Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 1001

Chapter 993 Self-created Potions: Nero’s Potions and the Interception of the Black Sun Tower’s Legacy!

Shan Chuan Ke stood on the platform, retreating continuously. A magical radiance transformed into a crimson magical sphere, swirling around him.

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As the ancestral god of the Sea King world, Shan Chuan Ke sensed his spiritual essence being pulled away by the sphere. Countless spiritual essences transformed into azure light and shadow, flowing past him like a fleeting moment. Shan Chuan Ke laughed heartily, feeling incredibly relaxed, as if his entire being had been cleansed.

Shan Chuan Ke threw his head back and laughed loudly.

“Excellent, excellent. Locke Augustine the Wizard, I must reward you handsomely. Helen, he truly is an outstanding potion master.”

“Wait—”

Mountain Guest looked at his white radish tentacles with a puzzled expression, his eyes filled with doubt, “Why isn’t it stopping? Isn’t this too much? My power is being drawn away.”

At this moment, with the magical orb as its core, the gathered spiritual energy formed a Mountain Guest.

This Mountain Guest’s magical pressure was approximately at the ordinary second-ring level, only a little over ten thousand.

This Mountain Guest stared at the original Mountain Guest, while this Mountain Guest was actually stealing the original Mountain Guest’s spiritual energy, forming a torrent of azure spiritual energy connecting the two, within which flowed countless azure light and shadow.

The original Mountain Guest glared at the clone created by the clone potion concocted by Locke.

“What’s wrong with you? You are my clone, you should be under my control, you just need to absorb the chronic illness in my body. How can you compete with me for power?”

The other Mountain Guest’s eyes revealed deep malice.

“Who said you were the original? You’re dead, so aren’t I the original? I absorbed all the spiritual energy from you, does that mean I can’t be the original anymore?”

Shan Chuan Ke’s small eyes widened in disbelief as he turned to Locke.

“Augustin, the potion master, what’s going on? How did he steal all my normal power?

“

“He’s trying to replace me!”

“Didn’t you concoct this potion to help me?”

The next moment, Shan Chuan Ke himself was struck by a ginseng tendril wielded by his clone. The original Shan Chuan Ke screamed in pain and was sent flying, crashing into the magic blackboard and creating a large hole.

Shan Chuan Ke was both shocked and furious.

“Augustin, the potion master, I take back my assessment of you. What is this thing? Why can’t I control this clone?”

“Helen!”

The next moment, Shan Chuan Ke was once again sent flying into the air by the clone’s ginseng tendril.

Shan Chuan Ke tried desperately to control the clone, but to his astonishment, he had absolutely no control over it.

Seeing the clone attacking him again, and its power flowing continuously towards him, Shan Chuan Ke grew anxious.

“Wait, wait! Your power comes from me, why are you my enemy? Helen, what’s going on?

“

After observing, the witch Helen explained, “There are very few things in this world with completely identical spiritual essences. Things with completely identical spiritual essences naturally tend to gather together and coalesce. From grains of sand to rivers—

so if your clone were completely identical to your spiritual essence, it would naturally want to gravitate towards you, towards everything about you.

But right now, under the effect of Locke’s clone potion, this is simply impossible.”

“Mountain Guest, your clone has only one way to avoid reuniting with you: to devour you. Of course, you should be thankful that Locke isn’t a Sun-level potion master, and that wasn’t a Sun-level potion just now, otherwise you would have split in two instantly, and then this clone would have gone even more mad and tried to take you down with it. Then you would have been in real danger.”

Fear flashed in Mountain Guest’s small eyes.

He hadn’t expected the potion Locke had just concocted to be so dangerous, creating something that wanted to replace the original body—who could withstand that!

Locke and the many wizards present looked at the Sea Queen, and Locke asked, “Lady Helen, why is it that if a clone created by a Sun Ring-level clone potion is created, it might perish together with Lord Mountain Guest?” The

Sea Queen smiled and said, “Identical spirits will try to merge together, and to counteract this merging, guess what happens? The two must be different. If the spirits are exactly the same, but the magic levels are different, then they are not actually completely the same. The Mountain Guest clone is a case in point.”

