Chapter 188 Efficiency

"pity……"

Ji Lan looked at the small potion tube in front of him and felt a little regretful.

Because according to the original four main ingredients, 25 magic potions can theoretically be refined.

However, during one of the refining processes, he was a little careless and accidentally added a little less salt, which resulted in the entire cup of potion being unable to be fully fused, and finally turning into a cup of black, fishy waste liquid.

This was also an omission discovered after reviewing the entire process after the refining failed. Gilan felt very sad about this. After all, the total loss of materials was equivalent to more than 400 Caesars, and it was so easily wasted.

"Without enough experience, it's normal to cause losses."

Gillan tried to comfort herself.

After five refining attempts, it only failed once, which is considered a very good result.

"Based on this estimate, the cost of a 'wick potion' is approximately between 80 Caesars and 100 Caesars."

Gilan played with a potion and thought.

"Perhaps, I can earn a small amount of profit from Midnight Rose by selling 'Wick Magic Potion' and 'Green Gunpowder' to maintain expenses."

Although this ancient esoteric sect is full of great alchemists, these two alchemical products belong to Sabotea Louis' unique formula and cannot be copied by others.

So they should have their own unique value.

Gillan thought that "Midnight Rose" had no shortage of mysterious raw materials. He could buy them continuously, then refine the finished products of gunpowder and magic potion, and then sell them.

You can make money and practice your skills at the same time.

This is a good thing that kills two birds with one stone.

The surplus can also be used to feed itself, always preparing "green gunpowder" for combat and "wick potion" for practice.

'But there is a premise. I have to increase the refining efficiency, otherwise the losses will not be enough to recover the cost...'

Ji Lan secretly thought.

Then, he raised his hand and flicked it on the table.

The colorful twisted light squirmed, and most of the row of "wick potions" disappeared, all of which were stored in the dimensional space.

Only one was left.

Gilan picked up the potion and sat on the edge of the bed.

Bo!

He uncorked the bottle, took a deep breath, and drank.

Gulu.

The taste of the wick potion is not like its sweet aroma. Instead, it irritates the nose and throat, like the worst quality spirits, and like disgusting water. It is hard to describe in words.

Jilan suppressed nausea and frowned slightly.

He closed his eyes and immediately started practicing.

Empty your mind and absorb the elements of the universe around you.

This time the situation is indeed different from before.

After drinking the magic potion, the scene under the spiritual vision became very different.

In the room, the four kinds of particles were originally floating leisurely and comfortably, but they were suddenly attracted by something and swarmed towards Jilan.

Not only the fire element that fits his spirituality, but also all elements including water, wind, and earth, all came over.

His body is like a candle in the dark night, with inexplicable attraction, and like a bottomless vortex on the sea floor, forcibly dragging the surrounding elements.

It’s not even just limited to the room.

The sky outside the window farther away, the living room and bathroom, the apartment next door, and even upstairs and downstairs...

It's like a circle with Jilan as the center has expanded several times, and then all the elements of the universe in this range have been pulled over.

‘This… is a lot! ’

Ji Lan couldn't help but be shocked after observing through his spiritual vision.

Countless light spots flashed and danced "excitingly" in front of me.

It was as if I had fallen into a sea of ​​four colors.

But his spirituality seemed to have a built-in "barrier" that automatically filtered out the three-color particles except scarlet light spots. No matter how furious they are, it doesn't help.

Only the fire element entered Jilan's body happily and triumphantly.

The quantity of these elements is extremely exaggerated. According to Jilan's previous practice standards, it may only take a few breaths to meet the amount for one day, which will lead to spiritual "weakness" and the inability to continue.

But the strength of the "Wick Magic Potion" is that it can not only attract more elements, but also forcibly increase Jilan's spiritual tolerance.

In addition, last time in the black castle in the dream, I was invited by the wheelchair girl Tolina to drink a pot of "Yelan" scented tea.

Ji Lan felt that he was still absorbing, but his spirituality was still not tired.

On the contrary, he is always in a state of "hungry" and "excited", and he is willing to accept the influx of fire elements.

Ten minutes passed like this.

Gillan suddenly opened his eyes.

"Huh..." He exhaled a long breath, his eyes deep and lively. "The spirit has finally fallen into fatigue and cannot absorb any more today."

