In the tent, when two halos under the feet of the Frozen Rabbit suddenly lit up, the chaotic information in Chen Yue's mind was cleared up at once. Shaking his head, Chen Yue gradually regained consciousness. Recalling the previous crisis, he couldn't help shuddering.

  Having conducted a real familiar summoning and, moreover, obtaining part of the memories from the Frozen Rabbit after the success, Chen Yue understood all the steps of summoning a familiar.

  The more he understood, the more he realized how lucky this summoning had been. That he could survive was really thanks to the good fortune of transmigrating.

  A real familiar summoning was extremely dangerous.

  First, one had to sign a contract with a familiar in the Spirit Realm to obtain the qualification for summoning. After establishing a spiritual connection, the real summoning could begin.

  At this time, the familiar was still in the Spirit Realm. Once the summoning started, a virtual image would form in the Lower Realm, and then it would begin to absorb the life force of the contractor to form the body of the familiar. When the virtual body reached the level where it could accept the familiar from the Spirit Realm, the real summoning in the true sense would commence.

  The memories of the familiar would start to be copied into the Life Essence Core. After the transmission was completed, the Life Essence Core, which represented all the essence of a familiar, would be stripped from the Spirit Realm and descend along the contract channel into the virtual body in the Lower Realm.

  This was the most dangerous moment in the entire summoning process, known as the First Impact.

  The familiars in the Spirit Realm were higher-level creatures superior to those on the Apostle Continent. They themselves possessed extremely powerful life force and energy. The difficulty of bringing them into this world was self-evident. It was completely comparable to the impact of a meteor hitting the Earth, directly impacting the origin of the contractor. If one could withstand it, the summoning would be successful; if it failed, death was the only outcome.

  After successfully descending, the Life Aura would be formed, and the subspace where the familiar usually resided would also be formed. The Blue-striped Card was a kind of subspace.

  Following the above steps was the most formal summoning process. However, Chen Yue's familiar summoning was clearly in chaos. He already had a subspace first and had the body of the familiar before starting the summoning, although there was no Life Essence Core in this body.

  In a certain sense, Chen Yue could be regarded as having already conducted a successful familiar summoning before the official one. But the result of that summoning did not cause the Life Essence Core of the Frozen Rabbit to be stripped. It could also be considered a pseudo-summoning. The two summonings contradicted each other, and the energy offset each other, allowing the Life Essence Core to descend smoothly, which was how Chen Yue escaped death.

  From this moment on, the Frozen Rabbit became a complete familiar.

  And regarding that pseudo-summoning, Chen Yue also judged from the memories obtained from the Frozen Rabbit that it should have been completed during the process of transmigrating.

  Chen Yue transmigrated after being accidentally struck by lightning while playing the single-player game "Pet Elf". The optical computer also transmigrated with him. This Frozen Rabbit was exactly the magic pet he owned in the game. During the transmigration, affected by the rules of this world, the Blue-striped Card in the game and the Frozen Rabbit were all manifested, completing a pseudo-summoning.

  However, the Frozen Rabbit was not a familiar from the Spirit Realm and did not have a Life Essence Core in the Spirit Realm. According to the rules, a Life Essence Core belonging to the Frozen Rabbit was born in the Spirit Realm, and another summoning was required for it to descend. That was why the Frozen Rabbit that Chen Yue summoned before was so dull and stupid and completely disobeyed its master's instructions, all because it didn't have a Life Essence Core.

  It was very dangerous, but it was all worth it. From this moment on, Chen Yue became an Apostle, the most noble profession on the continent.

  Having figured everything out, Chen Yue opened his eyes somewhat wearily. Just as he was about to take a good look at the appearance of the Frozen Rabbit after the narrow escape from the summoning.

  A fragrant smell wafted over, and a small figure rushed over and hugged him tightly. Immediately after, a girl's voice, filled with endless grievance and remorse, started sobbing.

  "…Wuwu, I'm sorry. Wuwu, Brother Chen Yue, you can beat me to death…"

  Chen Yue was stunned for a moment, and then a warm current surged up from the bottom of his heart.

  …

  In the magnificent and luxurious tent, Gamore's handsome face was distorted. He propped his hands on the table with force to barely maintain his body's posture and not collapse. Beside him, the short and fat president of the Merchant Guild, Nord, had already collapsed on the ground, muttering something under his breath that no one could make out.

  The only one who behaved a bit more normally, the guard Heath, also had his body bent at an angle.

  That sudden and powerful fluctuation that descended from the sky was like a meteor falling. Everyone felt the huge oncoming pressure. Gamore was just a second-order magician and was not known for his physical strength. His extraordinary spiritual power made him feel it even more clearly. If it weren't for his pride getting in the way, he would probably have been scared to collapse on the ground long ago.

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  The pressure suddenly disappeared.

