Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith-Chapter 250 Pheon Of Ancient

"I will continue learning how to smith properly as time progresses, but I haven't started learning about alchemy at all yet. I want to be great at it all so that I have no shortcomings. That may come and haunt me later down the line," he mused, locking 'Alchemy Class' in on his bracelet.

He sat back in his chair after a small sigh. "Now... one last thing before I begin to study," he said, taking his cultivation technique scroll out from his storage ring.

"The default name given to this was something that went along the lines of 'Shadow Hound Cerberus Cultivation Technique Of The Four Arch Daemons'... yeah, that is way too long. Gear, I'm going to rename it."

[Go ahead]

"A simple name..." He began to think, "It will be my main cultivation technique until I enter the inner academy and gain access to the other four levels of the Ancient Library. I not only want it to be easy but also practical, since I'll be using it for a while."

After a few seconds, he finally announced, "Cerberus. I'll simply call it Cerberus."

[Name change successful. 'Shadow Hound Cerberus Cultivation Technique Of The Four Arch Daemons' has been changed to 'Cerberus']

Lyrian checked the time to know how much longer he had in the day. All the day's classes had finished, and everything he had to learn was most likely noted for him in the books.

Finally, he opened up the Zaryn Mythology textbook and read the very first letter, only to have his attention swayed away again. This time, it was because he felt two small feet land on his right shoulder...

'Huh? Did I release Tao or something?' He immediately thought to himself as he turned to look at what sat on his shoulder. He was shocked to see that on his shoulder was a small bird whose feathers were a mix of red, orange, and even a few yellow streaks.

"Uh..." He didn't know what to think. The bird stared directly at him as it hopped around on his shoulder slightly to balance itself. It tilted its head to the left, and then to the right.

Finally, it hopped forward and rubbed its head against the side of Lyrian's jaw. At this moment, Lyrian looked at his window sill and saw that the egg that he got from Spirit Pet; Beast Taming class was cracked into two pieces.

"I totally forgot about it..." He looked at the small bird again. "What am I supposed to do with you? Has anyone even fed you? I can't put you into my shadow like I can with my own creations..." He had many questions, but no answers.

He tried reaching toward the small bird, but as soon as his fingers came a few inches from the bird, it got startled. It quickly jumped off and flew under Lyrian's bed, where it seemed to be comfortable.

"Were you hiding under there this entire time?" He got slightly worried. He was confused as to how the bird was even still alive since he hadn't been there to do that himself for three entire days.

Gazing at the small bird hiding under the bed, Lyrian said, "Scan. You were a bit of a special one, right?"

┏━━━Scan━━━┓

Name: None

Species: Pheon

Age: ~1

Overall Power (OP): 1

Health: 14/14

Stamina: 10/10

Strength: 11/11

Agility: 30/30

Defense: 10/10 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝑚

Rank: None

Special: Ancient Bloodline (This creature holds a unique bloodline, granting it the power of its ancient predecessors.) Note that this creature will continue gaining more of its unique ancient abilities as it matures.

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"What in the hell is that agility!" Lyrian exclaimed, surprised. "Gear, do you know what this bird eats?"

[A Pheon normally consumes fruits and meats]

[However, this unique Pheon has the ancient ability to consume sunlight]

"Woah... no wonder it's still alive. But, staying under the bed won't be good enough." He said, stretching his hand out toward the bird.

It didn't seem to trust him at first, but after gazing at his deep eyes, it soon hopped towards him. Finally, it jumped onto his fingers but was still a little wary.

Lyrian stood up and walked near the window before placing the bird on the sill. The bird excitedly jumped off and tried to fly outside, but quickly regretted its decision as it slammed into the window.

It fell flat on its back, seeing stars for a second as Lyrian smirked slightly. "I can't let you go just yet. I'll probably need to make some sort of soul bond with you before I do that just so you won't escape." He said, leaving the bird and returning to his seat, "Stay there."

He sat down and finally opened up his books...

Hours soon passed, as he studied the sections marked in each of the four books that he had. After approximately three hours, Lyrian put all of the school books aside and gazed at the one odd book in the pile.

"The book written by Ephrias Varant called 'The Superior Path'... it might be as important as the other books, so I will give it a try. Many will probably take a random book such as this and take it as trash, but knowledge is powerful when it comes to the knowledge of the wise. Why struggle to learn about the ways of the world, when you can learn it directly from one who has already struggled and has learned the way to conquer."

Lyrian opened the first page of the book...

He spent the next hour reading it, as Varant's words sucked him in like a whirlpool. There was no doubt in his mind: This book was pure gold when it came to knowledge.

Each page he read, written by the legendary man himself, felt like a life lesson to inherit. One line stuck with him greatly, it was the line that marked a new chapter and went as follows...

"No carelessness in my actions. No confusion in my words. No imprecision in my thoughts."

These powerful words drove Lyrian to want to input Varant's powerful words into his life.

To manage one's ever-changing emotions to not be overwhelmed by life.

To endure trials with steadfastness.

And to communicate efficiently, with authenticity that pierces through the noise. This was the way of a conqueror.