Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 295: Potion Master!

"Given your current soul condition, the chances of success with this lowest level Dawn Ascension Array to assist in your advancement will be very small. It is a complete waste of time and resources."

"If you want to be promoted smoothly, you must at least build an intermediate promotion array. If you want to use this promotion to solve most of the problems of soul sequelae, it is best to choose a more advanced promotion array."

In response to this, Alazan came up with two plans for Ronan to choose from. The first plan only sought a smooth promotion, while the second plan would perfectly solve the problem of sequelae while ensuring promotion.

But even the resources needed to implement the primary plan were more than ten times what Ronan had originally expected.

Ronan remembered that the last time he worried about the magic stone was when he was a wandering wizard in the Hoddam tree house area. He didn't expect that after going around in circles, after becoming a third-level wizard, he would have to become a "worker" to save for his future.

After leaving the private secret space, we went straight up along the dark and bottomless abyss of the waterfall. On the way, we saw wizards from the same deep sea school flying out from deeper below. Behind the waterfalls in this area, there might be secret spaces.

Walking out of the Abyss Waterfall, the circular lake is surrounded by white void.

Following the instructions of the "Book of Spirit Lake", Ronan found a place nearby, chanted a spell, and at the same time used the Spirit Lake magic ring worn on the ring finger of his right hand to quickly draw a special pattern in the void.

Soon, ripples like water waves appeared in the void, and a narrow glowing portal appeared in front of Ronan.

Ronan pushed the door open, bent down and went in.

Behind the light gate was an equally narrow crystal corridor, which became wider and wider. After half an hourglass time, Ronan came across a small door covered with flowers and vines.

The green vines wrapped around the door had grown into the corridor, occupying most of the area of ​​the passage. Ronan carefully avoided the vines, went around them and continued forward.

After that, he came across a small door made of squirming flesh and blood, and a small door made of flowing water. He finally stopped in front of the fifth ordinary wooden door with a brass ring lock.

Ronan knocked gently on the small door, and it quickly opened from the inside with a creak.

There was no Heliodo, but there was a beautiful big white cat scratching the door frame with its claws at my feet.

"Thank you, Silver Coin."

Ronan thanked him sincerely, but the latter ignored him, yawned and turned away.

Ronan pushed open the wooden door and walked in, and smelled a very pungent odor, a mixture of various herbs, flowers and wine, so strong that it was choking.

He took two more steps forward, and the first thing that caught his eye was an extremely huge oak tree, which was many times larger than the oak tree named "Tataka" that he encountered when he entered the Spirit Lake.

This space itself is very large, about two or three times the size of Ronan's private secret space, and the oak tree occupies two-thirds of the entire space, which shows how lush and strong it is.

The branches of the old oak tree hung down from the ceiling of the space. On the top of each branch was a metal or glass jar, large or small, some filled with unknown liquids, some with blood clots, some with living creatures, and some with spirits in the form of smoke.
Ronan even saw a naked ancient goblin sealed by runes in a palm-sized crystal jar, sitting there thinking about something with a melancholy look on his face.

“Who is that?!”

An old voice called out from under the oak tree.

Ronan looked in the direction of the sound and noticed a huge wooden laboratory table under the old oak tree. Next to the laboratory table was a strange-looking metal alchemy furnace, which was gurgling and cooking something. From time to time, sounds similar to women's screams could be heard from the furnace.

Heliodo, wearing a black lab coat, came out from behind the oak tree and waved Ronan over.

"You are two minutes late"

Heliodo glanced at the crystal pocket watch in his hand and said with some dissatisfaction: "I don't want the same situation to happen again next time."

"You didn't ask me to arrive within a certain time."

Ronan replied calmly.

"You know what for next time?"

Heliodo put away his pocket watch and said calmly.

Ronan didn't get angry, he just nodded.

He was prepared for the fact that most older wizards would have strange tempers.

"I'll assign you a task now."

The old beaver seemed to be in a hurry to do something. He pointed in a direction and said to Ronan quickly, "Do you see that? That's where you will work for me from now on."

Starting now, over the next two years, I need you to help me process the materials for ten thousand different potion recipes.

The materials, tools and recipe list are all on the table.
Now, get on with your work!"

Ronan looked in the direction Heliodo pointed and saw a relatively small metal laboratory table. On the table were some utensils used for mixing medicines, placed together in a mess.

However, he did not move in a hurry, but looked quietly at Heliodo in front of him.

"What are you still dawdling about?"

Heliodo frowned at him and said in a somewhat indifferent tone: "Wait for me to assign another assistant to your assistant?"