  Immediately, a long exhalation sound rang out in the tent. The three of them looked at each other, and their faces were all abnormally pale.

  "What was that thing?" Such a thought kept swirling in the minds of the three of them.

  Wiping away the nonexistent sweat, Gamore still had a lingering fear. If that pressure had disappeared a moment later, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on either…

  Nord's expectant gaze made him feel even more irritable. He knew what this fat guy was thinking, but… Suddenly, he couldn't help but want to grab Nord's greasy fat face and curse: "Just that level of pressure, and you can imagine how powerful the other side is. I'm just a second-order magician. What use am I?"

  In his heart, he suddenly regretted joining this merchant caravan very much.

  "Well… It probably wasn't aimed at us." Heath coughed lightly, saving the panicked Nord. Under Gamore's unfriendly and pressing gaze, the pitiful president of the Merchant Guild was almost scared to wet his pants.

  "Pfft~" Gamore helplessly pursed his lips. There was only himself as a magician in the merchant caravan, and there wasn't a single fighter. Even Heath became his guard because he had no talent for cultivating fighting qi and was just physically strong and proficient in martial skills.

  As for himself? Just a second-order. Who would care…

  In this world, whether they were fighters, magicians, or apostles, they were all collectively called professionals. According to the level of strength, they were divided into ten ranks. Each rank increase represented a several-fold difference in strength. That pressure, even from his own teacher, he had never felt before. Conservatively estimated, the other side's strength was no lower than that of a seventh-order professional.

  Seventh-order. It wasn't as common as first- or second-order professionals like cabbages. The higher the rank, the number of professionals decreased exponentially. Seventh-order. Even in the entire Tianye Empire, there were probably only a dozen or so people. For such a powerful existence, crushing himself would probably be no more difficult than crushing an ant.

  However, it was precisely because of this that these powerful beings probably wouldn't target his group.

  "It should be passing by, or maybe it was the aftershock of a battle between two seventh-order professionals." Nodding his head, Gamore agreed with Heath's judgment.

  Hearing him say this, Nord immediately felt relieved. Since the magician lord said so, it seemed that it must be the case. More importantly, Gamore seemed to have thought it through and no longer looked at him with that fierce gaze, which made him feel extremely lucky.

  No one would have expected that this was just a familiar summoning, and Nord, who was trying hard to curry favor with Gamore, would never have thought that a real Apostle had just emerged in his merchant caravan a moment ago.

  With their worries gone, the three of them returned to the original topic.

  "That Chen Yue offended you, my lord. Should I send someone to teach him a good lesson?" In his two small pea-green eyes, a fierce light flashed, and Nord suggested with a fawning face.

  "Teach him a lesson?" Gamore coldly glanced at Nord, who was full of flattery, but what he said was unexpected: "Forget it. It was just a small conflict. There's no need to haggle with a commoner."

  "Ah?" Nord stared blankly with his fat face, doubting if he had heard wrong. He carefully looked at Gamore and asked again for confirmation: "Really let it go?"

  Impatiently nodding his head, and seeing that Nord accepted it obediently, Gamore added another reminder: "Don't go and teach him a lesson behind my back, lest it gives me a reputation of being intolerant."

  "Of course, I wouldn't dare. Absolutely wouldn't dare." Nord was sweating profusely as he repeatedly answered. He just felt a bit guilty. If Gamore hadn't given that final instruction, he really would have had the intention of secretly teaching Chen Yue a lesson.

  It wasn't easy to get a magician to travel with them. If Chen Yue angered him and made him leave, the one who would suffer the most loss would be himself.

  However, now that Gamore had said this, even if Nord had the guts, he wouldn't dare to do it. On second thought, this was also good. He heard that the girl from the Ling steward's family was close to that kid. There was no need to plant the seeds of discord in the Merchant Guild just to vent his anger.

  Fortunately, Gamore didn't seem to have the intention of leaving the merchant caravan. Nord let out a long sigh of relief and after a few more flattering remarks, he took his leave.

  Watching Nord's fat back disappear behind the curtain, Heath's eyes had a hint of amusement: "Young master, are you really not going to pursue it?"

  Having followed Gamore for many years, Heath knew very well that Gamore was a vengeful person. This matter was definitely not over.

  "Just let it go like this? Dream on." Cursing harshly, Gamore's face was so gloomy that it seemed water could drip from it: "I just don't want to scare that kid away and have no one to vent my anger on. Nord wants to gloss over it. What a beautiful thought. I was publicly humiliated by that kid, and yet no one said a word. Aren't they all thinking about tax reduction? Humph, when we arrive at Qiya City, I'll let them know what it means to be part of the privileged class."

  Gamore smiled sinisterly, and at this moment, there was no sign of him being willing to let it go at all.

  "And that ungrateful girl. She's really good-looking." Thinking of Ling Yue'er's stunning beauty, Gamore's heart itched even more.