Chapter 3: Forum Launch

“Soul Power, Rank Three!”

The elder’s lofty voice rang out, filled with shock and scorn! As soon as the words fell, the ancestral hall erupted with mocking and sneering whispers!

“A sixteen-year-old with Soul Power not even comparable to that of a nine-year-old child. What has he been practicing all these years?”

“A fool is a fool. No matter how many resources are given, it’s just a waste!”

“What a disgrace to the family! Get out of here! With such talent, what’s the point of cultivating?”

The mocking voices from the clan members stung like needles in Justin’s heart, searing deep into his soul.

Although he had mentally prepared himself, the result still felt like he had plunged into an abyss.

He instinctively turned to look at his parents seated among the clan elders.

His mother was looking at him with a face full of worry.

But his father, on the other hand, wore a grim expression, his eyes brimming with intense disappointment.

Justin felt that his father’s gaze was even harder to bear than all the ridicule from the others.

He gritted his teeth, enduring the mocking, disdainful, and contemptuous gazes of countless people, then turned around and left the ancestral hall.

No one stopped him.

His mother wanted to stand up, but his father firmly held her back.

When Justin saw this, his heart sank even deeper into despair.

Born into this family of magic users, Soul Power didn’t determine everything, but it represented the potential ceiling for one’s future.

At sixteen years old, with only Rank Three Soul Power, his future ambitions might only reach the level of a High Mage.

How unwilling this is! But… what can he do if he was born this way? Has he not been working hard? No, he has worked harder than anyone else. He meditates for over eight hours every day. But what has he gained from it? The truth is, in this world, where there are the strong, there are also the weak.

And he seems destined to be one who struggles in the mud, a weakling! “Thud!”

“Who?!”

As Justin walked out of the mansion, something suddenly struck his head. He instinctively turned around and looked everywhere, but in his heart, he already had a guess.

It was probably those brats coming to bully him again.

There was nothing he could do. After all, he was a loser, right?

However, as his gaze swept around, Justin froze.

There were no brats coming to bully him. What had hit him on the head was a Mithril Ring.

At this moment, the ring was spinning on the ground.

Justin turned around in place to check the surroundings. After confirming that no one was around, he suspiciously picked up the ring.

“Is this divine magic?”

With his extensive magic knowledge, Justin instantly recognized that the rune engraved on this Mithril Ring was linked to a deity.

In other words, it was divine magic.

‘According to legend, treacherous demons and false gods love to strike when people are vulnerable. So, have I been targeted by you all as well?’

Justin smiled self-mockingly.

However, thinking of the ridicule in the ancestral hall and his father’s disappointed look, he hesitated no longer. He took the Mithril Ring back to his residence and activated it.

Whether it was a deal or a temptation, even if it cost him his soul, he didn’t want to be a coward that even children could bully!!!

As he injected Soul Power into the ring, a demon did not appear as he expected. Instead, a phantom scroll unfurled in front of him, and a stream of instruction information flooded into his consciousness.

Justin was stunned.

After a while, he nervously clicked on the words ‘Library.’

In the next moment, the writing on the scroll vanished and then four main modules appeared.

They were: Magic, Divine Magic, Battle Qi, and Others.

Justin was dumbstruck. He instinctively clicked on the Magic module, and the scene changed once more, revealing a densely packed catalog.

It included detailed explanations of basic magic, as well as foundational meditation techniques.

What amazed him the most was that the catalog contained numerous advanced spells that could only be learned at a magic academy.

This sight made Justin’s heart beat wildly.

He instinctively clicked on the advanced spell he had long coveted, but a virtual parchment sheet popped up on the phantom scroll.

It read: ‘Insufficient points to unlock.’

Points?

Justin paused. He clicked on the bold ‘points’ text and read the explanation to understand what it meant.

It turned out to be similar to gold coins, but it was virtual and required promoting the Internet divine magic to acquire.

For each person you promote to, you receive one point.

As long as you have points, you can exchange them for Magic, Divine Magic, Battle Qi, or any other niche cultivation methods.

Currently, Justin had zero points, so all he could view were basic meditation techniques and the basic magic of the water and fire elements.

