Transmigrated with a Demon-Refining Pot: Hehehe, Refine in an instant

The headquarters of the Marigold Knights.

With the healing medicine sent by Viscount Evan, and the recovery of his fighting spirit, Ron's body was almost fully recovered by the end of the conflict.

After returning to the Marquisate with the Knights.

Ron no longer needed to return to the Knights for further training, but instead waited peacefully at his residence in the city for the order of investiture.

residence.

After leaving the military camp, Ron finally had the opportunity to study his cheat system. With a thought, the Blood Jade Gourd appeared in his hand.

Ron tried to bind the body to the owner with his blood, but nothing happened. He opened the lid, but the inside was empty.

He tried to channel his fighting spirit into it, and only then did the gourd begin to react.

After studying it for quite a while, I figured out a few functions.

Gourds can be large or small, and have a hard texture.

After activating his fighting spirit, the gourd would generate a suction force. Ron tried putting various items inside, but nothing happened.

Finally, things changed after we put in the food, so we tried a wider variety of foods.

Finally, a conclusion was reached.

This thing is a demon-refining pot!

The flesh and blood that were put in were refined into a blood-colored elixir, much thicker than blood.

And you get a drop by putting in dozens of kilograms of meat.

Ron didn't dare eat it directly, so he went out to the warehouse and found a rat.

Ron carefully fed the mouse the drop of the undiluted liquid. Within two minutes, the mouse's body began to swell like an inflated balloon, and its size doubled!

Furthermore, the rat's muscles seemed to be under a spell, growing and swelling one by one, eventually twitching incessantly.

Ron observed the changes before him and pondered them.

With a bang, the rat's body exploded, and it was completely dead.

Although the mouse died, the effects of the original solution were still demonstrated.

Over the next two days, Ron continued to secretly purchase large quantities of food and capture more animals for his experiments.

The final conclusion is that the Blood Jade Gourd is also known as the Demon-Refining Pot.

It can refine flesh and blood to produce primordial fluid, which can be used to strengthen the body and heal injuries.

Other things, such as grains, can also be refined, but the results are less than satisfactory.

Furthermore, refining does not require battle qi, only time.

Ron once conducted a large experiment involving several hundred kilograms of flesh and blood, and the refining process took only half an hour.

It is evident that the power of the Demon Refining Pot has not yet been fully explored.

After diluting and using the original liquid produced from the experiments over the past two days, Ron's body reached an unprecedented peak, and the strength of his mid-level knight squire was consolidated.

Feeling the surge of battle qi within him, Ron felt a strange sense of ambition.

In his previous life, he was not a well-behaved person, much less a good one.

He arrived in this extraordinary world, and was fascinated by the strangeness of its extraordinary powers.

Now, with a cheat code, he's about to gain the status of a baron and a territory. Ron feels that everything is even more carefree and comfortable than in his previous life.

Mr. Ron has decided to give up beef!

Just as Ron was immersed in exploring the various functions of the Demon Refining Pot.

In the dead of night, a sudden, discreet knocking broke the silence.

A maidservant wearing a robe and looking somewhat nervous stood outside the door.

Ron quietly tucked the knife hilt behind his back and then gently opened the door.

"Sir Ron... Madam requests that you meet her at the usual place tomorrow evening at six o'clock..."

The maid kept her head down and spoke as softly as a mosquito's buzz.

She turned and left in a hurry as soon as she finished speaking, without giving Ron any time to respond or ask any questions.

Ron only came to his senses after the maid left.

What just happened seemed familiar; I felt like I had seen similar situations several times before.

It turns out that Ron had been living a dissolute life since he was sixteen, and had frequented every nightingale club, big and small, throughout the Marquis's territory.

Not only that, but with his outstanding appearance, this guy actually went around provoking the young ladies of noble families.

A year ago, he even successfully seduced Viscount Evan's wife, Elena Narcissus!

Ron's mind was in complete turmoil.

When he first transmigrated, he saw his decadent life reflected in his memories.

However, because there were too many people, he didn't consider it a big deal.

I never imagined I was so audacious; this has really caused me a lot of trouble!

How can I be good brothers with Viscount Evan now?!

Fine, if I don't want to do it, I don't want to do it. Anyway, I've already gotten the benefits.

Ron has his own code of conduct:

The first lesson after landing: Loyalty and righteousness!

Lesson Two After Getting Ashore: Forget Your Roots!

But from what I remember, I ate really well.

There was no other way at the moment, so Ron had to bite the bullet and go to the appointment. He quickly recalled his daily interactions with the Viscountess.

The next evening, Ron arrived at the usual spot, a secluded courtyard, right on time.

Stepping inside, in the dim light, a woman in a gorgeous nightgown lay behind a fine gauze curtain.

She was Lady Elena Narcissus.

She was in her late twenties, with fair skin, exquisite and beautiful features, and a charming and alluring gaze.

There was still a slight flush on her face, she must be feeling unwell and had a fever!

"My dear, you've finally arrived." Elena parted her lips slightly, her voice soft yet alluring.

Ron forced a smile and tried to appear calm.

"My sweetheart! I've missed you so much!"

"Hmph, you missed me? You've been back for two days and haven't come to see me at all. I have to come and call you!"

"What? You don't care about me anymore now that you've become a baron!" Elena said coquettishly.

Ron quickly leaned forward, kissing Elena's cheek as he gently comforted her:

"How could that be! My sweetheart, I'm completely devoted to you and utterly loyal!"

As he spoke, his hands began to fidget.

"Ugh~ You're always trying to touch me!" Elena said shyly.

Ron could easily discern the emotion in Elena's words.

Before he finished speaking, Ron pounced on Elena like a hungry tiger.

The simplest and most direct way to deal with her is the best!

After their lovemaking, Ron was still savoring the memory with one hand.

White girls are so great, they're so resilient!

The Viscountess also possesses martial arts skills and graduated from the Duchy's Knight Academy.

After Ron repeatedly investigated his academic credentials.

This has finally proven that Elena did indeed study knightly knowledge diligently.

Furthermore, they have extensive practical experience.

It took Ron almost half an hour to calm his wife down.

Elena was now lying on Ron's chest, panting, like a lazy kitten.

The love was almost overflowing.

"You rascal~~ Considering you've put in quite a bit of effort, I'll let those nice words I said on you not go to waste."

"Hmm?" Ron looked at Elena with some confusion.

"You really think becoming a pioneering baron is that easy? Even though you meet all the requirements, you still need someone to speak up for you."

"But this time, it's all thanks to you!"

Ron understood what she meant. If Viscount Evan died, she probably wouldn't be able to continue being a viscountess, let alone a marquess.

It was already late at night when they sneaked out of the house.

Ron felt that all the concentrated liquid he had consumed over the past two days had been wasted.

For the next period of time, Ron continued to secretly purchase flesh and blood extract from various channels.

Ron would occasionally have a secret rendezvous with his wife, and later Ron's body became increasingly robust, to the point that his wife would stagger when she walked.

Finally, Viscount Evan sent someone to tell him to meet the Marquis.

The rewards for this expedition have finally been distributed.

After meeting the Marquis, Viscount Evan cheerfully introduced Ron to the nobles.

"This is Knight Ron. He is only 18 years old, but he is already a mid-ranking knight squire. He is also very brave and skilled in battle."

We're about to start calling him Baron Ron.

Ron was a little embarrassed by Viscount Evan's praise, thinking to himself:

"I am indeed a knight, and I fought quite bravely last night!"

After exchanging pleasantries with the surrounding nobles, Ron was to travel with two other knights to Adrian, the capital of the Brass Duchy, to receive his investiture as Baron of the Frontier.