Supreme Magus novel Chapter 422

"I’ve slain countless Fallen, righted several injustices, helped those in need, but to no avail. To add insult to the injury, my core is still blue. For the gods’ sake, I’m over 300 years old. What am I doing wrong?" She said looking at Milea with envy.

The Empress was in her early thirties, yet she already had a deep purple core and a body powerful enough to fight on par with an Evolved Monster.

’I wonder how the heck did he did it.’ Scarlett pondered. ’It’s too bad not even my artifact can see through a Guardian. I always wondered what kind of core they have.’

A wave of Leegaain’s hand made two armchairs appear, one for himself and the other for his guest.

"Excellent question. The short answer is: everything. If you want the long one, you’d better sit down. It will take a while."

Scarlett rolled her eyes and prayed for a swift death before doing as instructed.

To Scarlett, Leegaain asked: "First of all, since when were you a hero? Why would helping others trigger a tribulation?"

"Tyris explained to me how tribulations work. The last one happened while I was seeking justice for my friends, so I thought that what Mogar wants from me is to do the right thing." She replied.

"That’s absurd! What happened to Balkor was an injustice, yet he never experienced a tribulation. When the anomaly fought Nalear he did the right thing, but again, no tribulation.

"They happen when something deeply rooted inside of you resonates with what Mogar wants. Mogar couldn’t care less about right or wrong, fair or unfair. The only right thing you did was to leave your turf. Without hardships there’s no growth."

"Then tell me. What does Mogar want from me?" The idea of having wasted months of hard work frustrated her to no end.

"If I tell you, having a tribulation will become nigh impossible. Once you know, you would do the right things for the wrong reason: getting your prize. I suffered seeing Mogar’s wonders disappear and so did Mogar. That’s how I became a Guardian.

"If I started hoarding knowledge and creatures just to please the world, there would be no resonance between us. The feeling must be sincere, not cynical."

"Okay, fine! What about the blue core? Why am I stuck?" She snarled.

"A blue core is the natural apex for most bodies. Very few can host a purple core because the mind, body, and mana must be in perfect synch. Up to the blue core, you only need to refine your body and lower the resistance it offers to the mana flow by removing impurities.

"A purple core, however, requires that even the mind must not be a hindrance. Using magic must become akin to breathing to you. Moving a finger or casting a spell should require you the same focus.

"Humans have a hard time getting a purple core because of their flimsy bodies, beasts because of their powerful bodies. We naturally tend to be reliant on brute strength just like humans use magic even to wipe their own asses."

"So, it’s just a matter of practice? Because I have studied magic for centuries!" Scarlett was still confused.

"Not of practice, but of understanding the nature of magic. You make it flow instead of letting it flow." Leegaain shook his head.

"Okay, I give up. Can you help me like you did for her?" She pointed at Milea.

"I could, but that could hinder your path to Guardianhood. You would learn my way of using magic instead of discovering yours. It could alter the way you perceive yourself and the world."

"What about the humans?" Frustration was driving her insane.