Dao core: incense fire power collection stable and efficient, all facilities operating smoothly.

“Hm, incense collection normal, foundations solid—proceed to next core rune embedding.” Jie Ming nodded satisfied.

Calculating time, magic network terminal showed under fifty years left in mandatory rest.

“Should make it; luck willing, maybe spare time for space knowledge…” Planning, his communicator rang.

Viola’s message, concise as ever: “Open the door! I’m here!”

Jie Ming shook head helplessly; consciousness shifted, returning via space anchor to Noren No. 147 plane Golden Garden underground laboratory.

In adjacent control room, he enabled teleportation array reception.

Light flashed; Viola appeared.

Not alone—followed by a slightly restrained young male wizard.

Jie Ming found him familiar; blinking, quickly retrieved from memory—Clark mentor’s later new disciple.

“We’re here!” Viola flicked signature silver-gray long hair, striding out boldly.

Jie Ming noted she didn’t carry the junior like luggage, letting him walk.

Knowing this senior sister’s nasty temperament, Jie Ming understood: this junior was a recognized genius.

“Miss me, junior?”

Viola greeted familiarly, pulling flowing active metal from ground, shaping a chair, sitting comfortably.

Jie Ming ignored, turning to the young junior, tone mild: “Hello, or long time no see. Your name… Ang, right?”

Ang, surprised this legendary departed senior remembered, flashed flattery, nodding respectfully: “Yes, Senior Jie Ming! Hello!”

Jie Ming sensed his spiritual force—steady, condensed, Truth Ring constructed—a formal wizard.

Reasonable; years passed, this Ang junior surely completed his mandatory service.

Viola leaned in, grinning: “Junior Ang is an astonishing genius too! Of course…”

Drawing tone, mischievously eyeing Jie Ming: “Not as freakish as you back then.”

Jie Ming expressionlessly pressed hand on her leaning face, pushing back gently.

Seeing Ang’s stunned look, explained: “No surprise; her elegance before others is all facade. Know her long, you’ll see—she’s essentially quite nasty.”

“Hey! Jie Ming! Slander! Naked slander of my perfect reputation!” Viola protested aside.

Jie Ming glanced, sneering.

If not wizard law privacy, he’d tell Ang this senior’s core rule was “pain”—innate potential sadist loving others’ suffering.

But considering years’ friendship, spared her face before newcomer.

Thus to Ang: “But in real danger, she’s reliable. Battlefield or research troubles unsolvable later—try relying on her.”

After simple greetings, Jie Ming manipulated ground active metal, flowing into exquisite table and three chairs, gesturing Ang sit.

He beckoned; a silver metal puppet nearby carried varied energy-fluctuating plant fruits.

Jie Ming to Viola—already grabbing a round fruit, biting unceremoniously: “What brings you today?”

Viola chewing sweet juicy flesh, mumbled: “Nothing big. My mandatory rest ends soon; decade-plus, report to second-line battlefield—so greeting. Incidentally, familiarize you with Junior Ang.”

Swallowing, to Ang: “Later academy or outside unsolvable troubles—find him. Most things, he handles.”

Said matter-of-factly, no asking Jie Ming.

Jie Ming noncommittal, nodding slightly to Ang—accepting “entrustment.”

Then puzzled at Viola: “Your rest shouldn’t be under a millennium yet? Why so soon?”

As sixth-level, per wizard civilization norms, post-plane war mandatory rest usually over four millennia.

This timing… too quick.

Speaking, Jie Ming picked a brown root-like cool-breath plant from tray, handing Ang: “Try this. Others’ energy and trace toxins might overload you now.”

Viola chin up proudly, explaining: “Heh, I’m now ‘elite combat unit’ member! Enjoy high-tier treatment—actively apply shorten rest. Used accumulated high merits for extra free time—so back to battlefield soon.”

Seeing Jie Ming’s surprise, Viola pouted, “you underestimate me” displeased:

“Hey, what’s that look? Elite units absorb genius wizards. Workshop elite trials one way; gifted, glorious record like me—naturally invited!”

Jie Ming didn’t refute.

After all, twisted personality aside, Senior Viola’s wizard path talent and strength—undeniable.

Elite unit inclusion—well-deserved.