Justin carefully examined the magic knowledge available and was shocked.

Because he realized that everything written there was true.

He quickly checked the Divine Magic, Battle Qi, and other smaller categories.

They were essentially the same as the Magic section. Basic knowledge was fully open, while deeper knowledge required the so-called points to unlock.

Seeing this, Justin’s eyes sparkled.

Although he was young, he was not foolish.

As a Mage, he naturally had the common sense that any user of divine magic would be under a god’s attention! This was a Damocles Sword!

After all, who knew if a god might harbor malice? The Five Prime Gods warned that aside from the Prime Gods, all gods who spread divine magic harbored deep malice, coveting the souls of their users!

However, within the Mage community, they often added one more line: including the Five Prime Gods.

Therefore, Justin was unsure whether this knowledge was a sweet bait, the joke of a malevolent god, or genuinely existed. Hesitating, he returned to the main page and clicked on the ‘Forum’ option.

In the next moment, he was stunned.

“Long live the God of the Internet! Points definitely work, and I’ve finally learned Mage’s Hand! Damn Teacher, who always treated me as free labor, wait for it! My revenge is coming!”

“I’m in the Kewell Empire, just got off the plane. Anyone around here?”

“The Ironblood Fearless Mercenary Group is recruiting…”

“Has anyone practiced Levitation Magic? How do you construct a floating rune in a honeycomb circuit?”

“Aren’t you afraid of being watched by a god?”

“What an idiot! Do you think a god is so bored to watch you? Get over yourself!”

“Looking to buy a Blue Crystal Wand. The soul power amplification must be at least thirty feet! I’m in a small town on the edge of the Lindel Forest.”

“I discovered a secret. No matter what language you use here, the Internet divine magic can translate it into something other users can understand.”

“Big news! Baron Isaac was assassinated. The bounty is 6000 Luke Coins. Who has any clues? Tell me, and I’ll share 1000 Luke Coins after completing the task.”

Justin, who had only seen the small world of his family, had never witnessed the vast world outside.

Upon seeing such an array of messages, he was completely dumbstruck.

Even the sadness from the family’s mockery faded quite a bit.

His heart filled with a mixture of emotions.

On the one hand, he was disappointed that this divine magic was not exclusively his; on the other hand, he was intensely curious about the outside world!

Especially when he read about some mercenaries sharing their adventures, like accidentally falling off a cliff, obtaining a top-level meditation method by chance, and transitioning from a fighter to a mage.

Or rescuing a beggar who was being bullied, only to find out that the beggar was a god walking in the world, who then rewarded them handsomely.

Or being chased by an enemy, falling into a dark river, and floating down to a dragon’s lair, where they killed the slumbering beast and gained its treasure.

All kinds of extraordinary stories made Justin’s heart race with excitement and anticipation.

The world could be so rich and colorful?! Thinking of how he used to spend his days in endless squabbles with brats and servants of similar age within the family, Justin felt an overwhelming sense of shame!

At this moment, a bold idea suddenly arose in his mind.

Staying with the family is just suffering, why not leave?

With this divine magic in hand, how could he worry about not learning new things in the future?

If his magic talent truly was insufficient, then he would learn Battle Qi! If that didn’t work, he’d learn Divine Magic, Witchcraft, Necromancy… He refused to believe there wasn’t a single cultivation method that suited him.

At this moment, the notion that ‘users of divine magic are always under the watch of a god’ had been completely forgotten.

In his subconscious, since so many people were using this divine magic, why couldn’t he? Besides, as some post mentioned, would a god be so bored to watch him? Even if, by some remote chance, a god did want to keep an eye on him, with so many users, could the god really monitor everyone? Once he accepted this reasoning, all his concerns vanished without a trace.

His heart brimmed with admiration for the Internet God who created this divine magic.

To him, the act of making all the cultivation secrets public was simply… groundbreaking!!! However, little did he know that his every move was being watched by the so-called Internet God.

Nor did he know that ninety percent of the posts he read were written by the Internet God… personally.

Now, his only goal was to earn points and quickly exchange them for his desired cultivation methods.