“Currently, one is at the second-ring level, and the other is at the sun-ring level, so they haven’t been forcibly fused yet. But if your potion’s effects were stronger, it’s hard to say.” “

Of course, you’re still far from achieving the effect I’m talking about. But Locke, the potion you’ve concocted this time—it’s definitely one of the most offensive subspecies of clone potions.”

The Sea Queen looked at Locke and said, “You do have quite a talent for concocting offensive potions. Even a support-oriented enhancement potion like the clone potion can produce such an effect.”

While Locke and the Sea Queen were talking, Mountain Guest had already been bounced from one side to the other like a ball by his clone.

“Bang!”

Mountain Guest stood up from the magic blackboard. “I’m angry.”

In an instant, the sun-ring level magic pressure descended.

A ginseng tentacle extended and directly grabbed his clone, then instantly destroyed his clone’s body.

He exhaled a breath, which enveloped his clone, instantly assimilating all of its tissues into a single breath. Then, Shan Chuan Ke opened his mouth and inhaled forcefully, causing countless streams of air to churn as he absorbed the energy transformed from his clone.

Shan Chuan Ke chewed twice, and his stomach swelled up, then began to roll. His stomach quickly shrank, but his right hand began to expand, then shrank, while his left hand began to expand.

Each expansion was smaller than the last.

After a while, Shan Chuan Ke completely absorbed the clone again.

He exhaled a breath of stale air, seemingly still somewhat fearful, for this was the first time he had ever fought against himself.

The Sea Queen looked at Locke and said, “The Doppelganger Potion shouldn’t be able to create a Spirit Doppelganger that’s completely identical to the original, but you seem to have over-enhanced the power of the Cicada Spirit Doppelganger, causing this phenomenon. Once a doppelganger is exactly the same as the original Spirit Doppelganger, it will trigger the problem of the two identical Spirit Doppels having to merge. So, a conflict is inevitable.”

Locke smiled wryly, “Teacher, I just stumbled upon this by accident. My original intention was just to use the Crimson Vampire Stone’s Spirit Doppelganger to enhance the power of the Cicada Spirit Doppelganger.”

“But I didn’t expect it to turn out like this. Next time, I should try to improve the accuracy of the Doppelganger Potion’s absorption of Spirit Doppels; perhaps that can solve the problem.

” The Sea Queen said to Locke, “Although neither of you has truly alleviated the Mountain Guest’s problem, considering that you’ve innovated a subspecies of the Doppelganger Potion formula, I’ll consider you first place this time.”

“Although it’s not quite perfect yet, you can give this potion a name now.”

Many wizards present nodded in agreement. After all, only Locke and the witch Alba had managed to concoct the potion within three hours. But judging from the effects, regardless of Shan Chuan Ke’s own condition, and considering the scale of the event, they all felt that Locke’s potion was superior.

The witch Alba bowed to Locke and said, “Lord Augustine, congratulations on obtaining the Blue Sky Brocade Potion.”

“I never expected the Doppelganger potion could have such variations. It’s truly eye-opening and inspiring.”

The witch Alba’s eyes sparkled. She seemed genuinely passionate about potions, and Locke’s newly concocted subspecies of the Doppelganger potion had truly broadened her horizons. Therefore, she was extremely enthusiastic and felt a greater sense of closeness towards Locke.

The other wizards also nodded in agreement, completely convinced.

Shan Chuan Ke, however, was extremely annoyed.

“Has no one asked for my opinion as the user? I think my experience just now was terrible—” “

I think the Alba Witch’s potion tastes much better. Helen?”

Helen Witch completely ignored Shan Chuan Ke and said to Locke, “Locke, have you thought of a name?”

Locke nodded and said, “Lady Helen, I think it can be called Nero’s Potion.”

Helen Witch nodded.

“Nero—okay, let’s call it Nero Potion then. This potion is just a rough draft you created on the spot. Although the core work is complete, many details are not perfect. The reason it works on Mountain Guest is because he is quite special.”

Mountain Guest ran to Helen the Witch and said, “Helen, after thinking about it, I still think Alba Witch’s potion tastes better. Drinking this potion master’s potion is too dangerous.”

