According to the traditions of the Central Continent, a high-grade Meditation Method should have at least four layers, allowing a wizard to glimpse the realm of Morning Star, while a top-grade Meditation Method needed six or more layers to enable a wizard to understand the path of the Radiant Sun.
The Eye of Komoyan only had four layers, placing it at the bottom of high-grade Meditation Methods, and Leilin naturally hoped the Chip could deduce and supplement the remaining layers.
The trouble of the Bloodline Shackles—ever since Leilin had advanced to Morning Star, he had been trying to resolve it.
The deduction of the Meditation Method was also an extremely important part. The Wings of the Sun was likewise a Bloodline Warlock's Meditation Method, with a full six complete layers, and would surely prove of enormous help in perfecting the Eye of Komoyan.
There was also the Son of the Sun bloodline, which could be further refined. Although the Oakheart Family had confirmed that all bloodline activity within it had been lost, Leilin still held a certain confidence in restoring it.
The ancient Son of the Sun—a being that could reach the sixth level upon maturity, and was even the stellar sun among numerous small worlds—was the highest-grade bloodline Leilin had obtained so far.
"With this, those bloodline experiments can finally be initiated..."
After advancing to Morning Star, many of the ancient bloodline experiments, as well as things like the Star Gate, could be completed independently, making Leilin wish he could pour all his time into them.
But on the second day, he still set aside some time to meet with envoys from the Psychic Circle and the Wind Wolf Lair.
On the Central Continent, Bloodline Warlocks were not limited to the Ouroboros Circle alone. There were other organizations or families that had inherited ancient bloodlines, forming a massive alliance.
However, during the last incident, all three Morning Star Warlocks of the Ouroboros Circle had fallen into an ambush and vanished, greatly reducing its value, and naturally no reinforcement had come.
Leilin understood this well. After all, even when rescuing allies, one had to ensure the other side possessed sufficient strength; otherwise, one would only drag oneself down as well.
Besides, the Bloodline Warlock organizations were not all on friendly terms—there were disputes among them too, and a loose alliance pact held little binding force.
Of course, after Leilin's advancement, everything changed once again. Especially after he demonstrated his formidable strength, these former allies were now scrambling to mend relations.
And the Psychic Circle and the Wind Wolf Lair were the two largest Bloodline Warlock organizations that had been on good terms with the Ouroboros Circle.
"Haha... Lord Leilin is so young, truly beyond my expectations!"
Upon their first meeting, the two warlocks were stunned by the abundant Life Energy emanating from Leilin.
Wizards certainly did not determine age by appearance—they each had their own unique methods of perception.
But from every angle, the current Leilin appeared extraordinarily young, unlike those wizards nearing the end of their lifespans, who, despite still maintaining a youthful and beautiful exterior, carried the aura of decay upon them.
"Haha... please, honored guests!"
Leilin now wore a platinum-white magical artifact robe, making him appear even more distinguished. His commanding presence, honed from once ruling over an entire Dark Polar Domain, and his uniquely disarming demeanor when interacting with others, were all deeply impressive.
At the same time, while the two envoys were shocked by Leilin's age, Leilin himself was secretly startled in turn.
Because from these two envoys, he sensed the same singularity fluctuation—clearly, both of them were Morning Star-level warlocks!
"Looks like these two organizations are taking this meeting very seriously!"
Thinking this, Leilin's smile grew even warmer as he invited the two warlocks to sit on the sofas in his room. Fu Rui entered carrying three cups of coffee, greeted the three with elegant grace, and quickly withdrew.
"Oh, I haven't yet asked for your names!" Leilin said with a smile.
"Ah! Look at me! I was so stunned I forgot to introduce myself—how rude!" A wizard whose face was covered in countless tentacles, resembling a massive octopus head, slapped his own forehead with one tentacle and said, "I am Paul! From the Psychic Circle!"
"Lord Paul!" Leilin nodded in acknowledgment, his expression turning serious.
The bloodline inherited by the Psychic Circle belonged to a very peculiar creature—the Mind Flayer. Legend had it that this creature not only possessed a unique psychic system but also enjoyed devouring the brain matter of sentient beings, harboring the bizarre ability to peer into the minds of others.
What drove many Bloodline Warlocks to distraction was that the Mind Flayer was not a bloodline creature at all! Yet that original Mind Flayer Warlock ancestor had forcefully integrated the Mind Flayer's abilities into his own bloodline, passing them down through inheritance to form a peculiar branch of Bloodline Warlocks.
This branch was known as "Psychic Warlocks," possessing their own unique power system that leaned more toward spiritual attacks—making them nearly impossible to guard against.
Thinking of this, Leilin found himself studying the other's eyes.
In the massive octopus head was a pair of cloudy gray eyeballs, without pupils, resembling the dead eyes of a fish.
But the moment their gazes met, Leilin felt his inner self go hollow, as if his outer shell had been torn away, exposing him before the other party.