The Xian Practice would eventually be successful!
It was as if a test from raging heaven. The Soul Removal technique to become the greatest immortal needed both strength and endurance.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine lighting strikes could not do any harm to his soul…

Yes… They could not do any harm. If he had succeeded in the technique, he should be in heaven… but why was he here?!
He was now in the body of a seven-year-old kid named “Merlin”, the son of the third minor wife of “Witcher”, who came from the wealthy family “Szirtes”.
Even though he was the son of Witcher and the grandchild of Earl Szirtes, his mother was still an unworthy, poor servant.

So, his status was the ‘servant’ that the family loathed.

What was more shocking was that the little kid who looked as if he could break at any moment was able to refine an enormous amount of vital essence, or Qi!! He could even easily penetrate the first level of qi!!

The strange power for Xian Practice in this world was different from that of the world he came from. It was a great treasure all the Xians were looking for.

It was called the great “Magical Power”.

This might be a second chance from heaven! The Xian Practice using magical power has now begun! 

Deva Wizard: The Great Xian in King Arthur's Realm

‘He is actually one of those members of that Astral Tower,’ he thought to himself.


With Merlin's great memorization, if he saw something once, he would remember and never forget it. This Archwizard was one of the first sets of members accepted into the Astral Tower. Merlin once went out to guide them about cultivation.


The Archwizard coldly glanced at Merlin with a proud face. With his current position, he had the qualifications to do so.


“Who are you? Causing trouble in the Astral City, you seem to not fear death!” The Archwizard's voice rang out, making people respect him.


Merlin shook his head slightly before turning around and preparing to leave.


However, this indifferent action seemed to be a heavy slap on that Archwizard's face.


He dared to ignore the Astral Elder. Wasn't this insulting?


“How dare you!” The Astral Elder roared. It echoed in the air loudly.


The silver light of the Archwizard shone brightly, bringing out great pressure.


The Disappointing Younger Brother Part II