Atiste teleported back to “Outside the Three Realms.”
The Creation Room was still empty.
“Master, welcome back.”
Eileen’s voice came from the kitchen direction, her tone very calm.
So it seemed she wasn’t angry about his long absence.
‘…That’s good.’
Atiste walked toward the kitchen and saw Eileen standing by the stove cooking porridge.
Her body was still Lillian’s.
At that moment, her breathtakingly beautiful face, paired with Eileen’s maid apron, had an indescribable sense of incongruity.
“Where’s Lillian?”
“She’s sleeping.”
Eileen didn’t turn around.
“She said she wanted to help in the kitchen, but she was just messing around all day. She exhausted herself and went to sleep.”
Atiste sat down at the dining table.
He took out the box containing Naga Scale Powder from his Storage Space and placed it on the table.
Then he pulled out the Arcane Compass and placed it next to the box.
Finally, he took out the worn Manuscript and flipped to the section with blank pages.
“Master, you were out this long just to find what you wanted? That’s rare.”
Eileen walked over with the porridge and glanced down at the box.
“Mm.”
Atiste opened the lid.
The silver powder shimmered faintly in the morning light.
“I ran into a bunch of idiots, but it was interesting enough to kill a day.”
Eileen didn’t say anything.
She set the porridge in front of him and stood nearby.
Atiste took a sip of the porridge and suddenly paused.
“Not too salty, not too bland. Delicious!”
“Mm,” Eileen said.
“Master’s taste has always been like this.”
Atiste glanced at her.
Eileen’s expression was blank, but the tips of her ears were red.
Of course, those were Lillian’s ears, Lillian’s body.
This kind of reaction appearing on that proud Princess’s face looked awkward no matter how you saw it.
But thinking that inside was Eileen’s soul, Atiste felt even more unsettled.
‘I need to swap them back quickly.’
Atiste was silent as he finished the porridge.
After finishing the porridge, he pushed the bowl aside, opened the wooden box, and poured the Naga Scale Powder onto the table.
The silver powder sparkled under the light like scattered stars.
He found a silver spoon from a drawer, carefully scooped up a spoonful, and sprinkled it on the hidden pages of the Soul Swap Art.
Nothing happened.
“Master, are you going to conduct the experiment directly in the kitchen?”
Atiste didn’t answer.
He just frowned and sprinkled another spoonful.
Still nothing happened.
He stared at the pages for ten seconds, still no reaction, and began to grow impatient.
But he recalled a line from Treant’s Proverbs: “Those who seek quick success often achieve nothing.”
Eileen glanced at him from the side and said, “Master, there’s no need to rush. She and I haven’t shown any new abnormalities yet. You can take your time.”
Atiste nodded, shifting his attention back to the Naga Scale Powder.
He scooped another spoonful, this time sprinkling it more evenly.
Still no reaction.
“No good.”
He stood up, walked to the Library door, and pushed it open.
The magical light in the Library shone brightly.
The mana information streams flowed slowly in the void.
This was the Sea of Information.
He walked to the bookshelf, searched for a while, and pulled out a Guide to Rare Materials.
He quickly extracted the knowledge related to “Naga Scale Powder,” then walked back to the dining table and sat down.
Eileen had already cleaned the kitchen and was standing by to protect Atiste’s experiment site, waiting on standby.
The method of using Naga Scale Powder was not complicated.
It was originally made by grinding scales shed by Deep Sea Nagas, and it could dispel the concealment effect of Sprite Dragon Powder.
The usage was simple: spread the powder evenly on the surface of the concealed object, ignite it with fire, and wait for the flame to burn out; the concealment would disappear.
No wonder nothing happened after sprinkling it and waiting for a long time.
He added more Naga Scale Powder to the pages where the text was hidden, ensuring every covered part was dusted with powder.
Then he directly used Fire Magic to ignite the Naga Scale Powder.
The moment the flame touched the powder, a silver radiance exploded.
It wasn’t ordinary fire—it was silver fire.
No heat, no smoke, only light.
The silver light flowed over the pages like water, like mist, like a shining galaxy, extraordinarily beautiful.
Atiste stared at the dazzling light, motionless.
Eileen also stopped wiping the table and stood beside him, admiring the scene.
His master’s face, illuminated by the magical light, stirred her heart in a special way.
The silver fire burned for about ten seconds, then slowly extinguished.
The powder was gone, nothing left on the paper.
Atiste reached out and touched it.
There were words on the paper.
He looked down.
On the originally blank pages, dense black text appeared.
It seemed to be someone else’s handwriting?
Atiste didn’t know what had happened to this document recording the Soul Exchange Technique, but for now, he read the main text—
Part Three: Specific Usage Methods.
Atiste read the document carefully, word by word.
“The art of soul exchange requires both parties to be completely willing, without any reluctance.”
“For seven days before the ritual, both parties must eat and sleep together, share the same dish, and drink from the same pot.”
“On the Night of Total Lunar Eclipse, at the Confluence of Three Waters, with the Array Eye Facing East.”
He quickly read on, flipping a few pages, and continued.
Part Four: Magic Circle Composition.
Here, many complex magic circles were drawn.
But Atiste could remember them at a glance, because he knew almost all magic in the world.
As long as it was a magic circle, even if he saw it for the first time, he could quickly memorize and master it.
After all, most magic knowledge was interconnected; no magic existed in complete isolation.
However, the Soul Exchange Technique had quite a few magic circles.
He read quickly, flipped a few more pages, and after ensuring he had memorized everything, continued to the next part.
Part Five: Magic Word Composition.
Please ensure absolute silence in the environment where the incantation is chanted.
“Incantation One: Opening Spell. Rau, Niseros, Iriu, Visla.”
As soon as he finished reciting, he felt the space around him vibrate slightly.
He stopped and looked up.
Eileen stood in place, her expression unchanged.
But her body seemed to sway for a moment.
Atiste thought he might be seeing things, but to be safe, he asked anyway: “What’s wrong?”
Eileen shook her head.
“Master, I’m fine… just a bit dizzy.”
“You should leave for now,” he said.
Eileen was taken aback.
“Master?”
“The words in this book might affect souls that don’t belong to their original bodies,”
Atiste said.
“Your current condition isn’t suitable for staying here.”
Eileen nodded and turned to walk out of the kitchen.
Now Atiste could focus on studying the incantations.
Atiste reopened the document, flipped to Part Five, and continued reading.
“Incantation Two: Separation Spell. Kor, Valis, Is, Moras.”
“Incantation Three: Fusion Spell. Vail, Oseros, Sail, Oseros.”
“Incantation Four: Exchange Spell. Naise, Krolri, Vaise, Slori.”
He recited each word slowly, because it was a language he had never seen before.
With each incantation, the vibration in the air became more pronounced.
The Arcane Compass on the table began to spin, its needle wobbling round and round, as if disturbed by some force.
Atiste finished reciting the seven incantations, closed the book, and leaned back in his chair.
In five hundred years of life, this was truly the first time he had seen such strange spells.
The things in this book were not ordinary magic.
Not the kind where “reciting a few words makes it work.”
It seemed alive…
Those incantations themselves had power.
They didn’t require the caster to supply mana, didn’t need a magic circle to assist.
Just speaking them aloud could affect the surrounding souls.
No wonder the person who wrote this document set up such a camouflage.
If just anyone saw it, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Atiste stared at the document on the table, silent for a long time.
At that moment, the System appeared again.
[Congratulations to Host for completing the task. Reward: one Soul Stabilizer device. Friendly reminder: This device can only be used under specific conditions. Please pay extra attention, Host~]