Under the moonlight, the sailboat sailed across the calm sea.
The sea breeze rustled the sails, making a gentle creak that only deepened the night's stillness.
Kelly, wearing a pristine white nightgown, sat barefoot on her brother's bed.
She had drawn the curtains to block out the moonlight filtering through the porthole.
Kelly felt a mixture of excitement and trepidation.
Entering the meditation world with her brother and practicing together was her most pleasurable experience.
If possible, Kelly would happily practice with her brother every day.
Unfortunately, ever since her last beastly outburst, Alan had forbidden her from practicing and no longer invited her to meditate.
Kelly was deeply disappointed.
Thankfully, she wasn't a fragile girl.
She quickly pulled herself together, meditating and practicing her martial arts alone, carrying her brother on her back.
Kelly was not ignorant of her own limitations; she knew exactly when her beastly bloodline was most dangerous.
During the days around the middle of each month, she would pause her practice and take tranquilizers to suppress her frantic impulses.
This covert practice actually helped her focus even more.
Over the past two months, Kelly's practice had made rapid progress!
Only three days after boarding the ship, she sensed a breakthrough was imminent.
If all went well, she would be promoted to senior apprentice within a week!
Just then, she received another piece of good news.
After more than two months, Allen finally remembered his sister.
He invited her to his room tonight to practice together.
By establishing a spiritual gathering, he would help her correct her meditation method and permanently resolve the hidden dangers of her beastly frenzy.
This was certainly the kind of good news she had longed for, yet Kelly remained somewhat uneasy.
She feared her secret practice would be discovered by her brother.
When her brother imposed the ban, she was only a junior apprentice.
He just lifted the ban today, and she's about to be promoted to senior apprentice.
He's not stupid; he'll surely guess she's been busy for over two months!
Kelly was a little nervous.
Will her brother blame her for being disobedient when he finds out?
Kelly was most afraid of disappointing her brother.
As long as it made her brother happy, she would try her best to be as gentle and obedient as a little lamb.
Just like when they were little, she always wanted to raise Alan to be an obedient and sensible little brother.
…
In truth, Alan had long known about his sister's little tricks.
If he had stopped her in time, she would have obeyed.
But he didn't want to do that.
He knew his sister wasn't a little lamb.
Kelly had always been stubborn, strong-willed, and competitive.
Even if she willingly changed herself for her brother's happiness, Alan wouldn't let her.
He couldn't bear to see his sister suffer any hardship, no matter who it was for.
As Ms. Sora had said, the risks of spontaneously awakening her beastly bloodline were relatively manageable.
Paying close attention to her mental state and promptly detecting any abnormalities wouldn't be a big problem.
Fortunately, nothing major had happened.
After two days of experience, Alan had fully grasped the secrets of the "Calming Meditation Method."
He had also incorporated some of his own understanding, further refining the meditation method.
The time was ripe, and Alan decided to help his sister adapt her meditation method tonight.
Two tiny spores, blue and silver, shone brilliantly in the air.
Kelly, inhaling the hallucinogenic spores for the first time, felt dizzy and intoxicated.
Alan guided his sister to join the gathering.
Using the mind spores as a medium, he successively infused Kelly with two special first-level meditations.
Alan's meditation for calming the mind.
Alan's meditation for possessing the devil.
These days, Alan has been trying to practice both the "possession" and "calming the mind" meditations.
Alan prioritizes calming the mind, supplemented by the "possession" meditation.
A combined approach of these two methods yields incredibly high cultivation efficiency, without the risk of possession or madness.
Actually, Alan didn't need to go through all this trouble.
The Gluttony system, which automatically monitors mental state, could completely replace the calming meditation.
He went through this trouble primarily for his sister... and perhaps Sonia.
His own test results were quite good.
Now, he passed on all of this valuable training experience to his sister.
Two hours passed in a flash.
The moon reached its zenith.
In the cabin, the brother and sister opened their eyes simultaneously.
They exchanged glances, a knowing smile spreading across their faces.
Kelly had practiced both the Devil-Entering and the Calming Meditation techniques for the first time, and the results were immediate, leading to her promotion to Senior Apprentice!
Allen was delighted.
His sister's promotion proved his hard work had paid off.
Even more surprising was the unexpected discovery of a special use for the Gluttony System.
He and his sister meditated together, maintaining a state of telepathic connection.
In a sense, the brother and sister had become one.
Therefore, Allen could directly check his sister's status through the system.
Attributes: Constitution 17, Agility 17, Spirit 17
These are Kelly's stats after the promotion.
Compared to her pre-promotion stats, Agility and Spirit each increased by +1.
In addition, Kelly gained a level of natural armor.
Despite her smooth, delicate skin, the change was barely noticeable.