Helen the Witch ignored him and continued to Locke, “But the effects of your Nero Potion on other magical creatures and on wizards are still uncertain. More experiments are needed to determine its efficacy. Moreover, we don’t know anything about the side effects. Of course, since this is a type of poison, we don’t need to do too many experiments on the side effects. But you still need to complete three phases of experiments. Then, you can use this potion to publish in a second-circle, second-zone journal. Of course, you can publish it now, but I think it’s a bit difficult to get into the second zone. At most, you can publish it in the third zone.”

Locke bowed to the Sea Queen.

“Thank you for your guidance, Lady Helen.”

He hadn’t expected that through Queen Sea Queen’s class, he could conceive of a potion of Nero’s caliber and even gain the opportunity to publish an article.

Looking back, it was indeed a very wise choice for him to become Queen Sea Queen’s apprentice in potion-making through the Feathered Serpent Pavilion. Following her classes even gave him the chance to publish an article.

Queen Sea Queen said, “However, my advice is that I think you should continue to work on Nero’s potion. I see something unfinished in your potion.”

Locke looked at Queen Sea Queen in surprise. He had done his utmost in conceiving Nero’s potion, believing he hadn’t held back at all.

But Queen Sea Queen had actually seen something unfinished in the sub-formula of his clone potion. That meant Queen Sea Queen saw something in him that even he himself wasn’t currently aware of.

Her mastery of potion-making—

Locke fell into deep thought. The unfinished meaning of Nero’s potion?

How else could Nero’s potion be developed? “Studying Nero’s potion can indeed quickly improve my understanding of the clone potion, and also rapidly improve my potion-making skills.”

Seeing that the Sea Queen was ignoring him, Mountain Guest quickly took a few steps forward, getting closer to her.

“Helen, I still think you made a mistake in giving her first place.”

“No matter what, you should at least ask for my opinion as the user, right? I think the Alba Witch’s potion is better.

” “

The Alba Witch covered her face.

“Your Majesty. This—”

The Sea Queen glanced at Mountain Guest.

“Can you shut your mouth, you pet? You’ve been so noisy since the beginning.”

Mountain Guest, after being rebuked by the Sea Queen, immediately became deflated, like a punctured balloon. His eyes darted around, and he seemed to be thinking about something, but he certainly stopped making a sound.

The Sea Queen handed over the Star Ring resources and the Blue Sky Brocade Potion to Locke.

Then, she said, “The next class is at 1 PM one week from now. Learning without thinking is futile; thinking without learning is dangerous. You can use this week to research the information related to the Doppelganger Potion, and then in the next class continue with my ‘Hundred Solutions to the Spirit’ to think about solutions to the problem and refine the Doppelganger Potion again.”

“Class dismissed.”

The Sea Queen turned and left.

After the Sea Queen left, Mountain Guest approached Locke.

“Mr. Augustine, I have something I’d like to discuss with you. Based on my own experience, I genuinely feel that your Nero potion doesn’t offer much benefit. I think if you continue in this direction, you’ll be overtaken by others.”

“Mr. Augustine, young man, you should consider a different approach.”

“Next time, why don’t you try a different approach? I believe a potion master as excellent as you must have better ideas.”

Locke blinked and nodded to Shan Chuan Ke, saying, “Yes, Lord Shan Chuan Ke. However, as a potion master, I will make my own judgments. Of course, your opinion is also very important, and I will listen.”

Locke turned and left; his clone was indeed going to the library at Mount Golden Crown to retrieve information on clone potions.

As for whether to continue developing in the direction of the Nero potion next time?

That mainly depends on his own thoughts.

Of course, even the Sea Queen seems to agree with his continued efforts on the Nero potion; perhaps in the future, he could directly publish an article on the second ring, first district.

The main reason was that Shan Chuan Ke knew absolutely nothing about potions, and as the ancestral god of the Neptune world, he was unlikely to suffer any significant damage from Star Ring potions. While the effects of the Nero potion had startled him and caused him considerable harm from that clone, it posed no real threat to him.

The difference between a regular second ring and a Sun Ring was absolute and

insurmountable .

Therefore, he hadn’t faced any mortal danger whatsoever.

