"Huff!" Kael emerged from his deep meditation.


    This time, with the aid of potential points, the process had been astonishingly seamless.


    Magic power, which had previously eluded his grasp like a wily sprite, now seemed as docile as a lamb, readily ensnared by his spiritual power and drawn into his being.


    Alas, the scarcity of potential points was a persistent thorn in his side.


    The contrast between this meditation and his usual efforts was like night and day.


    After gathering his thoughts, Kael summoned his trusty attribute panel to assess the fruits of his labor.


    Name: Kael


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    Spiritual Power: 2.6/2.6


    Magic Power: 26/26


    Skills: "The Breath of Darkness Meditation Method", Zero - level Spells: Bone Tooth, Gray Mist, Touch of Fatigue


    Potential Points: 0


    The potential points had been depleted, but the results were nothing short of spectacular.


    His spiritual power had surged by 0.5, and his magic power had climbed by a full 5 points.


    This was a colossal leap, effectively boosting Kael''s combat prowess as a spellcaster by a substantial quarter.


    Gazing at his enhanced stats, Kael''s lips curled into an uncontrollable grin.


    He let out a silent, jubilant laugh.


    This method was far more efficient than his previous, painstaking attempts at magic power meditation.


    A quick estimate told him that this meditation session had likely consumed no more than two hours, yet the effects were palpable.


    In contrast, the previous night''s extended meditation had yielded no discernible increase in his powers.


    The difference was staggering!


    Of course, the prior meditations hadn''t been entirely in vain.


    Perhaps the gains were simply too minuscule to register on the attribute panel.


    The thought of tomorrow already danced in his mind.


    Should he venture out to slay more zombies? After all, during the day, these undead creatures were as defenseless as sitting ducks.


    Taking them down would be as easy as plucking low - hanging fruit.


    A greedy spark ignited in Kael''s heart, and he promptly began formulating plans to amass more potential points in the future.


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    As the night wore on, Kael wasted no time and slipped into a state of shallow meditation.


    Every bit of magic power he could accrue was precious, and besides, meditation served as a viable substitute for sleep.


    Suddenly, a thunderous "Roar!" reverberated across the distant sky, jolting Kael out of his meditative trance.


    The abrupt interruption triggered a backlash of magic power, causing his body to throb with pain and his heart to pound erratically.


    In that moment, his discomfort was forgotten.


    The terrifying roar had piqued his curiosity, and he rushed to the window, eager to identify the source of the sound.


    In the inky blackness of the night sky, the moon cast a faint, ethereal glow.


    By its light, Kael finally made out the fearsome creature responsible for the commotion.


    A dragon! A magnificent, winged behemoth soaring through the heavens!


    Kael gulped nervously.


    Dragons were the stuff of legends in the Spirit Realm, creatures of unfathomable power.


    Adult dragons typically boasted combat capabilities at the Sanctuary level.


    Even the more diminutive dragon species often reached the Gold Rank in strength.


    They were veritable powerhouses, with robust frames, impenetrable scales, and fearsome claws and fangs.


    Moreover, every dragon was imbued with the ability to wield magic, a gift bestowed by their ancient, powerful bloodlines.


    As they matured, arcane knowledge was passed down within their very essence, and sometimes, a simple slumber was all it took for them to master these formidable spells.


    Such a creature was a walking treasure trove.


    Every part of a dragon held value.


    Their scales were prized for crafting armor, their hides were ideal for mage robes and high - grade spell scrolls, and their blood made for potent magical ink.


    A dragon''s meat was a delicacy among warriors, capable of enhancing physical prowess, while its bones were the stuff of which legendary weapons and staves were made.


    Not a single part of a dragon was wasted.


    Even their saliva and excrement were valuable commodities, used to nourish magical plants with a potency rivaling the most powerful fertilizers.


    At that moment, the dragon, lost in its aerial acrobatics and furious roars, was oblivious to the presence of a curious, albeit insignificant, human observing from a nearby residential area.


    Kael squinted, using the moonlight to study the dragon.


    The distance between them was considerable, likely several kilometers.


    Fortunately, his vantage point on a high floor, combined with the dragon''s luminous scales, allowed him a clear view of the majestic creature.


    It was evident that the dragon was locked in a fierce battle.


    Its wings beat furiously, and it unleashed gouts of dragon''s breath as it swooped and circled.


    Alas, the distance blurred the details, and Kael was unable to determine the dragon''s species.


    However, by comparing its size to the surrounding buildings, he surmised that it was not yet fully grown.


    Measuring around six or seven meters in length, it was likely a juvenile or young dragon.


    Despite its youthful appearance, its power should not be underestimated.


    Juvenile dragons often boasted combat prowess at the Silver Rank, and some young dragons even reached the Gold Rank.


    In all likelihood, a single spurt of saliva from this dragon could spell doom for Kael.


    This realization only deepened Kael''s curiosity.


    What could possibly be challenging such a fearsome creature? A horde of zombies, perhaps? But zombies were notoriously devoid of valuable loot, even those that had managed to gain some semblance of power.


    Shrugging off his musings, Kael decided to simply enjoy the show.


    He leaned against the window, watching with rapt attention as the dragon continued its aerial assault.


    It was inevitable that the dragon''s raucous display would attract the attention of nearby zombies.


    Their sensitive hearing would pick up the noise from kilometers away, and they would surely be drawn to the source.


    Kael couldn''t help but feel a twinge of sympathy for whatever was on the receiving end of the dragon''s fury.


    If it was zombies, they might stand a chance, but if it was another, more vulnerable creature, they were in for a world of trouble.


    After all, the dragon could simply take to the skies and make its escape, leaving its opponent at the mercy of the approaching horde.


    Despite their individual weakness, a large enough horde of zombies could prove a formidable force.


    Their numbers could compensate for their lack of individual strength, and the outcome of such a confrontation was far from certain.