Finally, Kelly awakened a 0-level spell—"Flash."
Creates a bright beam of light within 20 meters, temporarily blinding anyone.
For a 0-level spell, this is considered the most effective crowd control spell.
Kelly sat on her brother's bed and yawned loudly.
Dual meditation was taking a toll on her spirit.
After two hours of effort, she was exhausted.
However, Kelly didn't want to return to her cabin to rest.
Embracing the excitement of her promotion, she held her brother's hand and chatted endlessly.
Of course, Alan could see through his sister's subtle thoughts.
Kelly wanted to use indirect methods to test whether her brother knew about her secret cultivation.
Even though he saw through her, Alan didn't want to expose her and had to feign ignorance.
After all, he was a man who cared about his reputation.
If he admitted to knowing, what would happen next?
If he didn't punish his sister, she would become even more disobedient in the future, which would be unacceptable.
He couldn't bring himself to scold her, let alone use corporal punishment.
Push her down on the bed and spank her?
With Kelly's fiery temper, how could he tolerate that?
She would definitely pounce on him, baring her teeth and claws, and fight him.
The problem was, she couldn't win...
Alan chuckled to himself.
Just as he was about to get up and send his sister back to the next cabin to rest, he suddenly received a system notification.
Ding Ding—
"Do you want to spend 10 potential points to attempt to fuse the third-level 'Calming Meditation Method' with the third-level 'Demon Meditation Method' to deduce a fifth-level unnamed meditation method?"
Hiss...
Alan couldn't help but gasp.
Oh my!
They're getting out of their way, aren't they?!
Last time, the notification asked for the fusion of the fourth-level Demon Meditation Method, requiring 8 potential points to deduce.
I can't afford it.
This time, it's even more extreme, going straight to the fifth level!
The required potential is also twice the level of the meditation method.
A full 10 points!
Sorry, I definitely can't afford it!
But having said that, he was very much looking forward to it.
A meditation method that combines Calming the Mind and Demonic Possession—how bizarre would that be!
If I'm not mistaken, this meditation method is likely a super-powered version of both Calming the Mind and Demonic Possession.
Demon Possession provides high efficiency.
Calming the Mind ensures safety.
Combining the two—doesn't seem perfect?
Alan felt that he needed to accumulate more potential in the future.
Once he had 10 points, he would deduce this fifth-level meditation method.
At his current level, he certainly couldn't handle such an advanced meditation method.
But that didn't matter. He could use the Gluttony system to reduce its dimensionality and simplify it.
There was a fifth-level version, and there were also fourth-, third-, second-, and first-level versions.
He had already verified this operation with the Calming the Mind meditation method and didn't mind trying it a few more times.
After all, dimensionality reduction and simplification didn't require consuming potential.
Alan lost himself in thought for a long time, until his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of snoring.
Looking down, he saw Kelly fast asleep.
At some point, she had transformed into a black panther.
Her nightgown had been kicked up to her feet, and she lay sideways on the bed, leaning against the wall, revealing her graceful back.
Her dark, shiny fur resembled a sleek piece of silk.
Why would she sleep like a big cat?
Alan suppressed a smile and pondered.
Perhaps her sister found it more comfortable sleeping this way?
He gently covered her with the quilt.
He couldn't help but stroke her twice.
Luckily, her sister was sound asleep and didn't wake up.
Instead, she purred contentedly.
The more he looked at her, the more she looked like a big, lazy cat!
...
When sailing at sea, one is bound to encounter storms.
The immigrant ship, departing from Quint Harbor, had a smooth journey for the first two months.
However, good luck always runs out.
On the first Sunday of February, the immigrant fleet was unfortunately hit by a tropical storm.
The typhoon roared, the sea raged!
The twelve immigrant ships, like fragile toys, struggled against the waves.
Every second held the possibility of a catastrophic disaster!
Alan led the crew, doing everything in his power to protect the ship.
This was his first time facing a storm at sea.
Even in the world of sorcerers, where powerful and mighty beings abound,
The might of nature remains inviolable!
Facing the raging waves and storm, Allen felt deeply his own insignificance and powerlessness...
Struggling was futile in the face of relentless natural disasters.
The sailors on the ship prayed in various ways, imploring the gods who controlled the raging seas and storms to show mercy.
Alan watched with a mixture of sympathy and helplessness.
The sorcerer world, while nominally devoid of gods, has in reality never lacked a fertile ground for faith.
As long as there is suffering, natural and man-made disasters, there will be no shortage of religious believers.
If the sorcerer class that rules this world continues to ignore the suffering of the lower classes and treat ordinary people as if they were human,
Alan had reason to believe that the Church of the Gods' resurgence was unstoppable.
