Reincarnated as a blue dragon, he collided head-on with a wizarding civilization.

Chapter 120 [Elemental Affinity]

After the sparring match with the red dragon, more than half a month passed quietly between the crucible and the potion bottle.

Motu's life became extremely regular.

The four hundred Blood Thread Vine purchased from the potion workshop were piled up in the corner of the stone house, with one bundle disappearing each day, while an extra row of empty bottles appeared next to the cauldron each day.

As proficiency increased, the color of the finished medicine changed from the initial grayish-white with a greenish tinge, to the later grayish-white with a silvery tinge, and now to a pure grayish-white.

The oily sheen on the surface of the scale hardening agent became increasingly uniform, and the sediment was almost gone.

To be fair, at the cost of the wooden box containing the Bloodline Vine being mostly empty, Mo Tu's success rate in refining the vine was stuck at around 60% and just wouldn't go up, but the quality of the resulting medicinal liquid had improved significantly.

From barely passing grades at the beginning to now being top-quality products, they can fetch a high price at the Blackwood Market at a glance.

On this day, as usual, Motu scooped out the newly refined scale hardening liquid and poured it into a potion bottle.

Suddenly, a look of surprise crossed his face.

The translucent mage's hand suddenly paused, then dissipated due to the interruption of the magic supply.

This was because the panel in the Blue Dragon's sea of ​​consciousness, which had been silent for a long time, was automatically unfolding.

A golden halo now emanated from the edge of the taskbar, like a miniature sun rising in the darkness.

[In progress: Crafting a Tier 2 Dragon Blood Elixir that can be used on oneself (200/200)]

Current task: [Pharmacist] Completed.

Reward: Potions skill level increased to Lv3

(You will master more advanced potion-making techniques, have a high success rate in making any potion below the third rank, and have a certain ability to improve formulas.)

"From Potions Apprentice to Alchemist. Congratulations! You've graduated!"

Golden light surged into the depths of consciousness.

A flood of new knowledge about potions is pouring in.

In that instant, as if struck by a sudden enlightenment, Motu suddenly understood many of his previous doubts about refining magic potions.

For example, the medicinal efficacy of the blood vine sap drops sharply after oxidation, not because of the loss of active ingredients as he had previously thought, but because a certain enzyme in the sap decomposes rapidly upon contact with air, generating a byproduct that inhibits the hardening of the stratum corneum.

The solution is not to speed up the refining process, but to soak the cut surfaces of the vines in a weakly acidic solution immediately after harvesting to deactivate the enzyme.

He also learned why the survival rate of the blood vines transplanted in Black Leaf Valley was low and why they could never be cultivated on a large scale.

It's not because the soil is unsuitable, but because when planting blackleaf grass, Stone Rabbit mixes a fungus into the soil that promotes leaf growth. This fungus is beneficial to blackleaf grass, but deadly to bloodwort.

His and Old Rabbit's previous discussion about switching to high-nutrient soil was completely wrong. The solution was to first sterilize the planting area with high-temperature steam, and then inoculate it with another type of symbiotic bacteria.

The answer to the question of why the yield of his scale hardening agent was consistently stuck at 60% has now been found.

It wasn't due to impurities in the materials, nor was it a problem with his refining technique; the second-tier potion recipe itself was flawed.

The original recipe requires that the blood vine sap be left to stand for 15 minutes before being added to the crucible to allow impurities to settle.

However, during the settling process, the effective components in the slurry are also lost simultaneously.

Therefore, the improvement method is not to shorten the settling time as Mo Tu thought. This is only a superficial solution. No matter how much the time is shortened, it cannot completely prevent the loss of that component.

A permanent solution is to add a stabilizer to the slurry as an auxiliary material, which allows impurities to settle while locking in the effective components.

These are aspects that Lv2 potion-making cannot perceive.

If Lv2 potion mastery means knowing how to make something according to a recipe, then Lv3 potion mastery means knowing why to do it.

Based on this, we also know how to do it even better.

