Yun Sheng, when returning home, had heard the pheasants in the mountains calling two or three times. She was playing with the leftover half-bottle of Hemostatic Agent in her mind, thinking about what Ye Beiming and Great Mage Yang had said.
Magic Soul...Vision...
Actually, during the time Ye Beiming had a constant high fever, when she applied cold compresses for him, she also quietly checked Ye Beiming's eyes.
Yun Sheng used a pupil dilation test that did not require much medical equipment.
She used a small amount of saline, dropped it into Ye Beiming's eyes, and discovered that the cornea was completely necrotic. From the look of it, it seemed it had been necrotic for many years already.
His optic nerve had also all been damaged.
In this situation, unless it was possible to perform a modern cornea transplant surgery and find a pair of transplantable corneas, his eyesight would not be likely to recover.
Although she still did not know what Magic Soul was, one thing Yun Sheng could be sure of was that Great Mage Yang had deceived Ye Beiming.
Magic, can it miraculously regenerate dead flesh and restore necrotic nerves as well?!
Impossible! At least it was impossible with the current cultivation of Great Mage Yang.
Engrossed in her thoughts, Yun Sheng had walked all the way to her home's door before she snapped back to reality.
Earlier, upon discovering Ye Beiming was hurt, she had sent Little Black ahead to return home, hiding in her own bedding, pretending to create an illusion that she had returned home.
The chicken crowed three times, and the sky was just showing the first light of dawn; under normal circumstances, her father Yun Canghai would still be sleeping off his drunkenness.
Thus, Yun Sheng didn't climb through a window but slipped in directly through the front door.
Just stepping into her cabin, she suddenly heard a 'plop', and the kerosene lamp inside the room lit up.
Yun Canghai was waiting by the window, his gaze icy cold.
Yun Sheng had never seen such a Yun Canghai in all her life.
On the bed, Little Black squeezed itself on the ground, barking grievously at Yun Sheng.
Just one look from Yun Canghai made both Yun Sheng and Little Black shiver.
"Father," Yun Sheng cleared her throat, quickly fabricating a plausible excuse in her mind, "Sheng'er knows it's wrong, I shouldn't have stayed out all night at the Magic Temple making Hemostatic Agent."
With that, she handed over the Hemostatic Agent she held in her hands.
"Why is there blood on your clothes?" Yun Canghai did not heed the Hemostatic Agent Yun Sheng had prepared; his sharp eyes saw a small spot of blood on Yun Sheng's clothes.
It was accidentally left when Yun Sheng was cleaning Ye Beiming's wound.
Engrossed in her thoughts, she had not noticed the bloodstain on her clothes.
"That is..." Knowing her father better than he knew himself, myriad excuses flashed through Yun Sheng's mind but she dismissed them all instantly.
She knew Yun Canghai was not someone easily fooled.
"Someone at the Magic Temple was hurt, I helped him handle the wound," Yun Sheng narrated the events roughly, including the conversation between Ye Beiming and Great Mage Yang.
She expected Yun Canghai to dismiss her words, after all, who would easily believe that the highly respected Great Mage of the Magic Temple would be a bad mage practicing Taboo Magic.
On the Wuji Continent, even children know that magic includes the Four Elements Magic of wind, water, earth, and fire, along with some other side branch secondary magic. But there's a type of magic, though also a secondary magic, which has always been the least esteemed in the realm of magic.
Whether it's a Magic Temple or a regular Mage, they all deeply avoid one topic — that is Taboo Magic.
Taboo Magic, also known as Dark Magic, is a type of magic that stands opposite to Light Magic. Practitioners of Dark Magic are called Dark Mages.
The most infamous Taboo Magic in the history of the continent was named Hundred Demons Roar, said to have been invented over a thousand years ago by a Dark Mage named Lin.
It demolished the most powerful empire on the continent, the Jura Empire, turning it into a graveyard of bones and ruins overnight.
Lin himself, because of that one magic, became the target of a joint manhunt by Magic Temples, Summoning Courts, and Hunter Soldier Unions.
Eventually, several great mages from the Magic Temples joined forces and burnt him alive with Fire Magic, namely the Ten Thousand Holy Flames.
After Lin's death, the Magic Temple issued an edict saying that anyone who practices Taboo Magic would be killed without mercy.
Since then, Taboo Magic has become a taboo among mages on the continent.
However, there are still quite a few mages who secretly study Dark Magic to pursue greater Magic Power, including some active mages from the Magic Temples.
Great Mage Yang was willing to be stationed at the Banana Leaf Temple largely because he wanted to use this secluded mountain village temple for despicable Magic Soul transplants.
After Yun Sheng finished speaking, she looked anxiously at her father, fearing he would angrily scold her.
Yun Canghai was silent for a long time, "From today, you no longer need to go to the Magic Temple."
"Father?! You believe what I said!" Even Yun Sheng couldn't understand what Great Mage Yang's intentions were, but Yun Canghai seemed to have understood?
"You are my daughter, I have no reason not to believe your words," as the sky gradually brightened and the dawn approached, seeing his daughter's careful yet tired little face, Yun Canghai firmly spoke these words.
The words were short yet powerful.
This is a typical response from the Yun family.
Yun Sheng then realized that her father seemed different today.
He had changed into clean clothes, and even the stubble that had always been on his face had been shaved off, making him look clean and refreshed, seemingly having rejuvenated by several years.
Indistinctly, one could see the appearance of Yun Canghai when he was young.
"Sheng'er, do you really want to learn magic?" Yun Canghai suddenly changed the subject, his gaze intense as he looked at his surprised daughter.
"Want... don't want," Yun Sheng nodded and then shook her head, she hadn't forgotten the promise she made to her father, but she didn't want to lie to him, "I want to, but I can't gather Magic Elements."
"That's because, unlike others, you lack a Magic Soul," Yun Canghai had noticed all those little actions of Yun Sheng over the past few days.
Including her hard trips up the mountain to pick Moonlight Grass, making Moonlight Grass medicine, all to become a Magic Apprentice.
"Magic Soul?" This was the second time that day Yun Sheng heard this completely unfamiliar term.
Great Mage Yang mentioned Magic Soul, he wanted to exchange it with Ye Beiming. Her father Yun Canghai also mentioned Magic Soul, but the village chief grandfather, including the Magicians from the Magic Temple, had never mentioned this strange term to the village children.
"Correct, Magic Soul, also known as the Soul of Magic." Yun Canghai spread his hands.
Those were the typical hands of a Magician, long and nimble.
They were also the hands of a father, strong and steady.
In Yun Canghai's hand, there was a Magic Testing Crystal.