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Inside the cultivation room.

In front of Su Lu was a huge silver-white alchemy table, with beakers, crucibles. test tubes. wooden racks and other items on display just like a

chemistry lab table.

This was a set of magical potion facilities that he had exchanged for using his points.

After being promoted to a “Three Leaves” member and entering the fourth level of the White Tower, he at last came across a book that truly explained the studies of magic potions, and thus began trying to concoct potions himself.

It had to be said, the Inner Ring of Green Tree Castle was a treasure trove.

Su Lu was originally just an ordinary person and even after plunging into the transcendent profession, he remained so.

Nowadays, however, his continuous accumulation of experiences, skills, and knowledge were all enriching his foundation, and this was closely related to his strength!

One could say that the entire White Tower was his best teacher. As for the idea of genuinely taking on a mentor, that was something long abandoned.

After all, he would not betray the Electrotechnic sect for fear of marching towards self-destruction, but among the mentors available today, those who he saw as worthy did not see him the same way. The rest, such as Spa, Gore and the like, were all beings he would avoid, so he chose to study on his own.

For Su Lu, this was no issue.

As long as he had enough points and experience, he could even complete mind-boggling accumulations in a short period of time.

After inspecting the raw materials, Su Lu took a deep breath and lit the flame.

Simultaneously his inspiration spread, merging with the flame to form a ‘Spiritual Fire’!

Only a flame with transcendent properties is capable of handling magical materials.

This Spiritual Fire was widely used in magic potions and alchemical products.

But there was a slight difference between potion refining and crafting magical items. However, as the [Spirit Medium] path was also a spell casting profession specialized in mental power and spirituality, it was barely manageable.

This was also why some spellcasters could learn alchemical skills. If it were a profession on the physical side, although not impossible, the difficulty of potion refining would be significantly increased.

Once the crucible was completely enveloped in a layer of luminescence, he did not hesitate and swiftly plucked a leaf from a tree branch that was entirely green and faintly veined with golden hues, then tossed it into the crucible.

Drip! Drip!

The timer had only ticked for a few seconds when the emerald leaf became translucent and started to melt.

The golden lines on it became more dazzling and eventually turned into a pool of green-gold liquid.

“The difficulty of magical potionology lies in the alteration of properties… It not only requires materials but also demands the participation of the potion maker’s spirituality… The control of degrees and peaks is very intricate, hence the high failure rate!”

Su Lu snorted coldly, paying even more attention, his inspiration surging as he sensed the mysterious transformation within the potion.

In the perception of ‘spirituality’, the world appeared gray. The transcendent material in his hand, however, emitted its own unique radiance. Within the potion, the blue and gold were continuously fusing. Suddenly, a smear of red emerged.

This red became larger, and its color became vivid like blood. When the red reached its peak, it slowly turned pitch black.

“It’s time!”

Su Lu swiftly picked up a dropper with his right hand and dripped in two drops of previously extracted liquid.

The spiritual fire rapidly consumed. Within the realm of inspiration, the

vibrant red color of the potion was gradually set, but the bit of black was also preserved.

In the end, he harvested half a test tube of a bright red potion.

“This is a hemostatic potion, it can stop bleeding and slightly promotes wound healing! ”

Su Lu shook the test tube, looking at the slight black threads mixed within, his brow furrowed: “But I missed the peak potency… Now not only is the effect slightly reduced, but it also has some side effects.”

1m fact, the peak was difficult to grasp, and even real magical potion crafting professionals might not be able to precisely hit it every time.

At this stage, this most basic ‘hemostatic potion’, was considered successfully refined.

Su Lu looked at the prompt surfacing on the property bar in front of him:

[ …With continuous effort, potion-making was successful! Acquired Magic Potion Refining skill, current level LVI!]

At this moment, his attributes had become:

Name: [Su Lu Pottery]

Profession: [Mystical Scholar] (Second Class), [Soldier] (First Class)

Professional Rank: [2]

Title: [None]

Strength: [2.2], Agility: [1.3], Constitution: [2.2], Spirit: [4.2]

Inspiration: [4.2]

Skills: [Creation of Dead Princess LVI], [Maga Fighting Skill LV5], [Soul Trance

LV4], [Spirit Pressure LV2], [Spirit Chain LVI], [Magic Item Creation LVI],

[Magic Potion Refining LVI]

Passive: [Common Hebrew LV3],[Basic Physics LV5], [Demon Hunting

Knowledge LV4], [Ancient Hebrew LV2], [Gulam Language LVI], [Mysterious Knowledge LV2], [Strong LVI]

XP: [350]

“This [Magic Potion Refining LVI] skill seems to merely make me more proficient at potion-making techniques and does not provide any potion recipes…”

Su Lu felt a bit regretful.

What he truly wished to make were potions that could increase Spirit. Aside from that, ones that could increase Agility would also be acceptable.

This was all to get ready for advancing into the [Odd Technician] and [Wanderer] professions.

“It seems… I still need to collect the recipes myself!”

However, this skill was initially developed by becoming proficient through practice. Su Lu didn’t feel particularly bad about it as he always believed it never hurt to have too many skills.

What was surprising was that his Mysterious Knowledge had unknowingly levelled up to LV2, likely due to him reading various mystical books during this time. He received this small surprise pleasantly.

After dealing with it all, Su Lu tidied up and went to the mess hall.

It wasn’t mealtime, so there weren’t many people, just a few scattered here and there.

Su Lu sat alone at a table, savoring the caviar said to come from the North Sea, of which worth could compare to gold, and roast goose liver.

“Hey, Su Lu! Congratulations on your promotion!”

A round-faced fat man sat opposite him, enviously looking at the three-leaf badge on his chest.

“Siegfried!”

Su Lu greeted with a smile, “I merely…got lucky.”

“Promoted to a three-leaf member in less than three months of being in the Inner Circle is definitely not explainable by luck…My mentor has spoken highly of you!”

Siegfried sat down, gnawing at a roasted lamb leg, “It’s a shame you aren’t part of our Mechanical Research Department. You have no idea… our research has made breakthrough progress, completing a magnificent work of art, which was… absolutely marvelous, incredibly grand…”

As he continued, he lowered his voice and looked around.

Some confidential things, even if they are from the same sect, may not be clear, one must keep them secret.

“Let’s talk about something else!”

Knowing he should avoid the topic, Su Lu actively changed it, “Do you know the latest developments in Nia City?”

He was very concerned about his secondary hometown, but due to his insufficient strength, he did not rush back.

“I know this!”

Siegfried’s expression returned to normal: “The culprits have been confirmed. It was the [Master of Illusion], Black Kos from the Ancient Snake Society, and the former Archbishop of the Goddess of Light, Moron Goebbels. It is said…. that these two, relying on this ritual, successfully ascended to become legends!”