Experimental data and results that would normally require extensive experimentation and observation at a more microscopic level were instilled into Blue Dragon's mind in such a crude and direct manner.

[Potion Mastery]: Lv3.

In the skill bar, the edges of that line of text gleamed with a faint golden light.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, Motu's data panel was now completely refreshed.

[Name]: Motu [Race]: Blue Dragon [Beast Rank]: Tier 2 - Bronze Blood (37%)

[Class Rank]: Wizard (Iv0)

[Bloodline Concentration]: Frost Embryo (31.5%) (60% chance to unlock True Dragon Bloodline Inheritance)

[Traits]: Basic Combat Flight, Iron Scale [Awakened Ability Trait]: Ixtal (Choose a mission and complete it to obtain the corresponding reward)

Current task: [Pharmacist] (Task completed)

(New quest available)

Focus your attention on the Wizard category under [Occupation Rank] and expand the details.

[Wizard Sequence Details]

[Level]: Intermediate Wizard Apprentice (72%)

[Meditation Method]: Blood Moon Meditation (Beginner)

[Skills]: Magic Perception (Iv1), Rune Analysis (Iv1), Potions (Iv3), Alchemy (Iv1)

Compared to when he first arrived in the Dark Forest, his current stats are much richer.

On the panel, completed tasks quietly disappeared, and new options slowly emerged in the gilded afterglow.

Each line is followed by a small note, like fine rune markings.

Task 1: [Elemental Affinity]

Fly high into the sky during a thunderstorm and endure the bombardment of a hundred natural lightning bolts.

Reward: +50% resistance to lightning spells, unlock the [Lightning Affinity] trait.

("Blue Dragon, Commander of Thunder, Favored by the Heavens!")

Task Two: [The Secret of Mirror Lake]

They found the wizard's legacy buried at the bottom of Mirror Lake and returned the relics to his friend, Liero, at the Tower of Holy Blood.

Reward: A complete second-circle lightning-based sorcery inheritance.

("The calm lake conceals a regretful past, and unspoken words are quietly sealed in the wizard's notebook.")

Task 3: [Bloodline Evolution]

Kill a Tier 2 dragon with a bloodline concentration of 40% or higher and extract its bloodline essence.

Reward: Bloodline concentration increased by 3%–5%.

("Onward to the path of the true dragon!")

Motu's gaze lingered on the first item.

Lightning element affinity.

His pale golden vertical pupils narrowed slightly. Lightning was the blue dragon's innate attribute.

He recalled that back in the Dark Forest, an elemental affinity quest had appeared on his interface; it was fire-based. He didn't...

select.

Later, when the supply chain in Blackleaf Valley was formed, a water system appeared again, but he abandoned it again.

The rewards from those tasks are quite good. Besides the very useful increase in mental power limit, the elemental affinity trait can also reduce the cost and increase the power of spells of the corresponding attribute, making it a passive ability with high long-term benefits.

And now this item—

It is summer right now.

Thunderstorms are not uncommon in the Youshui River basin.

Low-hanging thunderclouds often linger over the northern swamps, with lightning striking the earth from beneath the clouds, sometimes lasting all night.

If you don't want to wait, you can also go to certain special areas, such as the Thunder Mountains where Olpes, the Mother of Dragons, resides.

The place is shrouded in lightning all year round, with lightning striking from the mountaintop to the foot of the mountain day and night.

When an opportunity arises, seize it.

Motu suppressed his emotional turmoil and continued reading.

Task Two: The Secret of Mirror Lake.

He was slightly startled.

Mirror Lake?

The Mirror Lake where Green Tile took him to catch fish?

In Lanlong's memory, the surface of Mirror Lake was as calm as a mirror, reflecting the clouds in the sky and the distant hills, with the stones and aquatic plants at the bottom of the lake clearly visible.

There's practically nowhere to hide anything.

When he was collecting the essence of the Netherwater, he used his magical senses to scan the bottom of the lake and only found rocks, aquatic plants, schools of fish, and the big fish that almost swallowed him whole.

No trace of any wizarding lineage was found.