Thus, as a potion master, Locke judged that administering the Nero potion to Shan Chuan Ke was perfectly acceptable.

Locke turned and left the potion room.

As the wizards gradually left the potion room, Shan Chuan Ke frowned. “This is bad. I wonder if Augustine will make me take that damned Nero potion again next time. These wizards aren’t putting enough pressure on him. That Alba witch, although talented enough, is at a disadvantage because of her magic level. I wonder if Helen will help her advance to the second circle quickly. If she becomes a second-circle wizard, like Locke Augustine, that would be good; she would definitely put pressure on Locke.” “

As for the other wizards, there don’t seem to be any decent ones. That Alex Walker, he seems to have some ideas.”

Shan Chuan Ke fell into deep thought, beginning to consider how to prevent Locke from continuing to work on the Nero potion.

At the same time, the Sea Queen led the Alba witch out of the Rootcrown Court’s main castle, heading towards their living quarters.

The witch Alba apologized to the Sea Queen, saying, “Teacher, although you required me to strive for first place in every class, I still disappointed you today. I’m sorry.”

The Sea Queen shook her head and said, “It’s alright, there will be another class. Besides, you’re not a second-circle wizard yet, you can’t start on the same footing as Locke, so I don’t blame you. But becoming a second-circle wizard won’t be difficult. You left behind a considerable fortune in your previous life—Alba, what’s with that expression? You were a third-circle wizard in your previous life, you really underestimated your accumulated wealth.”

“You left behind enough resources to quickly become a second-circle wizard. Moreover, you were reincarnated because you felt your talent was lacking in your previous life, so you took a special immortality potion and a fourth-circle potion before you were reincarnated.

In this life, your talent in potions is only stronger than in your previous life, not weaker.”

“I’m having you join the accelerated training program to build your confidence,”

the Sea Queen said. “Confidence is built through success. Each time you achieve first place, you’ll come to understand yourself better. As this process unfolds, you’ll become an excellent potion-wielding wizard. This is the path you, I, and your past lives have all walked.”

The witch Alba bowed to the Sea Queen.

“Teacher, I won’t let you down again.”

“That Nero potion was truly fascinating. I really wish I could ask Senior Augustine for advice again.”

The Sea Queen nodded, then glanced at the witch Alba out of the corner of her eye.

Alba possesses the most powerful potion-wielding talent I’ve ever seen, while Locke always exceeds my expectations. This Nero potion made me realize some potential within him. But I’m not sure yet. This possibility—”

Really. I originally just wanted to find a tool to use to refuse John the wizard’s favor and discourage other wizards. “Who knew the wizards of the Root Crown Court would be even more troublesome than I imagined, and Locke Augustine’s talent has actually made me take him somewhat seriously.”

It seems this accelerated training course won’t end anytime soon.

The Sea Queen’s pupils constricted as she recalled what Throne Lucas had said earlier. “

Lucas, geniuses don’t need a background. And you, you’re not a genius, so you don’t know this.

Perhaps some of the students in my accelerated training course will truly exceed our expectations.”

The Sea Queen pondered: Locke Augustine’s absolute talent in potions is unlikely to surpass Alba’s, but he does possess a certain unpredictable potential. “

Is it really just a coincidence that fate brought us together?”

At Golden Crown Mountain, in the key laboratory, within the White Cardamom Farm,

Locke and the witch Planknia stood in a parallel world. Before them lay a three-tiered verdant nursery, where verdant spiritual energy layered upon layer—a spiritual energy cultivation method Locke had used in the Three Cave Worlds. At the core of this garden grotto was an iron tree seed.

That was a sub-project of the key task assigned to him by the witch Catherine.

As the Garden Cavern shattered, piece after piece of the cavern world fell from the sky, and the iron tree seed also drifted down from above.

The witch Planknia looked up at the iron tree seed, slightly taken aback.

“Teacher, your magical pressure is so powerful, and your spiritual cultivation method is truly eye-opening, so why hasn’t this iron tree seed grown?”

Locke’s expression was calm as he held out his palm, and the iron tree seed landed in his hand.

