Life resumed its inherent, deep pool-like tranquility once more. Lynch's days swung rhythmically between cultivation and experimentation, like a precise pendulum.

For the majority of the time, he was immersed in self-improvement. Whether in the cultivation room buried in drafts and symbols, poring over mountains of classics and scrolls, deducing the decay trajectory of the Decay Law, sketching the folding model of the Space Law; or stepping into the Time Hut, lingering in the mysteries of time left by Wizard Somda, feeling the pulse of that invisible torrent.

Day after day, with a focused heart. The system's notification sound became the most recurring rhythm in this silence, cold, yet reassuring:

[Space Law Skill Level +1]

[Decay Law Skill Level +1]

[Time Law Skill Level +1]

The numbers on the panel, slowly and steadily increasing, were the best reward for all his focus and sweat.

However, even the most tenacious will needs a moment of relaxation. When he felt spiritually exhausted from prolonged immersion in the Deep Sea of knowledge, Lynch would temporarily set everything aside, take Annie and Naliti, leave the courtyard, and blend into Fran's daily life.

Sometimes they would stroll casually through the clean and magically wondrous streets, watching various wizards and apprentices hurry past, feeling the vibrant energy of this Wizard City;

Other times, they would venture further into the countryside, finding a scenic spot to enjoy nature, with Annie frolicking ahead like a joyful deer, and Naliti quietly preparing picnic treats. Lynch would gaze at the magnificent world, letting nature's tranquility cleanse the fatigue brought by delving into the laws.

Fran's order is indeed commendable, unlike potential chaos in other Witch Domains, the security here is excellent. Magical street lamps emit soft and stable light around the clock, making it safe enough to see leisurely figures strolling the streets even at two or three in the morning, as if it were daytime.

Occasionally, Lynch would accept Vanilla's invitation and head to the arena.

No dazzling spell glows, no violent energy impacts, only the pure clashing of sword edges, a direct dialogue of technique, speed, and strength. Two swordsmen at the pinnacle of their respective paths, restraining all transcendent power, engaging only with physique and sword skills.

The sound of clashing steel echoed in the arena, figures intertwined, sword lights like dragons. Victory and defeat became routine, after all, the title "Thorn Sword God" is no empty boast. And through these exhilarating pure duels, a camaraderie based on equal strength and mutual admiration quietly grew.

Sometimes, during intense battle intervals, or while resting after the fight, Vanilla would fling her fiery red hair, joking with a hint of seriousness hidden in her tone: "Hey, Lynch, how about marrying me? Join the Sword God Family! With our talent, any child we have would surely inherit the strongest Sword God's Power."

Lynch was speechless.

Whenever this happened, Space would immediately seize the opportunity to tease: "What are you thinking? Stop dreaming, he has a wife already, are you planning to interfere?"

Space's relationship with Vanilla had always been harmonious. After all, she herself holds remarkable expertise in swordsmanship, and coupled with her personality, she shared a kinship with Vanilla, the "Thorn Sword God," with a deep bond.

Therefore, whenever Lynch and Vanilla arranged a duel at the arena, Space would always be there to watch.

Upon hearing Space's words, Vanilla's eyes lit up with curiosity, eagerly asking Space: "Oh? Space, quickly tell me, which lucky girl makes Lynch this guy remember her so fondly?"

At this point, Space would find the perfect gossip partner, and immediately become energetic, using a vivid tone to "leak secrets": "Let me tell you..."

During the previous travel days together, perhaps due to the long journey needing a break, or because Space couldn't resist probing and teasing, Lynch indeed casually mentioned some past events with Avery.

Those deep-seated memories, originally just occasional warm fragments he revealed, unexpectedly became something Space, the "attentive one," remembered one by one, now becoming material she shared with Vanilla.

"Is that so? They had such a story? Wow, meeting in a crisis, supporting each other ... it does sound quite romantic," Vanilla's eyes sparkled as she listened, occasionally exclaiming, completely immersed in the story Space narrated.