However, as Motu stared at the second task option, he couldn't help but hesitate.

The system's task descriptions have never been wrong. Could it be that—a wizard's legacy is truly hidden at the bottom of that lake?

Perhaps his magic perception level was too low; an Iv1 perception ability could only cover a range of about ten feet below the water surface, while the deepest part of Mirror Lake was far beyond that depth.

If the so-called wizarding legacy was placed deeper in the lake, it's normal that he couldn't sense it.

To be fair, this reward is not bad.

A complete second-circle lightning-based sorcery inheritance is of considerable value to him now.

The only witchcraft he can currently use are low-level spells of the 0th ring, such as Bloodlight, Gray Touch, and Mage Hand. Second-ring witchcraft is far more powerful than these.

Even with his current level as a mid-level wizard apprentice, he wouldn't be able to control it even if he received the reward.

However, almost every high-level spell is constructed from a chaotic mix of low-level spells, supplemented by rune techniques.

If he's lucky, he might be able to extract one or two low-level lightning spells that he can use.

That means you've made a profit.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but Blue Dragon still shook his head.

Even so, it still cannot compare to the trait of affinity with lightning.

After all, you can learn second-circle sorcery slowly. You can ask Rolin or Qiuye for advice, exchange for it from the supply depot, or wait for the panel to refresh. There's always a way to get it.

The affinity with the element of lightning is a rare trait that, if missed this time, may be hard to come by again.

After all, given the chaotic nature of the five-colored dragons, there was definitely a blue dragon who, in a moment of impulsiveness, charged into the thunderclouds to withstand the heavenly lightning.

However, there is almost no such thing as being able to gain [lightning element affinity] by enduring heavenly lightning.

Otherwise, given the high physical and magical resistance of adult dragons, this event would definitely become a must-do ritual for dragons, and thus become widely known.

The significance of the task assigned by the cheat code lies precisely in this.

To attribute that one in a million chance to inevitability.

Hard work pays off!

When opportunity knocks, seize it!

After glancing at the third task, Motu no longer hesitated and decisively chose [Elemental Affinity].

[Bloodline Evolution] is also a frequent option in missions.

He did find one second-tier dragon bloodline with a bloodline concentration of over 40% right now, namely the newly joined red dragon Alex.

Based on their brief competition at the camp training ground, if Akino hadn't taken sides at the crucial moment and given him a buff, he would likely have lost.

This so-called kill is meaningless and will be skipped.

Motu focused his attention on Task One.

The panel glowed softly, and the item quietly lit up, with two lines of small text appearing behind it.

[Current Task: Elemental Affinity]

[In progress: Enduring a natural lightning strike (0/100)]

The mission was selected, and consciousness withdrew.

A glint of light flashed in Lanlong's eyes.

Although I didn't choose the "Secret of Mirror Lake" option, I can still find clues by turning that lake upside down.

There is a lightning-related magical lineage there, which is worth his time and effort to search for carefully.

Having figured this out, Motu, in a much better mood, came out of the stone house and saw Green Tile squatting on the open ground, fiddling with her monkey pot.

After more than half a month apart, the color of her scales had deepened, with the edges of the dark green scales showing a dull iron-gray luster.

That was the effect of long-term use of scale hardening agents, which was of the same origin as the [Iron Scale] property on Motu's body, only not as pronounced.

"Give."

Motu took out several bottles of scale hardening potion from his storage ring, placed them in front of her, and continued feeding her.

"It's newly made. The effect is better than before."

Green Tile was already used to this. She put down the monkey-shaped teapot, picked up one of the bottles, and without even looking at it, tilted her head back and gulped it down.

The moment the medicine entered her throat, the lumps on the side of her neck suddenly swelled up for a moment.

She finished the remaining bottles, smacked her lips, and looked down at her forearm.

A more uniform and thicker layer of iron-gray luster floats on the surface of the dark green scales.

She lightly scratched her arm with the tip of her tailbone, leaving only a faint white mark.

"It is indeed thick."