The three-layered verdant nursery of the Garden Cavern he had just created using the spiritual cultivation method had cost him five million magic stones, but it hadn’t caused this iron tree seed to show the slightest sign of growth; Locke couldn’t even detect any vitality in the seed.

The witch Planknia didn’t notice the seed’s abnormality; in her eyes, it was the seed of a high-level magical plant, so it was normal that she couldn’t understand it.

The wizard Moromuta was also perplexed. As a second-circle wizard, he knew that this iron ball, at least in his eyes, truly was just an iron ball.

It lacked any spiritual energy, any spirituality, and any Force; in every way, it resembled an iron ball.

Moromuta looked at Locke and tentatively asked, “My lord, I have an idea. What if this iron ball—no, this seed—has been switched? What if someone swapped our seed with an iron ball, and that iron ball’s appearance and hardness are the same as our seed’s? Could we really tell the difference?”

The witch Plankonia pondered for a moment, her thoughts also somewhat stuck.

Yes, could they really tell the difference?

Was this really a seed?

“Could I have picked up the wrong one?”—

Witch Plankonia looked up at Locke, then gasped in surprise. “Teacher, what are you doing?”

Locke summoned a magical flame and tossed the seed into it. The flame blazed fiercely, while Plankonia looked terrified.

“Teacher, isn’t this your sub-project?”

Locke said. “It is indeed my sub-project. Proving it is very simple. It’s impossible for an iron ball to fail to melt in my Primordial Fire.”

“Even if an iron ball and an iron tree seed look exactly alike, their essence is different. And that difference is immediately apparent in my magical flame.”

Locke reached into the flame, and a moment later, he pulled the seed out.

The iron tree seed was still perfectly intact.

Witch Plankonia was relieved.

Wizard Moromuta chuckled, “Lord Locke, this seed is practically the hardest substance in the world. We don’t know how to make it germinate and grow; we’ve tried everything.”

Locke said, “Let’s look up some more information. We’ll definitely be able to grow it.”

Wizard Moromuta replied, “Yes. We can consult more resources and think of another way.”

Locke then looked at the seed in his hand.

He couldn’t detect its spiritual energy. But everything should have a hidden spiritual energy. Since I couldn’t detect this seed’s spiritual energy, it meant I still didn’t understand it. This was due to my insufficient level of spiritual energy cultivation and my mediocre breeding skills. “Teacher, since you’ve entrusted me with this iron tree seed, I must make it germinate.”

This was my pride as a breeder.

Besides, my spiritual energy cultivation method needed improvement. The most basic spiritual energy cultivation method obviously couldn’t grow this iron tree.

Locke placed the iron tree seed into the soil. Planknia squatted beside the seed and sighed.

“Teacher, this cycad seed is so hard to germinate!”

Wizard Moromota teased her. “This is a sub-project of the main project, how can it be so simple?”

“If we could complete this sub-project with the adults, our breeding skills would advance by leaps and bounds.”

“Making a cycad bloom is very difficult, but making the seed germinate is even more difficult.”

Locke glanced at the wedding rings he had given them on their hands and suddenly said, “You two have been working hard lately, do you need me to give you a few days off?”

Witch Planknia and Wizard Moromota exchanged a glance.

Witch Planknia blushed.

“No, I think the teacher’s experiment is more important. Romance is not as important as the experiment. We should do our job first.”

Locke raised an eyebrow.

“I don’t mind if you work a few more days. Do as you please,”

Wizard Moromuta chuckled. “Actually, it’s the same for Planknia and me wherever we go. We’re happier in the lab. Lord Locke, I’m also eager to see this ironwood seed germinate; I’m a breeder too.” “

But Lord Locke, do you have any ideas?”

Wizard Moromuta looked at the ironwood seed, a helpless expression on his face.

“I’m truly at a loss. I’ve tried everything, but the seed hasn’t changed at all,”

Locke said. “I don’t have any ideas either. Let’s look up some information first, and then have a discussion every three days to exchange our thoughts.”

Locke glanced at them and then left this parallel world.

Actually, he did have an idea—no, rather than an idea, it was more like an intuition.

Perhaps the ironwood seed needed a special environment to germinate. Maybe the environment in that parallel world wasn’t adjusted correctly, or maybe this White Cardamom Farm—this environment couldn’t support the ironwood seed’s growth.

