Wizard: My skills can be upgraded indefinitely.

The next morning, Ian placed another order for a batch of rock bear blood with Kenner's team.

He wanted to earn a large amount of magic stones, but he couldn't count on the Clarity Potion; he had to rely on this rare Rock Bear Potion.

Ian believed that this potion would bring him great wealth.

He still needs to carefully consider how to sell it safely.

Inside the pharmacy room.

Through numerous failed attempts at crafting and accumulating feedback bit by bit, Ian's proficiency in Rock Bear Potions was just a little bit away from mastering the basics.

Ian slowly poured the juice of the red heart grass into the red glass, stirred it counterclockwise, and began the final steps.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed through his mind. He began to sprinkle in a tiny amount of magical powder every two stirs to catalyze the reaction, then shook the glass evenly...

……

Finally, the red liquid in the glass rapidly shrinks, and its color becomes increasingly brighter until it finally stabilizes.

"It's done!"

[Rock Bear Potion Proficiency +1]

[Rockbear Potion: Beginner (0/400)]

Ian closed his eyes slightly, processing the insights that were flooding his mind.

After a while, he brought the potion close to his eyes. Within the blood-red, crystal-like potion, there were wisps of golden threads constantly moving.

They are not microorganisms, but the most precious essence of rock bear blood.

Upon seeing these thin lines, Ian felt a strong desire arise within him.

"Drink it! Drink it now!"

Without hesitation, Ian poured it into his mouth in one gulp.

The moment the medicine went down his throat, he regretted it!

The feeling was not like liquid, but more like swallowing a hot, softened block of lead, with a substantial feeling of sinking and filling in the stomach.

Ian felt a warm, burning sensation in his stomach. He didn't feel any pain, but rather the warmth of drinking strong liquor. However, the warmth quickly intensified into a burning sensation that spread throughout his abdomen...

Ian leaned forward, his hands braced on the worktable, his breathing becoming heavy.

Tiny red spots began to appear on his skin, slowly growing into dark red patches.

My mind went blank, and I felt the sounds outside gradually fading away. In their place, I heard the sound of my own blood surging, rumbling and filling my mind.

He gritted his teeth and persevered, looking down at his hands.

Sweat was seeping from the pores, leaving faint gray streaks on the skin.

His vision gradually blurred, his breathing became heavy, and his breath echoed in the room, making the room suddenly feel stuffy.

The pain, deep in the bone marrow, continued and spread throughout the muscles and bones of the body.

Ian faintly heard extremely subtle creaking sounds coming from deep within his bones—the sound of bones breaking, the sound of the internal structure slowly adjusting.

Fortunately, deep within the body, wisps of green life energy surged forth, constantly repairing the body's wounds.

As his bones continued to break and grow, he could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Ian lay on the floor and slowly opened his eyes.

I touched my forehead, and the temperature had returned to normal.

After getting up from the ground, he looked around. At the edges of the cracks in the wall, every piece of peeling paint was clearly visible, along with tiny spider webs and even the irregular thickness of the accumulated dust.

He tried to clench his fist, and with a "bang!", the air he squeezed created a sonic boom.

He felt a surging, violent power flowing through his body, as if he could easily destroy everything in front of him.

Suddenly, hunger struck, and every cell in my body screamed!

"Hungry! Hungry! Hungry..."

Ian rushed out of the potion room and into the hall, grabbing anything edible and stuffing it into his mouth.

Bread, sausages, fruit, waking potion...

It took a full half hour for my hunger to gradually subside.

Ian smacked his lips, patted his round belly, and looked satisfied.

Only then did he realize that he had finally made it through, and a look of lingering fear crossed his eyes.

Ian hadn't expected that a mere constitution-enhancing drug would bring him such a terrifying experience.

"The previous life-saving potion was so mild, how come the Rock Bear potion almost killed me!"

If he hadn't recently consumed the Water of Life, he doesn't know if he would have survived.

This is the consequence of a lack of knowledge. It seems that I should go to the tower more often to attend classes and broaden my horizons.

The panel only shortens the time it takes for him to learn knowledge and witchcraft; it cannot conjure up entirely new or additional knowledge out of thin air.

He quickly took a shower, stood in front of the mirror, and looked at his transformed self.

His face shape remained unchanged, and no hair grew on his body, which secretly relieved him.

He tried to move around a bit, and his body seemed to have become slightly heavier, probably due to changes brought about by the rock bear genes.

The lines of the neck and shoulders become thick and continuous, and the collarbone is covered by a layer of muscle.

The muscles all over the body are fuller than before, as if each muscle has been inflated, slightly swollen, firm but not stiff.

His complexion was healthy and rosy, and there was a thin layer of tough tissue under his skin that could effectively protect him from external impacts, but unfortunately it seemed to be only effective against physical attacks.

Most importantly, his pupils, when he is staring, seem to change size, and his gaze becomes steady, no longer wandering.

Ian sniffed lightly, catching a faint scent of rocks and earth.

This is a residue of the rock bear bloodline from the medicine; it will be excreted from the body after a period of time, and the body will return to normal.

He went to the lobby and did a few simple stretching exercises, but due to the lack of testing equipment, he did not feel the limits of his strength.

"This is a terrifying improvement. Just how strong am I now?"

In terms of speed, although his body has become heavier, he is actually faster than before due to the increase in strength, but his style is more composed.

As for how much his physique had improved, he felt that even if he didn't sleep for ten days, he wouldn't feel sleepy at all.

At this moment, Ian's figure did not change noticeably after putting on the robe, but his demeanor had lost its previous frailty.

"Next, we need to quickly refine the potions and convert them into magic stones for cultivation."

Regarding the source of his semen and the sales channels, he felt that cooperating with Malena was the safest and most reliable option.

His strength has greatly increased, and he plans to find a time to have a good talk with her.

Even after partnering with the potion shop, Kenna's team cannot give up; they can continue to help him collect essence blood.

As for whether the potion can be sold, he is not worried. This type of potion is most popular among bloodline modification wizards, so there is no worry about sales.

From now on, as long as there are other bloodline-related formulas, he will be able to use his powerful bloodline purification technique to refine enhanced versions of the potion!

The next morning, Ian had Kenner's team invited over, and the group discussed the follow-up cooperation.

He planned to abandon the large-scale production of sobering potions, firstly because Malena had already given his instructions, and he couldn't disobey them.

Furthermore, the profit margin for awakening potions is too low, and it's a waste of time. Wouldn't it be better to use that time to refine more rock bear potions or practice more witchcraft?

Ian then inquired about the Shadow Society's recent activities. It had been so long, and there hadn't been any news at all, which made him feel uneasy.

"Don't you know? The academy is buzzing with news lately that the Shadow Society discovered an ancient wizard's potion garden and legacy in the ruins. After a fierce battle, they emerged as the biggest winners."

"What?" Ian was taken aback. So the ruins had held him back. No wonder there had been no movement.

"What's inside? Besides the Shadow Order, who else went to the ruins?"

Kenner spoke of this with great excitement.

"Besides the Shadow Society, six or seven other very famous organizations, including the Golden Hut, the White Bear Order, and the Spirit Light Sorcery Party, have also been infiltrated. I heard that many people have died, including quite a few senior apprentices."

"So, it won't be over anytime soon?" Ian wished it would drag on as long as possible.

"No, it's over, but there will definitely be more to come. The Shadow Society killed many people in the ruins and gained all the benefits; others will surely retaliate!"