She nodded in satisfaction, then stretched out her left arm in front of Motu to demonstrate the effect. "That annoying red dragon tore off several of my scales with one claw last time. Now I'm tougher too, so if we fight again, I definitely won't lose so quickly."

Mo Tu smiled optimism at the green tiles.

He looked at the dark, iron-gray sheen on the newly grown scales of the green tiles, which was exactly the same as that on his own scales.

Iron scales.

As for Una, her [Ironscale] trait was released a few days earlier than Green Tile's.

Logically speaking, the scales of dragon people are definitely not as hard as those of dragon blood people.

However, black dragons generally have physical specialties and are more focused on their physical bodies than the other five types of dragons.

In addition, the dragon girl also possesses the hidden bloodline of a black dragon lord, whose power is inherently domineering.

After the two are combined, Una's base scale hardness is actually higher than that of the Green Dragon, which Motu finds understandable.

In the distance, on a stone platform at the edge of the training ground, Alex crouched.

His vertical pupils swept from Green Tile to Una, and then from Una to Motu.

He watched the iron-gray sheen covering the scales, watched the blue dragon distribute the potions one by one, and watched the green tile scales harden as it was poured into the potion. He let out a cold snort.

"Strange skills and ingenious tricks."

After saying this, he stood up from the stone platform and spread his wings.

Its deep red scales gleamed with a lava-like orange light in the sunlight, and its wingspan covered half of the open ground.

He pushed off the ground, took off, and flew north.

His wingtip sliced ​​through the air above the camp, leaving a scorching trail. The smell of sulfur lingered in the air for a moment before being dispersed by the wind.

Alex flew over the Darkwater Swamp, with grayish-white mist swirling below him.

He glanced down at it.

The damp, cold air from the swamp surged up from below, causing the temperature of his scales to drop several degrees.

The air was so humid and the moisture was so heavy that even the sunlight shining on the scales felt damp and sticky.

He wanted a dry, hot place with cracked ground and the smell of sulfur in the air.

Ideally, it should be a lava peak, with cooled lava beneath your feet and an active volcano in the distance, where red magma flows slowly through the fissures.

That's where red dragons should live. Spending time in that environment will make the red dragon bloodline within your body more active.

He also lived there.

However, Nagus, the master of Lava Peak and the Crimson Wing, assigned him to this border squad, which he found very difficult to adapt to.

惯。

After failing to find anything on the northern route, Alex turned back and flew towards the southern hills.

There, the mountains stretch endlessly, the trees are lush, and the valleys are crisscrossed.

Green vegetation covered every inch of the land, and even a bare rock was hard to find.

The red dragon landed on a mountaintop, its vertical pupils scanning its surroundings.

No. The kind of environment he wanted wasn't there.

In the patrol area of ​​this seventh mixed defense squad, the northern line is a swamp and the southern line is hilly; there is not a single place in the entire border defense zone suitable for the red dragon to live.

He had been searching the vicinity for over half a month, but there was no crater like the lava peak here.

There isn't even a slightly hot or dry place; the vegetation here is lush and the humidity is high.

Alex stood atop the mountain, his deep red scales gleaming with a dim orange light in the sunlight.

The wind blew from the valley, carrying the scent of grass, trees, and earth, completely different from the sulfur and lava smell of the lava peaks.

Frustrated at not being able to find a place to build his nest, he squatted down and stared at the blurry outline of the camp in the distance with his vertical pupils.

The image of the blue dragon's scales flashed through his mind.

Its iron-gray luster could withstand the hardness of his dragon breath. And then there were the wizards' potions. Those wondrous skills and ingenious techniques.

The blue dragon seemed to live in the large stone house provided by the camp, and it had no wild dragon habits at all; it was as if it had been domesticated.

They even tried to concoct potions like human wizards!

He snorted again from his nose, sprang up from the summit, and headed back towards the camp.

A crimson figure swept across the mountains, its wingtips leaving two white streaks beneath the clouds.

Behind him, the wind in the valley continued to blow, carrying his scent among the vegetation.