“Before you do this, you should discuss this with me.”

Ronan paused, then continued, "About the question of compensation." "You asked me about compensation?"

Heliodo made a "tsk" sound and looked him up and down with an incredible look.

"I think you may have forgotten my identity, as well as your own identity. You forgot that if I hadn't picked you up from the 'garbage dump', with your soul qualifications, you would have been kicked out of Linghu long ago."

"Then I'm sorry."

Ronan let out a breath.

Heliodo narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "You want to reject me?"

"Do not."

Ronan shook his head, “I don’t have that idea.

It’s just that my qualifications are low, and if I want to be promoted to level four, I have to spend more time and effort than others.

At this stage I cannot afford to spend time on a job that does not pay.
I can assure you that once I gather all the materials needed to build the Ascension Array, I will come back here as soon as possible."

Ronan bowed deeply to Heliodo in front of him, then turned and walked towards the space exit.

During this process, the entire space was eerily quiet. The only sounds that could be heard were the bubbling of the alchemy furnace and the yawning of the big white cat Silver Coin.

Ronan looked calm, mentally prepared to endure everything.

The worst outcome would be to be forced by Heliodo to do "unpaid labor". He mainly wanted to express his attitude to the other party.

The five times of practicing "Spiritual Amber" made his ability to distinguish the purity and turbidity of souls increasingly powerful. Although Heliodo had a strange temper, his soul was gentle and he should not do anything more outrageous.

When Ronan was about to reach the exit of the space, Heliodo's voice finally rang out.

"It seems that you have already realized the gap that you must face when moving from level 3 to level 4."

Ronan stopped and turned around, and saw that Heliodo did not look as angry as he had imagined, he was even smiling.

“Without outstanding talent, a strong identity and background, it is indeed not an easy thing for an ordinary third-level wizard to take this step.

That necessary resource can sometimes kill a person."

Heliodo muttered to himself as if he agreed with what he said, then he looked up at Ronan and said calmly: "Now I can be your background. The deep sea also has inexhaustible resources.
The premise is that your performance is good enough to satisfy me."

Heliodo threw something to Ronan, who raised his hand to catch it. It was a brand new space ring filled with all kinds of precious potion materials.

"Hurry up. Also, you must leave everything here before you leave.

Once I find out... there will be no next time."

"We are happy to help."

Ronan bowed, and Heliodor turned away, no longer looking at him.

Ronan achieved his goal and slowly walked to the workbench assigned to him by Heliodo.

In addition to the relevant mixing utensils, there were several medicine recipes written in sloppy handwriting on the messy table.

Ronan counted them and found that there were less than 20 recipes written on the paper, let alone 10,000. However, the steps for processing each ingredient were written in great detail.

"After you finish these, ask me for the recipe for the rest."

Heliodo's voice came from a distance, "If you encounter a problem you don't understand, try to solve it yourself. The books you may need are over there on the shelf.
If you still don’t know, feel free to ask me, but it’s better not to, because I don’t want to waste my precious time on some stupid questions.”

Ronan looked around and found the bookshelf that Heliodo mentioned. It was in a corner of the space. There was a birch tree that had grown naturally into the shape of a bookshelf, and Silver Coin was curled up there taking a nap.

Without delay, he carefully read over and over again what Heliodo had written on the paper. Then he took some clean water from the pollen tube of a large white face-disk flower beside the workbench, washed every tool and utensil on the table, and dried them with magic.

Then he took out the potion from the space ring given by Heliodo, and compared it with the "Book of Spirit Lake", picking and searching one by one.

This process took him quite a while, and it was already the morning of the next day when Ronan officially started to process the potion materials on the first recipe.

The material ratio requirements in the formula written by Heliodo are extremely strict. The processing error of some materials must even be controlled within the weight of a speck of dust.

Fortunately, Ronan had been practicing the "Ancient Star Meditation Method" for so long that the refinement of his mental power far exceeded that of an ordinary third-level wizard. He also had the powerful recovery effect of the "Empty and Clear Realm". After experiencing the first few failures due to unfamiliarity with the technique, the subsequent process became more and more smooth.

On the character panel, in the skills column, the skills that represented his progress in mastering potions, which were so old that he had almost forgotten them, began to increase steadily in proficiency.

Ronan would work non-stop for seven days, then leave and return to his residence to practice daily spells and meditation for half a month.

So back and forth.

Heliodo seemed to have acquiesced to his schedule and did not raise any objections.

(End of this chapter)