Locke walked along the star trails, lost in thought.

But if it was the latter, then something didn’t make sense.

Because her teacher had entrusted her with this ironwood seed, and as a sub-project of a key program,

she knew she would inevitably plant it at the White Cardamom Farm. So, if the ironwood seed couldn’t germinate there—

what did that mean?

Locke slapped his forehead.

“No, I’m overthinking it. The White Cardamom Farm is a key laboratory. Teacher, that’s probably not what I meant. Maybe I’m overthinking it. I should focus on improving my Spiritual Breathing and Spiritual Breathing Cultivation techniques. Perhaps my magic in both areas isn’t enough to make the ironwood seed germinate.”

Locke traveled to another small world, a simulation of the Cold Mountain Ruins at the boundary between light and darkness. There, he collected numerous solar trajectories from the Cold Mountain Ruins and then placed them into the Historical Parallelism Spell given to him by his ancestor.

A complex model of the Historical Parallelism Spell appeared on the back of his hand. This spell array model absorbed the solar trajectories and the information Locke had collected about the Cold Mountain Ruins. However, the Historical Parallelism Spell didn’t activate, and the spell model immediately disappeared.

Locke said, “As expected, the information we got from the Cardamom Farm isn’t enough to activate the parallel history spell. No matter how realistic this small world seems, it’s not the Cold Mountain Ruins. It seems we can’t use any shortcuts.”

“I must go to the Cold Mountain Ruins myself.”

“Also, Planknia is getting closer and closer to that wizard in the Senate. I’ve already given them the ring as my teacher requested.”

“It seems my primary goal in this key laboratory is to figure out how to make the ironwood seed germinate.”

Locke, hands behind his back, pondered, “My intuition tells me that something very, very big will happen the moment the ironwood seed germinates.”

He just didn’t know what it would be.

This sub-project of the teacher’s key focus is indeed not simple, and is full of mystery.

Now it seems that the teacher sending Planknia and the wizard Moromuta to his side is probably part of this sub-project.

It’s just unknown what the connection is between the two.

At Golden Crown Mountain, Locke’s clone returned to the dormitory, and at the same time, he contacted Alaric through the Gray Mist Slab. In the video

conversation

, Alaric, whom he hadn’t seen for a long time, was not the nobleman of the Golden Dynasty who was surrounded by beauties. He seemed to have become more energetic, and had even entered a period of spiritual decline. However, he was wearing a huge cloak with a large bulge on his back, and it was unknown what was being covered under the cloak.

Locke looked at Alaric and said, “Congratulations, Alaric, you’ve entered the period of soul decay. I’m truly happy to see you recover.”

Wizard Alaric gave a wry smile. “Locke—Lord Locke, compared to you, I’m nothing. At the Cloud Cup, you and I were both first-ring wizards, and now you’re a Star Ring Archmage.”

“But there’s no need to compare myself to a genius like you. After all, I do feel like everything has been going very smoothly lately.”

—Locke

looked at his back.

Wizard Alaric chuckled. “Everything comes at a price. I recently had a fortuitous encounter. I gained power from the ancient past, enhancing my aptitude.”

“The Cold Mountain Ruins, is that it? I’d be happy to scout it out for you,”

Locke said. “Alaric, I remember when I first invited you, you were terrified and very resistant.”

Wizard Alaric continued, “For certain reasons, I recently need a very high-level ancient golden magical creature bloodline. Therefore, I do need to enter the Cold Mountain Ruins. If not, I need to enter the Golden City Heavenly Palace. In short, neither the Old Ruins City nor the Merri Ruins possess the specific ancient golden magical creature bloodline I need. And for non-royal individuals, entering the Golden City Heavenly Palace is far too difficult. So—Lord Locke, I wish to receive your help.”

“If you can help me, I am indeed confident I can enter the Cold Mountain Ruins, prepare preliminary exploration data for you, and create the crucial exploration map. This way, when you re-enter the Cold Mountain Ruins, whatever you wish to do, your chances of success will be much greater.”

Locke’s gaze fell on his back.

“I understand. What do you need?”