The rampant expansion of the Beast Cult was an obvious danger sign!
...
After two sleepless nights of agony, the immigrant fleet finally escaped the storm zone.
Afterwards, Allen surveyed the damage and discovered that one sailboat was missing.
Was it lost in the storm?
Or was it swallowed by the raging sea?
It remains unknown.
Alan found the captain's "secret seal" and attempted to send him a "communication spell."
Alas, there was no reply.
In this situation, he could only prepare for the worst.
He assumed that the sailboat and all the immigrants aboard... had perished in the vast ocean, with over 300 people dead.
Alan led the villagers in a moment of silence on the deck.
In the days that followed, Allen refused to give up.
He sent letters from time to time, trying to contact the missing sailboat.
He hoped for a miracle, hoping to see the ship reappear on the sea.
Alas, no miracle happened.
He never saw the ship again.
...
Another week passed in the blink of an eye, and the fleet was about to cross a dangerous sea dotted with islands and reefs.
This time, even Lady Sora was nervous.
She transformed into a fairy and followed Alan, who rode a griffin, to the various immigrant ships.
Inform the captains to make the following preparations:
Pilots must be extremely vigilant to avoid running aground!
All immigrants must remain in their cabins, lock the doors, and not leave!
Sailors on deck must plug their ears with cotton yarn and carry a trumpet or horn to keep a constant eye out for any sounds from the nearby islands and reefs.
If you hear a woman singing, blow the trumpet as loudly as you can!
Blow as loudly as you can to drown out the singing!
Prevent the bewitching sounds from the sea from reaching the passengers!
The sea area the immigrant fleet was about to cross was known as the "Siren Islands." The sirens who inhabit islands and reefs are as beautiful as peaches and plums, but their hearts are as vicious as those of scorpions!
It is said that when a siren sees a passing ship, they transform into a damsel in distress.
They sing mournful songs, begging the sailors for help, pleading with kindhearted individuals to rescue them and bring them aboard.
Once aboard, they reveal their true cruelty and mercilessly slaughter all the passengers.
During certain seasons, sirens enter their mating season, their desire for murder and robbery temporarily giving way to pleasure and reproduction.
Sirens, also known as "Sirens," are a sub-category of the fairy race.
Since ancient times, there have only been females, with no males.
They can only seek out males of other races as mates.
No matter which race a siren mates with, their offspring are usually still sirens.
There are some exceptions of mixed-race children, but they are rare.
Moreover, the mixed-race offspring are also girls.
Male passengers and sailors on passing ships are the ideal targets for the sirens to court.
Their most adept method of courtship is singing.
The sirens' song possesses a captivating magic.
Those with weaker wills, upon hearing this moving song, will be tempted to approach the sirens and embrace these alluring beauties.
After the affair, the sirens have gotten what they wanted.
So what's the point of keeping a mate?
Of course, they kill and eat them, saving food.
Many men may be lustful, but they won't become playboys for a single night's pleasure.
So, when crossing this sea, one must be extremely vigilant!
At dusk, crimson ripples appeared on the sea.
The sailboat Alan was on was at the forefront.
Allen, Ms. Sora, and her sister, Kairi, stood side by side at the bow.
They nervously watched the atolls rising from the sea in the distance.
Don't let your guard down just because you're a woman.
The sirens' song knows no gender.
A woman would be equally captivated by it.
Fortunately, the sailboat had passed through the most dangerous waters, and no sirens had been sighted yet.
Just as everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief...
Suddenly, a faint song rose from the distant sea.
Singing?!
A siren?
Everyone's nerves tensed once more.
Allen's ears were stuffed with two balls of cotton, making it difficult to hear clearly.
But judging by the expressions of her sister and teacher Sora, it wasn't an illusion.
Sora raised her hand and cast the "Natural Magic."
A green ball of light soared into the sky and exploded with a loud bang!
All eleven immigrant ships received the signal.
The sailors, prepared for this, blew their horns with all their might, like a brass band playing.
The resounding blast echoed across the sea, instantly drowning out the distant singing.
The mysterious singer seemed enraged by the blast.
Suddenly, something appeared on the calm surface of the sea.
A massive whirlpool!
Alan's sailboat bore the brunt of the impact, drawn slowly closer by the swirling undercurrent.
Ms. Sora's expression changed, and she cried out anxiously:
"Something's wrong!"
"Ordinary sirens don't have the power to overturn the sea!"
"We might be in serious trouble!"
Alan patted her shoulder, urging her to calm down.
"Ms. Sora, you and Kairi return to the cabin. I'll take care of things here."
In reality, he was feigning composure.
Just now, the system alerted him: the scent of "special ingredients" had been detected!