Hence, the arena often witnessed this peculiar scene: two women, top-notch in their respective domains, just intensely focused on Lynch and Vanilla's spectacular sword skill duel, suddenly sidelining the main character Lynch to indulge in a gossip topic.

They huddled at the edge of the field, heads almost touching, engaging in a lively exchange, sometimes chuckling, sometimes sighing, seemingly having shed all semblance of top-notch prowess, just like a pair of intimate friends discovering an interesting secret.

It seems gossiping is a universal nature among women, regardless of what kind of celestial maiden of any plane.

...

The days passed in this rhythmically stable peace, quietly flowing like a gentle stream. Cultivation, experimentation, where occasional breaks occurred, then back to cultivation, experimentation ... repeating continuously, circling endlessly.

The laboratory lights and cultivation room drafts witnessed the countless days and nights of dedication and sweat of their owner. The time inside the Time Hut was prolonged time and again, solely to capture more fragments of Rules in those extended instants.

In the blink of an eye, several years of spring and autumn passed.

Finally, the quantitative change triggered a qualitative one. Through Lynch's unwavering efforts, the continuous broadening effect of the Lost Fruit on his thinking, the precious extra time provided by the Time Hut, and the system's powerful assistance converting comprehension into skill level, the three knowledge laws he cultivated began ushering in thrilling, successive breakthroughs!

The Space Law was the first to bring good news.

Thanks to Gulwige, a Truth Level existence, personally guiding and occasionally advising, Lynch avoided countless detours on the path of the Space Domain, with clear direction and rapid progress.

One day, after successfully analyzing an extremely complex space nested model once again, he felt as if a barrier shattered inside his Sea of Consciousness, his perception of space suddenly reaching an unprecedented level of clarity.

The system panel promptly updated, and that line of information became vastly distinct:

[Space Law MAX]

It no longer displays a level, signifying perfection and extremity at the current domain tier.

Soon after, the Time Law also signaled a breakthrough.

Although this aspect lacked instructor-led guidance, the legacy left by Wizard Somda was sufficiently systematic, detailed, and complete, almost encompassing all critical nodes from initiation to Domain Peak.

Utilizing his own comprehension, coupled with system assistance, Lynch arduously walked through this most obscure and challenging path step by step. Shortly after the breakthrough in the Space Law, his deduction on a time tributary reached its end, sensing the source of the invisible torrent.

The system panel added one more perfection:

[Time Law MAX]

Finally, it was the Decay Law's turn.

This was the domain power he achieved earliest, yet at this moment, appeared somewhat "lagging behind." Perhaps due to its concept being more abstract and negative, or perhaps its initial foundation was relatively thinner than the other two, its progress became notably strenuous in later stages.

However, Lynch did not lose heart, investing more time and energy, repeatedly verifying, deducing, immersing himself in the essence of all things' demise, returning to dust.

Hard work paid off, after months long seclusion and deduction, he finally unveiled the ultimate secret of the decay sequence, completing the last puzzle piece.

The system panel displayed all three knowledge laws attained perfection:

[Decay Law MAX]

At this point,

The three core knowledge laws Lynch mastered—space, time, decay, all have reached the Domain Level Peak, the theoretical MAX grade!

Silently sitting in the cultivation room, an invisible force field seemed to circulate around him. Space on the left slightly distorted, light on the right flickered intermittently as if accelerating or stagnating, occasional dust silently disappeared at his feet. These three powers at their pinnacle achieved a subtle balance and fusion within him.

Knowledge Law, Spirit Law, Soul Law, the three conditions a wizard must fulfill to step from the Domain into the Realm of Rules.

Now, Lynch has accomplished the most arduous and basement-required first step among them!

The gateway to higher levels has already opened a slight crack for him. What remains is further refinement of spiritual power, as well as the exploration and mastery of the mysterious Soul Law!

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