Wizard Alaric said, “Since it’s an equal exchange, I don’t need any magic stones in return. I’ll be your vanguard in exploring the Cold Mountain Ruins, and you’ll need to provide me with some equipment.”

“I need a pair of Golden Dragon Claw Air Pineapple Wizard Shoes, and I need a potion.”

Locke had no objection to the first request, as it was something he could easily provide.

Exploring the Cold Mountain Ruins, which posed a serious risk of death even for Star Ring wizards, required sending a vanguard to obtain a map of the exploration route, which would increase the success rate.

He had originally intended to invite other wizards to the Cold Mountain Ruins through Alaric, but since Alaric seemed so confident, he might as well choose him.

Wizard Alaric sent Locke the complete recipe for a potion.

Locke saw that the potion contained all the ingredient names, but not the specific quantities, and the order of the ingredients was clearly scrambled, making it unclear which were auxiliary ingredients and which were core ingredients.

Nevertheless, Locke recognized it as a second-ring level bloodline harmonizing potion.

Moreover, the prescription itself was ancient, clearly not a potion recipe from the modern magical era.

Locke said, “It seems you’ve indeed had a fortuitous encounter recently, Alaric. Congratulations, Alaric.”

“Yes, I can brew this potion.”

Alaric’s eyes gleamed with barely suppressed elation.

“Really? Then I’ll leave it to you. As long as you brew this potion for me, I can get you a private map for safely exploring the Cold Mountain Ruins. You can specify the target points. Here’s the complete recipe.”

Locke said, “Okay, Alaric, we’re friends, let’s cooperate.”

“I’ll arrange for someone to deliver the wizard’s shoes to you as soon as possible.”

He hung up the video call, while forcibly recalling the names of the herbs in his mind.

“Because of my recent improvement in potion-making skills, and the fact that this potion is clearly a gold-level potion, I am indeed capable of brewing this second-circle potion.”

“But—wait—these herbs.”

Locke closed his eyes, and instantly the names of the herbs he had just memorized reappeared in his mind.

The names of the medicinal herbs began to randomly combine in his mind, and a spell model appeared.

“Alfonso’s Golden Sword?”

Locke involuntarily uttered the name of the spell model.

“Someone used Alaric to deliver this spell model to me. The person who used him must know and be familiar with my golden magic talent. Who could it be?”

Locke’s expression changed slightly.

Because there was only one wizarding force so familiar with his golden magic talent—the Tower of the Black Sun.

The Tower of the Black Sun had locked onto him again?

No.

Locke quickly realized that if the Tower of the Black Sun had locked onto him, then sending him a golden magic spell model remotely would be meaningless.

This would alert them.

The potion ingredients that Alaric needed to prepare essentially required both a powerful golden magic talent and being a second-circle potion master to craft it. It was a potion recipe for potion masters with specific talents.

Locke realized.

This spell model wasn’t specifically sent to him using Alaric. Rather, it was a wizarding faction that wanted to use Alaric to deliver this spell model to certain wizards with specific golden magic talents.

Locke recalled the twelve artificial flowers that flew out of the great magic of the dragon wizard when he died.

This spell model was very likely destined for the wizard who obtained one of those twelve artificial flowers.

Locke realized that it was probably not the Black Sun Tower targeting him again, but quite the opposite; the Black Sun Tower’s plan had malfunctioned without his knowledge, and he had intercepted the special magic they were trying to pass on to the inheritor.

He didn’t need to panic too much.

Locke examined the spell model he had gleaned from the potion recipe again—Alfonso’s Golden Sword.

“This seems to be a golden magic attack type targeting necromancy.”

“As long as the attack hits the undead, it can have a special attack on them, completely suppressing their undead power and utterly destroying them.”

Locke pondered, “If the Black Sun Tower exists behind Alaric—why would the Black Sun Tower pass on such magic to the inheritors of this era?”

With his incredible golden magic talent, Locke forcibly learned the basic second-circle spell model. Soon, his magic transformed into a golden sword, and a golden greatsword appeared in his hand. This greatsword gleamed in the sunlight, dazzling even through the glass window.

“Does the Black Sun Tower intend to target the undead?

“