Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Ms. Tree was completely absorbed in the delicious taste of the potion.

After she finished drinking the last drop of the sublime potion, she even stuck out her long tongue and skillfully licked the remaining residue back and forth inside the glass bottle.

As Roland watched the nimble pink snake, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Thinking about the true nature of the sublimation potion, she was almost so embarrassed that she wanted to dig her toes into the ground.

The reason Ms. Tree was so careless about her image was because she was horrified to discover that the potion was actually increasing her divine power.

This is divine power!

Inherited from the fallen goddess of harvest, one of the few remaining divine powers!

Even a tiny bit of power allowed her to unleash a force far exceeding that of other tree spirits of the same level.

Putting aside everything else, just in terms of accelerating the ripening of crops, her natural magic can produce more than ten times the effect.

And this tiny bottle of magic potion can actually replenish divine power?!

Ms. Tree finally put down the bottle and began to examine it.

It's unbelievable that such a precious potion is packaged in such a simple bottle.

She could tell at a glance that these were wholesale glass bottles from the market next door, sold by the cartload for a gold coin.

The cork was so cheap that some sawdust even fell into the potion.

This top-tier, world-rare divine potion should be packaged in a bottle with a gold frame, a mithril base, and a pure crystal outer shell.

Furthermore, a shielding magic circle must be engraved on the outside to prevent the aura from leaking out.

Otherwise, it would definitely cause a scramble among everyone.

Who wouldn't want to possess divine power?

Even a tiny bit of it means higher talent, greater magical efficiency, stronger physique... and most importantly, a longer lifespan.

Thinking of this, Ms. Tree quickly crossed the table, grabbed Roland's shoulder, and her voice was full of anxiety.

"Roland, you didn't encounter many people when you came up, did you? Especially not high-level superhumans!"

Roland was startled by the Tree Lady.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly so agitated?"

"Hey, never mind that, just tell me, surely no one has noticed this potion, right?"

Roland thought about it for a moment.

Advanced superhuman?

The only expert in this church is probably this two-and-a-half-meter-tall tree spirit.

She shook her head at Ms. Tree.

"No, I finished preparing the potion and came straight up to you."

Upon hearing this, Ms. Shu breathed a long sigh of relief, patted her soft, large breasts, and a wave of waves rippled outwards.

"That's good."

Roland was completely baffled by the relieved look on Ms. Tree's face.

What she cared about most was the potion's effect. This thing had cost her over a million faith points, and she was going to cry if it didn't work.

Moreover, this potion is not only expensive, but it is also crucial to the survival of the sheep, Jenny.

Roland asked the Tree Lady urgently.

"My dear Miss Tree, forget about all that for now, how's the potion working?"

"The potion works very well."

Ms. Tree nodded seriously, looking at Roland with a complicated expression.

"But the effect is better than I expected, even to the point that it could put you in danger."

"what?"

Upon hearing this answer, Roland let out a questioning cry.

Seeing this, Ms. Shu pointed to the glass bottle in her hand.

"Do you know that this broken glass bottle can't hide the scent of the potion at all, and it will attract a bunch of high-level superhumans?"

"If they get their hands on it and drink it, and discover that it can replenish divine power, you can forget about escaping their imprisonment for the rest of your life."

As Ms. Shu spoke, she revealed a threatening expression.

"A girl as cute and talented as you can only provide them with this kind of potion while constantly giving birth to little Lorans!"

Roland didn't care at all.

Just kidding, she's heard this so many times since she transmigrated, her ears are practically calloused.

What she cared about more was the word "divine power" in Ms. Shu's words.

In this other world, nothing related to gods is simple.

So she asked the reason with great curiosity.

Ms. Shu kindly explained.

"You can understand divine power as a high-level form of energy."

"When the goddess of harvest fell, I was fortunate enough to inherit a trace of her magic, which gave my magic a powerful effect and a great ability to suppress ordinary magic."

"By the way, the power of the Goddess of Harvest mainly enhances my natural magic, which is why I'm particularly good at farming."

Roland nodded, then thought of Kalil.

It seems that Kalil is in this situation; with the strength of a mid-level superhuman, she can directly beat Nightingale until she cries for her parents.

Oh, by the way, Ms. Tree was also beaten so badly she cried for her parents.

Fearing that Ms. Tree would be angry, Roland did not say the words aloud, but instead asked tactfully.

"Is Kalil like you?"

"right."

Ms. Tree also thought of Kalil's fighting prowess and pursed her lips.

"That violent maniac who wrote the breeding manual also inherited a bit of the goddess of life's power, probably even more than me."

"Of course, the main reason she's so good at fighting is that she's naturally skilled in combat."

It means you're not good at fighting, you're a weak tree spirit.

Roland chuckled to herself, did not interrupt Ms. Tree, and continued listening to the explanation.

Ms. Tree explained the knowledge about divine power to Roland, then looked at Roland with a face full of doubt.

"By the way, Miss Roland, I was just thinking..."

"You don't even know what divine power is, so how could you possibly concoct this... magical potion?"

"This is called the Sublimation Potion."

"Oh right, an Ascension Potion? This is the first time I've ever seen one that can replenish divine power. How did you come up with it?"

Roland glanced away guiltily, her tone tinged with embarrassment.

"You don't need to worry about that. Just know that I can do it."

Ms. Tree narrowed her eyes.

She didn't speak, but stared at Roland with her emerald green eyes. Her gaze, so tangible, made Roland feel irritated all over.

Roland also braced herself, wearing an expression that said, "I'm tough."

Ms. Tree began to speak.

"Miss Roland, after my explanation, you should understand just how incredibly valuable this Ascension Potion is."

"If you don't tell me how you refined it, it will be difficult for me to protect you."

"If any part of the process is accidentally exposed and discovered by outsiders, we will all be arrested."

Having no other choice, Roland gritted her teeth and gave a vague answer.

"Just think of it as coming from the same source as milk; it's formed from my special familiar, only after some alchemical processing."

"Just tell me how to conceal my presence during alchemy."

Upon hearing this, Ms. Shu's expression changed drastically.

She knew exactly where the so-called milk came from.

I see! I see!

She understood everything!

No wonder this sublimation potion is so magical; it turns out it comes from the same source as Roland's milk. That makes no surprise.

No, it's still strange.

Ms. Shu frowned.

She recalled the taste of the Ascension Potion: sticky with a refreshing citrus scent, rich with a hint of sea salt. Could it be...?

Ms. Tree couldn't help but secretly lower her eyes, as if she could see through the vine-covered desk and into Roland's dress.

No way?!