"You wish to learn magic?" Ancient One put down her teacup, looking thoughtfully at Lin Feng.
Previously, Lin Feng had proposed learning magic to her, but the time hadn't been right then.
Later, when the opportunity arose, Lin Feng had no longer wished to learn it.
Lin Feng explained, "That's right, I want to strengthen my soul!"
Ancient One hummed, "So that's how it is."
She wasn't entirely surprised. Over the past few years, Lin Feng had grown to a level she couldn't comprehend.
Growing too strong too quickly wasn't always a good thing.
Now was indeed a good time to temper his soul.
"This is good. I can teach you personally," Ancient One decided after a moment.
She had intended to teach Lin Feng magic before.
After all, one couldn't always solve problems with physical strength.
The stronger Lin Feng became, the safer this aspect of the universe would be.
This benefit had, to a certain extent, been reflected back to Ancient One since Lin Feng became a Silver Superman.
Lin Feng's actions in the universe had not been deliberately concealed; any perceptive beings would have caught glimpses of them.
Because of this, in the last two years, Ancient One had noticed that the eyes secretly watching the Nine Realms had been decreasing.
To say it had nothing to do with Lin Feng would be unrealistic.
Clearly, they were afraid of him.
To be honest, if Lin Feng were to become the Sorcerer Supreme, Ancient One wouldn't hesitate.
Lin Feng's temperament was suitable; though a bit wild, he had experienced true universal-level catastrophes.
However, Lin Feng's nature meant he wouldn't obediently stay in the Sanctum or Kamar-Taj.
Moreover, he wouldn't be bound by anything.
So, although tempted, Ancient One had dismissed this idea from the start. Otherwise, why would she need Stephen Strange?
Lin Feng had arrived early. After making her decision, Ancient One immediately began teaching him magic.
"Do you like this diagram?" Ancient One asked, holding up a book and showing Lin Feng an illustration with great interest.
Lin Feng looked speechlessly at the diagram of human acupoints on the page, feeling an overwhelming sense of familiarity.
Seriously, you're showing me *this*?
This f--
Well, at least it sounded better than Mr. Superman.
"What's wrong? Aren't you going to eat?" Lin Feng didn't really feel like talking at the moment, but out of politeness, he still exchanged a few words with Stephen Strange.
"I'm not in a hurry, Mr. Super— Mr. Lin Feng. Are you here to learn magic too?" Stephen Strange noticed the sling ring Lin Feng was idly playing with.
This gave Kamar-Taj an even more mysterious image in Stephen Strange's mind. Even Superman had to come here to learn magic?
Stephen Strange's heart stirred.
Could it be that all of Superman's abilities came from here?