1513 Prayer
“Curse, Talisman, Premonition, Prayer, Sacrifice, Soul, Blood, Control, Ritual, Artifact.”

Fang Heng had read many books on Occult, but he had never used them. He kept them in his memory.

As he tried to recall, all sorts of information appeared in his mind.

“‘Curse’ corresponds to the strength of verbal incantation. ‘Talisman’ corresponds to the strength obtained through occult runes, magic arrays, and so on. ‘Premonition’ corresponds to divination, stargazing, and other prophetic abilities. The target of premonition is usually nature and not humans. The detection of the past is also a type of ‘Premonition.’”

“‘Prayer’ is the strength obtained by praying to Gods, bizarre objects, and so on. ‘Sacrifice’ corresponds to the strength obtained by sacrificing to such creatures.”

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“‘Soul’ is the soul’s energy, including the soul and so on. ‘Blood’ refers to the Bloodline, excavating the strength attached to one’s Bloodline, such as Bloodline Transformation, Bloodline special skills, and the strength brought about by using one’s blood.”

“‘Control’ refers to spiritual control, including Enslavement, Suggestion, Coercion, Mind Control, and so on.”

“‘Ritual’ refers to all kinds of rituals. And lastly, ‘Artifact’ refers to the means of using external objects. It usually refers to holy weapons and magic weapons.”

Fang Heng roughly repeated it based on his memory.

On the whole, Occult was more like a hodgepodge. There was related content for almost every discipline found in Occult.

For example, Necromancy was closely related to Occult’s four aspects: Curse, Talisman, Soul, and Control.

The Vampire Bloodline was more related to the Blood and Talisman aspects of Occult.

Seeing Fang Heng answer so smoothly, Yu Jiayuan secretly nodded her head.

It seemed that Fang Heng was quite professional. There was still some hope for her final gamble.

“Not bad, not bad. Looks like you have some foundation.”

Ivanson nodded and patted Fang Heng’s shoulder to express his satisfaction, “As long as you work hard enough and are ruthless enough, the chances of completing the level up in two days are still very high.”

As they spoke, the two of them followed Ivanson into the building where the Occult Joint Training Institution was located after swiping the card. They swaggered into the cargo elevator and went all the way to the security monitoring room in the third basement.

Ivanson whispered something to the two guards in the monitoring room and sent them away.

After everyone left, Ivanson led Fang Heng and Yu Jiayuan to the monitoring platform and pointed at one of the big screens.

“Here. This is the treasure of the Occult Society.”

Yu Jiayuan frowned when she saw the glass artifact displayed in the middle of the surveillance monitor.

“Albra’s Pupil?”

“Yes, a monster summoned by an Occult Master from another world, the Albra’s Pupil. This monster is said to be closely related to Occult and possesses vast knowledge. Occult scholars can obtain Occult-related knowledge by communicating with Albra’s Pupil.”

Ivanson turned to look at Fang Heng and explained, “This cultivation method corresponds to the ‘Prayer’ of the Ten Great Foundations of Occult.”

“This method is very dangerous. After all, it’s very dangerous for a low-level creature to attempt to establish a spiritual link with a high-tier creature. It also consumes a lot of mental strength. You must be careful. It’ll be troublesome if you anger Albra’s Pupil or your mental strength suffers a backlash. Secondly, you must be careful when dealing with the miscellaneous information that flows into your sea of consciousness along with the knowledge. In short, don’t force yourself.”

Fang Heng thought about it and roughly understood. He nodded and said, “Alright, I understand.”

“Don’t take it lightly. Every year, a few people lose their lives here. I’ll bring you to change into a new set of clothes later. Just pretend to be an Occult trainer going in to cultivate. If anyone asks, just say that you’re new. The teacher is Xin Ke.”

“Will it be dangerous?” At that point, Yu Jiayuan was more nervous than anyone else. She asked in a low voice, “Won’t there be trouble doing this?”

“Don’t worry. It’s perilous to cultivate with the help of Albra’s Pupil. Very few people will come usually unless they’ve encountered a bottleneck. Moreover, you need to be fully focused when cultivating, so no one will care who sits next to them.”

“As for the outside, there’s even less to worry about. It’s late at night, and the Occult members have already left. In addition, it’s so chaotic outside now. No one will think the dangerous person they’re trying to catch is hiding here.”

“However, a Scroll King is still in the cultivation field, so I can only bring him in alone. You can wait here.”

As he spoke, he walked to the clothes cabinet, took out a set of white training clothes, and threw it to Fang Heng.

“Change your clothes first.”

While Fang Heng was changing his clothes, Ivanson looked at Yu Jiayuan, “Have you prepared everything?”

Yu Jiayuan nodded and placed the Short-Term Mental Strength Recovery Potions on the table.

“Not bad. It’s enough.”

Fang Heng changed into a new set of clothes and walked over to take a look. He immediately smiled bitterly.

More than ten boxes of potions were on the table, and each box contained 48 bottles.

Advanced Mental Strength Recovery Potion.

He recognized that potion.

The effect was excellent, and the price was high.

The problem lay in the effect worsening if one drank too much in a short period, and the subsequent adverse effects would take a long time to clear.

If he were to consume so many potions, it would take at least three years to remove the adverse effects completely.

“So many? Is that necessary?”

“Yes!”

Ivanson nodded solemnly and said, “Take the potions. Let’s go.”

Soon, Fang Heng changed into a uniform with the symbol of an Occult cultivator, put the potion into the player’s backpack, and left the monitoring room with Ivanson.

Like what Ivanson had said, there was not a single person in the cultivation field passage at night.

They took the elevator to the sixth floor. After passing through a long pathway, Fang Heng followed Ivanson into a large cultivation room.

Seeing the scene in the cultivation room, Fang Heng’s heart couldn’t help but skip.

In the center of the large cultivation field, a large cylindrical glass artifact connected the ceiling and the ground.

There was an eyeball levitating in the middle of the cylindrical glass artifact.
It was not a human eyeball but an orange-red eyeball with yellow whites and vertical pupils.

Albra’s Pupil.

It was twice the size of a normal person.

Fang Heng had read about it in a book.

It was a life form from another world regarded as a symbol of knowledge. One could pray to it to obtain knowledge related to the Occult.

As for whether Albra’s Pupil would respond or not, that was another story.

Around the glass cylinder were more than ten Occult cultivators in white clothes seated separately. They had their eyes closed, concentrating, and seemed to be in a state of cultivation and prayer.

Swoosh!

The giant-sized eyeball floating in the glass artifact seemed to have perceived something and opened its eyes.

Fang Heng’s pupils instantly constricted too.

The Albra’s Pupil looked at Fang Heng and slowly closed again.