He was shocked when he used his spiritual vision to observe his own situation.

The red body outline became darker and much darker!

‘This is almost equivalent to a month of hard training! ’

Ji Lan secretly exclaimed something powerful.

The wick potion is worthy of the secret cultivation medicine that Shabotai spent his whole life studying alchemy and developed. After taking it, your own absorption efficiency of cosmic elements is greatly improved.

Ji Lan believed that there must be other magical potions in the mysterious field that assist in practice, but the "wick potion" is definitely not bad if it is placed in it.

'Moreover, the effect of the potion has not faded away, and it feels like it can last for two to three days... Although the effect of the potion will decrease sharply, it is still much better than practicing hard on your own! ’

Generally speaking, the full effect of a "wick potion" is enough to be worth nearly two months of practice.

This also makes Jilan confident and confident that he will complete the second spiritual dyeing in the near future.

"Then next time you communicate with the White Sage, let's ask him about the 'secret' about the path to the Sword of the Furnace and the second-level Prime 'Actor'."

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North Muse, 4 Theo Street, Earl Farhan Manor.

In the study on the second floor of the manor villa.

Two men, one middle-aged and one elderly, were sitting across the coffee table.

It's just that the scene is a bit quiet and depressing.

"Why did you come back suddenly?" Lord Ramon smoked a cigar and said expressionlessly. "Didn't you say that you won't be able to return to the capital within half a year?"

"Smoking less tobacco is not good for your health."

The old man glanced at the blond middle-aged man and did not answer, but chuckled.

"It will shorten your life, Ramon."

He had white hair slicked back, and his wrinkled face was full of energy. Ramon's appearance is somewhat similar to it, especially his dark blue eyes.

"I've never seen you so afraid of death before."

Ramon said calmly.

"After eating Walter, I gained a hard-earned lifespan, so now I have become more cherished about life?"

"Your brother's sacrifice was worth it."

The old man was ridiculed but was not annoyed, he just shook his head and said.

"I can live a few more years and keep the Farhan family standing. Besides, if he hadn't died, it wouldn't be your turn to take power now, Ramon."

This white-haired old man is the old earl of the Farhan family, Maxwell Farhan.

"Haha." Ramon sneered a few times and did not answer.

The old count turned his head and glanced at the sky blue silk tuxedo hanging on the wall. The shoulder area was scratched, leaving a large pool of dried and black blood.

"Ramon, my son, you don't have to be so dismissive of me. Aren't you doing the same thing I did back then?"

"This is different!"

Ramon narrowed his eyes and said solemnly.

"Water actually assassinated me in order to avoid the sacrifice of the 'Feasting Ceremony', thinking that he would not be eaten by you since he was the only son left in the Farhan family... Fortunately, I survived the disaster!"

He exhaled a puff of smoke and stared at the old count with hawk-like eyes.

"That's why I crave power! Moreover, I never thought of eating Prince, unlike you!"

"no the same?"

The old count smiled.

"What's the difference? Isn't Gilan Yiros your son?"

"..."

Ramon didn't answer, just looked at the other party coldly.

"It's no wonder you're in a bad mood. Prince failed to win the 'Staff Contest' and couldn't join the cult...and you tried your best to let the illegitimate son show up and steal the spotlight, making it known to the upper circles of North Muse. We have a talented person in the Farhan family."

The old count shook his head.

"It's a pity that Gillan can't die. It's Prince who will die."

"Who says he can't die."

Ramon looked gloomy and took a long puff of cigar.

"I will summon him to the manor tomorrow morning."

"Are you going to be tough?" The old earl narrowed his eyes. "I advise you not to set yourself on fire."

"Self-immolation?" Ramon laughed. "joke!"

"Do you think I'm scaring you, Ramon?"

The old earl said calmly with no expression on his face.

"Loben Fasol is dead!"

"?!"

Ramon's laughter faltered and his pupils shrank sharply.

"Although I don't deal with him, after all, he is also the 'Grey Scar Priest' in the religious order. How could he die..."

"Last night, as usual, Luo Ben invited the youth champion of this staff competition, your illegitimate son Jilan... How did you say he died?"

"This is impossible……"

Ramon looked in disbelief.

"Even if he is a master, there is no way he can kill Luo Ben!"