179. The most precious thing at the end of the world_1

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Early morning.

Lu Ban saw the stars dim and the sky take on a golden hue, a transition from pitch black to golden yellow that surpassed any Earthly landscape and could truly be described as a magnificent view.

He decided to pretend that last night's events had never happened.

Actually, Lu Ban wasn't very keen on learning magic.

Because it was said that by remaining single until thirty, one could conjure fireballs, Lu Ban felt he still had a few years to go and there was no need to rush.

In the latter part of the night, Shia had been mostly studying with her Reading Magic, like a statue that moved occasionally.

Lu Ban thought that this spell was incredibly useful.

Shia could essentially let her consciousness sleep while allowing the books to learn on their own; in the end, she would have both acquired knowledge and rest.

This was something many could only dream of!

Meanwhile, Lu Ban also gleaned some details from what Shia had said.