"Time’s up."
She spoke softly, her voice carrying a profound wisdom that transcended time:
"Though it’s only a brief reunion, witnessing this miraculous healing leaves me completely content."
Selena first approached Eve.
The young girl was leaning back in her chair at the moment.
Her complexion remained pale, but the painful expression from prolonged illness had completely vanished.
It was replaced by tranquility and peace.
"Remember, child."
Selena gently stroked Eve’s forehead like an elder sister:
"The disappearance of pain is just the beginning, not the end."
Her voice was as gentle as a spring breeze:
"The power you possess now is unique; it is not just the strength of bloodline, but it also carries the hopes and sacrifices of many.
Learn to use it correctly; don’t let it become the source of the next curse."
Eve nodded vigorously, her eyes like purple crystals filled with sincerity:
"I will, Senior Selena. I will cherish this hard-won new life."
Selena’s tendrils gently enveloped Eve, conveying final care:
"Your bloodline has fused with many complex elements; this is both a blessing and a curse.
Remember, never let greed blind your eyes, just like your mother once did."
At this point, Selena turned to Cassandra.
The tenderness in her eyes disappeared instantly, replaced by a sharp coldness like a blade.
"Although your methods are flawed, your love for your daughter is still genuine."
Her voice became serious, each word as firm as steel:
"I can see you’ve paid a significant price to save her. I originally didn’t want to criticize further, but..."
Selena’s tendril slowly stretched toward Cassandra, stopping a few inches away from her heart:
"Don’t let this love become the source of harm again.
The Devourer and Power Card have already planted seeds deep in your soul, and I can feel it slowly changing you.
If one day you lose yourself again, I hope you’ll remember today’s pain and remember the true responsibility a mother should bear."
Cassandra faced this straightforward accusation without anger or rebuttal.
She simply nodded quietly:
"I will, Senior Selena. I will never forget today’s lesson."
Finally, Selena turned to Ron.
Looking at this young man who had just completed his Moon Level breakthrough, her eyes revealed a hint of pride.
"I heard from Uther that you’ll become my successor..."
She opened her arms and gave Ron a warm hug.
The tendrils that usually seemed strange and terrifying now conveyed warmth:
"To inherit my Void Remains, I am very pleased. Your ability and wisdom may complete my unfinished work."
But then, her expression became serious:
"However, there is one thing you must be clear about. If you use my Void Remains for projection summoning, it may summon my projection from my later years. At that time..."
Selena’s eyes flashed with painful memories, and her voice turned hoarse:
"At that time, I had been tortured by failure and despair, my character extremely radical and dangerous.
She might not be as gentle as I am now, and might even see you as an enemy."
She tightly held Ron’s hand:
"If it really comes to that, don’t try to persuade her, and don’t have unrealistic expectations of her.
Directly subdue her with power, and then obtain the knowledge you need. That version of me does not deserve your sympathy."
Ron absorbed the weight in Selena’s words and nodded solemnly:
"Understood, Senior, I will handle it cautiously."
Lance and Alexander exchanged a smile, each seeing high recognition for Ron in the other’s eyes.
"Young Alchemist."
Lance approached Ron, his gentle eyes full of comfort:
"I heard you’re advancing as an Ancient Alchemist? This is an extremely challenging path."
He took out a crystal from inside his coat:
"This is a fragment of my consciousness. If you encounter difficulties in Alchemy, you can summon my projection through it. Although its power is limited, it should provide some guidance."
"I need to remind you."
Lance’s tone became more serious:
"The path of the Ancient Alchemist is not only the improvement of skills but also the perfection of the self.
You must learn to pursue knowledge while maintaining purity in your heart.
Once controlled by greed, powerful Alchemy will only hasten self-destruction."
Alexander’s translucent body walked towards Ron, carefully examining the young man.
"Your concept of body modification is interesting."
He nodded in approval, his transparent fingers sketching complicated runes in the air:
"I can sense your unique insight in self-enhancement."
He extended his transparent hand for a gentle handshake with Ron.
The sensation from that contact was extremely peculiar, as if countless tiny currents were flowing across the surface of the skin:
"If you wish to gain the recognition of the Ancient Alchemist, I would be happy to be one of your mentors.
The road of life modification is filled with danger but also infinite possibilities. Remember, never sacrifice reason for power."
Alexander’s eyes revealed regret:
"I pursued perfection excessively back then, and eventually became a monster beyond my own control.
Your approach to modification is more gentle, which is a good thing. But even so, always stay vigilant."