The Witcher: Grinding Proficiency Starting with the Witcher

The Witcher's Castle, a cold and damp dungeon.

Turka lifted the petrified chicken-snake by its forepaw with one hand and dragged its massive body into the laboratory.

Li Wei followed behind, while Ashel was called to the kitchen by Aite and the others to help.

The two men worked together to lift the petrified chicken-snake's corpse onto the cold dismemberment table.

"This one is a good size, but its feathers are almost completely ruined."

Turka pulled out a steel dismemberment knife from the side and deftly inserted it into the neck wound left by Levi, slicing it all the way down to his abdomen.

He then reached inside and explored the warm internal organs, eventually digging out a huge stomach along with the fascia and intestines.

Li Wei stood to one side, completely unconcerned about the dripping blood. He reached out to help lift the heavy stomach onto the worktable beside him, taking up most of the empty space.

"The stomach of the petrified chicken snake is a very rare alchemical material that can be used to make high-grade cursed oil."

Turka wiped the blade with a cloth and spoke kindly.

"This one can probably make seven bottles. Keep one bottle in the castle, and you and Ashel can share the remaining six."

High-grade curse oil, as the name suggests, is a powerful tool for dealing with cursed creatures, the most typical example being werewolves.

Li Wei nodded, indicating that he had no objections.

Turka turned around and returned to the petrified chicken-snake.

"Its beak and claws are tougher than ordinary steel, as are its feathers."

"After I'm done, I'll have Daniel make a batch of arrows specifically for you, as a welcome gift for becoming a full-fledged Witcher."

Li Wei felt a warmth in his heart and said gratefully, "Thank you, Uncle Turka."

Turka chuckled and continued to probe the petrified chicken-snake's body with a small knife. After a while, he completely removed a green fleshy ball that was still slightly pulsating.

"This is its gall bladder; it should be what you need."

Li Wei's gaze instantly turned fervent.

The bile of the petrified chicken snake is finally in our hands.

……

The second floor of the Witcher's Castle.

Li Wei knocked on Mavis's door.

"Please come in."

He pushed open the door and entered, a familiar herbal scent mixed with a faint aroma of chamomile and clove wafted towards him.

"Old Mavis..."

Before he could finish speaking, the wizard who was looking down at his book suddenly lifted his hood, revealing a pair of emerald green eyes.

Li Wei immediately swallowed the words back and coughed lightly.

He is still not quite used to the way he is addressed here.

The old worldview held that "a teacher for a day is a father for life."

Here, it's common for sons to call their fathers by their first names, and for grandfathers and grandsons to share the same name.

He stepped forward and displayed the bile of the petrified chicken-snake inside the pottery jar.

"Mavis, I have brought the gallbladder of the petrified chicken snake."

Mavis's beautiful eyes lit up, and her delicate nose twitched slightly as she smelled the lingering scent of blood on Li Wei.

She got up and stepped forward, glancing at the dark green fleshy ball in the pottery jar, where she could still see slight wriggling on its surface.

"The gall bladder is very fresh; did you hunt it today?"

"Yes, my first demon-hunting commission with Ashel was for a wounded petrified chicken snake."

Mavis took a breath, her expression beneath the wizard's hood revealing her astonishment.

"Oh, I can't believe it."

"Then all the materials you need have arrived. We can start preparing the Black Python Elixir."

"Come on, Li Wei, I can't wait."

She walked to the alchemy shelf next to her, took down a wooden box, placed it on the worktable, and opened it.

"Ten crow's eyes, five aconite plants, three celandine plants... Oh right, I'm still missing a bottle of fine dwarf liquor."

Li Wei walked to the shelf with practiced ease and took down the white glass bottle on the top shelf.

Mavis had already prepared all the alchemical materials for him, but the only missing piece was the crucial petrified chicken-snake bile.

"Everything is ready, let's begin, Li Wei."

Li Wei put on white gloves.

After a month of study, he has officially entered the field of alchemy.

[Alchemy Focus (White): Once you begin alchemy, your mind will enter a state of absolute focus, and no external distractions will be able to affect you.]

With this skill, his success rate in alchemy greatly increased.

The first step is to put the celandine and crow's eye into a grinder and grind them into a fine, oily green paste, making sure all the fibers are crushed.

His movements were steady and precise, and his gaze was focused.

Mavis watched from the side, her eyes filled with admiration.

Livy possessed a level of patience in alchemy that was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Next, Li Wei transferred the ground paste to a distillation flask, poured in half a bottle of dwarf spirits, and gently shook it to allow it to dissolve fully with the spirits.

In a short while, the pure wine was stained a murky grassy green.

He put down the distillation flask, picked up a small silver knife, and quickly chopped up the stems of five Aconitum carmichaelii plants, then put them into the flask.

The toxicity of the aconite was neutralized, and the mixed liquid immediately emitted wisps of white smoke and made a "sizzling" sound.

The liquid's color also began to change from grass green to a deeper shade, with wispy, amber-colored sheen appearing.

Li Wei breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the panel.

Alchemy Proficiency +10!

Alchemy: 120/500 (Beginner)

"Very good." Seeing this, Mavis clapped her hands. "Once the reaction is over, we can add the bile of the petrified chicken snake, and the secret medicine will be complete."

"This reaction process will probably take one night."

"Perfect timing, you can rest and adjust your condition first."

"Um."

Just as Mavis was about to give some more instructions, a rough voice suddenly came from the direction of the balcony, echoing throughout the entire Witcher Castle.

"Daniel!"

The two walked to the balcony, where they saw a man as burly as a small mountain standing on the training field.

He was broad-shouldered and burly, leading a brown warhorse with a heavy silver saddle, while pulling a wooden cart with his other hand.

The cold evening wind blew through his long, gray hair, and his golden cat eyes, slightly lighter in color than Turka's but even more domineering, inspired awe.

"Resol!"

Daniel strode forward, and the two embraced each other like two bears, their faces beaming with the joy of a long-awaited reunion.

"Where's Turka? I haven't seen him." Letso asked.

"He's dismembering the petrified chicken-snake in the dungeon, but hearing your loud voice, he should be coming up soon."

"Petrified chicken-snake? Who killed it?"

"The two newcomers this year."

Letso raised an eyebrow.

"A newbie? That's fucking awesome!"

"I'm in for a treat tonight. I haven't tasted the flavor of petrified chicken snake in ages. The last time was at Earl Nolan's banquet."

As he spoke, he stepped aside so that Daniel could see the wooden cart behind him.

The car was filled with a case of Flac whiskey, several cases of fruit, several cases of food supplies, a lamb with its legs tied, and a deer.

The two creatures trembled with fear when they saw Letso and Daniel's cat-like eyes.

On the balcony, Mavis saw this scene and her brows furrowed slightly.

"Looks like this place is going to be quite lively from now on."

She then turned around and went back to her room.

Li Wei shrugged, knowing that Mavis didn't like crowds.

But he himself didn't care, and even felt a little expectant.

The witchers return home; it's time for the nightly gathering.