Jackie Chan Adventures: I, the Mirror God, Master of Fear

Chapter 284 Traceability
03 October.

The world is currently in a state of calm, yet not at peace.

Because of the disappearance of the Holy Lord, the dragons of Hong Kong, along with the Holy Lord's kingdom, fell into an unknown space almost simultaneously, waiting for the Holy Lord or someone with the magic of the dragon's domain to reopen the dragon space.

The Sun Demon and the Demon Dragon disappeared without a trace, without causing any direct trouble.

Apart from Neptune leaving the solar system, humanity returned to its former order. If it weren't for the red dragon flags flying over various cities, it would seem as if the idea of ​​an evil dragon ruling the world was just an illusion.

At the beginning of this year, Longying Group issued an announcement that a magic potion called "Tracing the Source" had appeared.

This potion has only one effect: drinking one bottle increases the magical power gained from fifty years of arduous cultivation. It is a powerful potion that can allow an apprentice to directly enter the Silver rank.

The most terrifying thing is that this potion has absolutely no side effects. Its only drawback is that the total amount of magic power increases depending on the drinker's talent.

However, even an ordinary person with no talent will have magical power in their body if they drink it, but at most they will only reach the bronze level.

This top-tier magic potion, capable of defying fate, has limitations such as being able to be consumed only once in a lifetime, being incredibly expensive, and being sold only to righteous mages.

But it still caused a sensation throughout the entire supernatural world.

The chairman of Dragon Shadow Company is the current King of America, and this king, through some unknown means, has gained the recognition of almost every country in the world and become the leader of the human race.

Valon, a legendary name.

As Afu, along with several people dressed in robes, their faces wrinkled, their eyes piercing, stood behind him, explaining this groundbreaking potion with a confident demeanor.

All the prying eyes from the supernatural world would flicker, and the desire to seize them would fade.

Because behind Valon are the old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain in China, the new guardian of India, and some top-tier magic masters whose activities took place hundreds of years ago and who have long since retired.
In addition, there are mages capable of creating potions of this caliber.

No one would dare to do something so reckless.

In the eyes of the extraordinary world, aside from having a stronger destiny and needing to use more sophisticated methods, the king is no different from an ordinary person. But when facing these big shots...
Just go wash up and go to bed. You shouldn't be feeding kills like this.

"Did you do it?"

An elderly man in a wool sweater looked at a young man in a red robe, whose features were relatively gentle but gave off a sharp feeling, and asked in a somewhat complicated tone.

"give you."

The young man didn't say anything, but instead took out a bottle of "Tracing the Source" and threw it over.

The old man took it, looking at the potion with an incredibly complex expression, his thoughts drifting.

Last November, after the demon incident ended.

Jade brought the evil god to the antique shop and fed Jackie Chan and Tru the Water of Life, which restored the two to their original forms.

The price is that this youth is merely borrowed.

Every year, on specific dates, one must drink the same amount or even more of the Water of Life.

If they stop in any year, they will die of old age within ten minutes of that year's passing, with absolutely no chance of recovery.

This is something that clearly means he will be controlled by an evil god for the rest of his life.
Of course I couldn't refuse.

If they refused, Jackie Chan and Tru would die.

I agreed. Even if the ending is terrible, it's just that Tru Jackie Chan dies.

But the time in between was all earned, and the old man believed that one day he would be able to solve this problem. And accepting the evil god's gift, of course, came at a price.

Originally, Father had already prepared to refuse some requests that would harm the human race, since some principles were unshakeable.

But to his surprise, the evil god only wanted his help in studying the properties of authority.

Dad was stunned, but could he refuse such a simple request?
Why refuse?
Even if the evil god didn't save Jackie Chan, but simply invited him to study the power, he couldn't refuse.

Although some of these studies on authority are bizarre, such as how one authority can be combined with another, the possibility of authority hybridization, the relationship between authority and the world, and how authority can influence the world and destiny, etc.

But Daddy said that magical research is magical research. No matter how absurd the direction, it is all part of Daddy's experience and knowledge of magic. Of course, he would not have any complaints.

Two months later, the evil god turned into a person, lived in an antique shop, and endlessly conducted research.

During these days, the more time the evil god spent in the antique shop, the more complex his expression became.

Because the evil god was researching while he was there, the evil god was still researching while he was sleeping, the evil god didn't stop researching while he was eating, and the evil god was still researching when he felt mentally tired.

At the time, my dad wanted to say, "Who taught you to study magic in such a complicated way?"

How can we expect a race like ours, who have a need for sleep, to sleep peacefully?

However, the evil god continued to do as he pleased, and he could only silently reduce his sleep time, thinking that what people fear most is that others are more outstanding, more talented, and more hardworking than you.
Even now, there are still some bloodshot streaks in my father's cloudy eyes, because his sleep has been reduced from six hours to three hours.

This is a sign of severe sleep deprivation.

"Dad, dinner's ready. I'm going to Dragon Kingdom later to help look at a sealing problem. You and Lin Luo can discuss it later."

Jackie Chan's still-strong voice rang out, bringing the old man back to his senses.

He responded, glanced at the evil god who had upgraded his entire magic room and was intently studying the power of life, his lips twitched, and he left.

People can't go without eating, right?

He's not an evil god.

Looking back one last time, he still had many questions to ask, but he felt there was no rush.

After all, the Origin-Tracing Potion is only sold to righteous mages, while evil gods can be righteous to the point of being evil in certain matters.

Collecting fear does not harm people's safety, but strengthens the power of righteous mages worldwide. They spend their days studying authority and learning magic, without ever leaving their homes.

Sometimes he even wondered if this was truly an evil god, or a righteous god of humanity.

As I approached the dining table, I noticed that the antique shop had been quite lively lately.

The young apprentice, the young nephew, the bull warrior who wanted to train, and the girl with a strand of white hair on her forehead, but because of Jimmy next to her, her spirit was restored to that of a young girl.

There's also Parker, who loudly followed the Bull Warrior to the antique shop.

The world seems to have become a better place because of the evil god; it's unbelievable.
"Dad, hasn't Mr. Lin Luo come out yet?"

Jimmy asked with a complicated look in his eyes.

The old man shook his head and started eating, showing no inclination to answer.

The others wisely refrained from asking further questions, as the evil god was indeed too extraordinary.

Jimmy kept glancing at his father's magical portal; he had a feeling that fear might be directed at him.
(End of this chapter)