While I was chanting a curse, the system said I was Xiao Yan?

Tianyan sat at his worktable, his expression calm and his eyes clear as if no thoughts were flowing within them.

That is indeed the case.

Although he was holding the third batch of medicinal herbs, he was methodically putting them into the frying pan, his movements as precise as an instrument that had been calibrated countless times. Anyone watching would think he had practiced countless times.

But in reality, he didn't need to put any effort into any of these operations; all the steps were completed under the control of an invisible hand.

The only thing Tianyan had to give up was a little bit of his internal curse power.

So he could hear the faint sound of a door opening and the increasingly loud noises not far away.

Although it was very light, as if the sound of the soles of the shoes contacting the ground was deliberately suppressed, in Tianyan's perception at this moment, the footsteps were as clear as if someone was drumming in his ear.

He didn't turn around, but simply said, "Good evening."

The footsteps paused for a moment.

Then, a woman's voice, tinged with a hint of languor and surprise, came from behind: "Oh dear, we've been spotted!"

Shoko Ieiri stopped her furtive movements, sticking out her tongue like a curious cat caught red-handed. Her short, brown hair swayed slightly, and she held an unlit cigarette in one hand and a bottle of soda in the other.

"Yo, good evening, Tianyan-kun!"

Frustrated by her failure, she decided to try a different approach, so she greeted him casually, as if nothing had happened.

"What are you doing in the lab in the middle of the night instead of sleeping? This cloyingly sweet smell... are you secretly cooking hot pot, or are you secretly developing some weird perfume?"

She walked briskly around to the worktable, her eyes fixed on the two small glass bottles and the frying pan on the table.

"Miss Shoko, it's so late, why are you here?"

Shoko Ieiri waved her hand: "I already said just call me Shoko, I'm a night owl, I go to bed very late at night."

"What is that?"

Shoko nodded her chin at the frying pan, staring at the pink flame in his hand and the liquid medicine forming inside, before asking a question.

Tianyan withdrew his gaze, rekindled the pink flame at the bottom of the pan, and continued his alchemy work: "You can think of it as... me brewing medicine."

"Oh~"

Glass drew out the last syllable, raising her eyebrows: "With a frying pan?"

"This is easy to use."

Shoko paused for a second, then let out a soft, ambiguous laugh. She placed the cola on the worktable, braced her hands on the edge of the counter, and leaned closer, her gaze sweeping over the separating liquid.

The pink flame in Tianyan's hand subsided slightly, and the medicinal liquid in the pot stopped boiling, with two clear dividing lines formed on the surface of the liquid: red and pink.

He turned off the fire, poured the two streams of liquid into two glass bottles, and then turned around to face the glass directly.

His expression remained excessively calm, and his eyes were so clear they were almost indifferent.

Shoko met those eyes, paused slightly, and asked with concern, "Tenyan-kun, are you really alright? Your eyes are dead! Dead fish eyes! They're dead fish eyes!"

Then a ball of white, transparent magical energy surged from her hand: "Would you like me to use a reversal spell to help you recover?"

Tenyan shook his head, his reply concise and to the point, without elaborating: "Thank you for your concern, Shoko. I'm fine. This situation is because I've just entered a special state where I can maintain focus."

He glanced down at the two rows of glass bottles beside him, and a thought flashed through his mind.

Shoko, a holder of the Reversal Spell, is an extremely rare healing sorcerer in the world of sorcery, possessing a deep understanding of both medicine and sorcery.

If we let her help test the effects of the pure healing version, she would probably be able to give a fairly fair review, and we don't need to worry about her physical condition; once the reverse is activated, she's back to full health.

Excellent natural mice.

"Shoko, you've come at the right time. I have a favor to ask you."

Push the bottle on the left, the pure healing version, in front of her; the red liquid glistened under the light.

Tianyan's voice was calm and without any fluctuation: "I have just refined a new potion and am testing its effects. As a user of the Reversal Technique, you should be able to give the most professional evaluation."

"Oh? A new potion? It's not a medicinal diet after all? Come, let me see."

Shoko's gaze fell on the bottle of red liquid, her eyebrows raised even higher. She reached out, took the bottle, unscrewed the cap, and brought it close to her nose to smell it.

"It doesn't taste like much."

She commented, then poured another drop onto her fingertip and rubbed it together: "The texture is like water, not sticky... What kind of medicine is this?"

"Healing medicine," Tianyan said. "It's for external use and can speed up wound healing. You can give it a try."

Shoko's eyes lit up. She casually pulled a small scalpel from the instrument rack next to her and, with the practiced ease of chopping vegetables, cleanly and neatly made a cut on Tenyan's exposed forearm, from which blood immediately seeped out.

"Hey, you're being way too direct! I wasn't prepared at all. I was even thinking of suggesting we use lab rats first..."

Although Tianyan said such things, his tone remained calm, and he even helped her by supporting her arm to make her row more steadily.

Shoko stuck out her tongue and said with a grin, "How will I know the effect if I don't try it myself?"

Tianyan applied a drop of red medicine to the wound.

At an almost visible speed, the skin around the wound began to contract rapidly, and the flesh healed at an astonishing pace. In just a few seconds, only a faint pink mark remained, and eventually even the mark faded to the point of being almost invisible.

Shoko Ieiri's eyes widened, her mouth slightly agape, her expression instantly shifting from playful to genuine surprise, and the inversion spell she was holding in her hands dissipated.

She suddenly grabbed Tianyan's arm, pulled him under the light, and examined him three times over. Then she rubbed the almost invisible mark with her fingers to confirm that it was neither a fake skin that had been pasted on nor a painted pattern.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Her voice carried a shocking disbelief, as if her worldview had been shattered. "What...what's the principle behind this? Is cell proliferation being accelerated? Or is it some kind of biochemical reaction I don't understand?"

"...This is no longer within the scope of medicine!"

She waved the knife in her hand dramatically: "Science no longer exists!"

"This sounds like magic! But there's no magical power involved!"

Shoko was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised the scalpel and made another cut on Tenyan's forearm before he could react.

The length and depth are about the same as the previous one, and it's located right next to that light pink mark.

"you......"

"Don't move." Shoko pressed his hand down and then closed her eyes.

Reversal spell activated.

A warm power surged from Xiaozi's palm and covered Tianyan's wound.

That power was completely different from the warmth brought by the healing medicine; it was gentler and more thorough, like something gently brushing over the wound.

It heals faster than any healing medicine.

two seconds.

The wound closed without leaving a trace, and the skin was so smooth that it looked like nothing had happened.

Shoko loosened her grip, opened her eyes, and looked down at the two healed marks on Tianyan's forearm. One left a thin, pale pink line, while the other left nothing at all.

After comparing them, she squinted and analyzed seriously: "Although the speed and thoroughness of the pure healing version cannot compare with my reversal technique... its auxiliary effect is already extremely powerful."

It's far superior to modern medicine!

Especially for sorcerers with severe external injuries, this stuff can be a lifesaver. If they get injured on a mission, just apply it and they can continue fighting. The overall survival rate of sorcerers will increase significantly.

She paused, patted her chest, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness it can't heal internal injuries, otherwise my mastery of reversal spells as a sorcerer would be completely useless—wouldn't I be out of a job?"

Tianyan nodded calmly: "It is indeed an external injury-assisted localization; internal injuries are not within the scope of treatment."

Shoko put the scalpel back on the instrument rack, picked up her soda, took a delicious sip, and then let out a small burp.

She wiped her mouth and her gaze fell on the row of glass bottles on the worktable.