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Chapter 9: Secret Potion
Chapter 9: Secret Potion
The mist dissipates, and the stars converge.
Karl's figure appears on an ancient stone seat, adorned with intricate engravings, exuding an air of mystery.
Excitement, apprehension, and urgency—all emotions are instantly suppressed by his absolute rationality.
His expression is indifferent, and his brown eyes remain calm. With deliberate movements, he retrieves a book from his chest.
"Poison Wolf Breath Technique!"
Breath techniques are categorized into two types: common and secret.
Anyone can cultivate common breath techniques, and their level of attainment depends on their natural talent and opportunities.
Secret breath techniques, also known as bloodline breath techniques, can only be practiced by those with specific bloodlines.
The Holy Guardian Knights of the Church and the ancient families of the kingdom each possess their own secret breath techniques.
Generally, those who cultivate common breath techniques will achieve far less than those who practice secret ones.
To become a knight through common breath techniques is already a sign of exceptional talent, and it is almost impossible to attain the rank of a Great Knight.
Not to mention the legendary knights!
However, the families practicing secret breath techniques never lack top-tier experts.
This is why, for centuries, the upper echelons of the kingdom have been firmly controlled by these ancient families.
With the Holy Guardian Knights, the Church stands above all.
Throughout history, the top knights have never been commoners.
"Vitality Seeds!"
"Secret Potion?"
Flipping through the book, Karl, with his enhanced understanding under absolute rationality, quickly absorbs the essence of the Poison Wolf Breath Technique and confirms that the technique is fundamentally sound.
The principle behind breath techniques is to gather vitality within the human body through various means, nurturing the practitioner's physical form.
The vitality seeds enhance the practitioner's strength, speed, and other attributes beyond normal human limits.
Ultimately, they can achieve feats like fighting tigers, tearing apart jackals, and even rivaling the ancient ferocious beasts of legend.
Secret potions are auxiliary tools for cultivation.
While Karl is unfamiliar with other breath techniques, the Poison Wolf Breath Technique requires secret potions for even the initial stages of cultivation. Without them, it is impossible to begin, but as one progresses, the reliance on potions diminishes significantly, eventually becoming unnecessary.
Turning to the section on secret potions, he reads:
"A pair of fresh wolf eyeballs, 50 grams of wolf brain marrow, snake-patterned grass, and a red jade spider's poison sac..."
"No wonder it was so cheap!"
"These ingredients, while not rare, are nearly impossible to gather in Black City, which prohibits entry. Naturally, one cannot cultivate the breath technique without them."
Closing the book, Karl's thoughts shift, and his body gradually dematerializes, returning him to his residence in Signo City.
The ingredients for the secret potion are not uncommon and can be purchased on Rouen Boulevard, but they are scattered across various shops.
Moreover, buying items like wolf eyeballs and brain marrow individually would attract unwanted attention.
By the time Karl gathers all the necessary items, the sun has already set, marking the end of a busy day.
"Clang..."
"Phew!"
"Add water, wait for the red jade spider's poison sac to dissolve, then add a wolf eyeball and puncture it with a needle..."
In the kitchen, Karl holds the book in one hand, flipping to the potion-making section, while following the instructions to simmer the ingredients.
Various stems of grass and peculiar body parts of unknown creatures swirl in boiling water.
A pungent odor fills the air.
As the poison sac dissolves, thick smoke rises, enveloping the entire kitchen in a misty haze.
Karl concentrates, not daring to show the slightest carelessness.
He is not a skilled chef, nor does he understand the intricacies of alchemy, so he can only follow the instructions precisely.
"Um..."
Just then, a faint voice calls out from behind:
"Baron Karl?"
"Mrs. Marie," Karl pauses, turning around, "Is there something I can help you with?"
"Oh!"
Looking around at the surroundings, he realizes, "Have I disturbed you?"
"No, it's fine," Mrs. Marie, the landlady, waves her hands hurriedly, feeling a bit embarrassed. "It's just that Jenny is about to take her singing ensemble exam, and I was wondering if you could keep the noise down a bit."
"I'll take care of it if there's anything you need to do."
The chaotic noises, pungent smells, and thick smoke from the kitchen made it hard for anyone to find peace.
"Like this," Karl gently tapped his forehead, "It's my fault, I forgot about this... Like this..."
After a moment of thought, he said, "I'll finish what I'm doing here. Next time, we'll change locations, and I promise it won't disturb Jenny."
"Thank you! Thank you so much!" Mary hurriedly expressed her gratitude.
"If it's cooking, just leave it to me. You don't have to do it yourself."
"It's not about cooking," Karl shook his head, declining her offer.
"It'll be done soon."
"Well... alright then."
Seeing his determination, Mary had no choice but to retract her step towards the kitchen and return to the room.
Mary's husband had passed away early, and she hadn't taken her husband's surname. Her family and relatives were all commoners.
She had been living alone with her daughter for many years, struggling through difficult times.
Now, with Jenny's opportunity to join the Baro Singing Ensemble, there was even a chance for her to integrate into the noble class in the future.
Such an opportunity was not to be missed.
As these thoughts crossed Karl's mind, he noticed the secret potion was almost ready. He quickly took out the prepared glass vial and poured the potion into it.
The dark red liquid swirled in the glass vial, emitting a distinct bloody smell when sniffed closely.
Secret Potion!
It was complete.
Moreover, with such a large quantity, it could be divided into three portions, more than enough for his initial training.
Mysterious Place.
Karl sat with his legs crossed, his body twisted into an odd position, adjusting his breathing as described in the technique.
"Gurgle..."
He gulped down a portion of the secret potion.
In no time,
A thin layer of sweat appeared on his skin, and the veins on his forehead and neck bulged. His breathing became rapid.
Karl felt as if his blood was boiling, and his heart was pounding as if it would burst through his chest.
The blood coursing through his body was so intense that he could hear a 'whooshing' sound.
Hungry!
So hungry!
Starving!
He suddenly opened his eyes wide, quickly grabbing the prepared milk, meat pie, and jam by his side.
Under Absolute Rationality, even though every cell in his body seemed to rebel, his expression remained unchanged.
As he consumed the nutritious food, the hunger gradually subsided.
"The amount of food for three meals!"
"It seems that when practicing the breath technique, the digestive capacity of the stomach increases significantly. Even after devouring such a large amount of food so quickly, there's no feeling of fullness, and the mind becomes more active."
Standing up, Karl picked up the broadsword and swung it, feeling a sense of ease that surpassed his previous experiences.
Strength,
Increased!
Just one attempt, the first time practicing, and he could already feel a noticeable change in his body.
"Whoosh!"
Vertical Slash!
The broadsword came to a steady stop.
Karl charged forward with the broadsword in both hands, creating a gust of wind.
Fierce Strike!
Iron Gate Style! Battle Technique - Gale Slash!
Three afterimages appeared in mid-air, crisscrossing in front of him, faintly emitting a low sword howl as they slashed through the void.
"Three afterimages?"
"My grandfather was born with divine strength. Even without practicing the breath technique, he could kill a knight attendant, but he could only produce three afterimages."
"I should be no less than him back then."
Karl put away the broadsword and stroked his chin.
Under Absolute Rationality, he didn't show any signs of excitement, and everything was calculated clearly.
However, this practice of the Gale Sword Technique was noticeably smoother than before.
Previously, when he wielded the sword, it felt like a child swinging a large blade. Although he could execute the moves, it was always a struggle.
It always felt somewhat forced.
Now,
That feeling was gone.
"Knight Attendant!"
"I'm now a knight attendant too!"
(End of Chapter)
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