Commanding Wind and Cloud Chapter 413: Tightly Guarded City (I)

Chapter 413: Tightly Guarded City (I)

Translator: Udong Editor: EbonyFrost, Udong

Over the past centuries, the Qian Family had cultivated many powerful warriors who had left diaries for the later generations to refer to. Though there were indeed a string of strong yet sleazy Qian descendants like Qian Zhanxuan, there were quite a great many of bloodline warriors with vision and guts that stood out.

Qian Jin turned the pages of the thick book while telling himself that the mystic potion wasn't to be concocted by merely knowing the process.

In the eyes of outsiders, mystic potions involved the messy disorderly accidental products made by a crowd of psychopaths with a bunch of medicinal materials.

But those engaged in the mystic potion circles kept the clear knowledge that though the concocting of mystic potions entailed a handful of luck, the causes for each successful concoction called for in-depth a.n.a.lysis. Everything in this world followed a certain law, though more often than not such laws were totally unfathomable to outsiders.

Qian Jin wore a bitter smile and felt his nose with his forefinger. To tell the truth, he himself sometimes couldn't really understand the hidden laws of mystic potions and that may be why he still served as an apprentice of mystic pharmaceutics.

However, if someone didn't fully get through the laws of mystic pharmaceutics, the potion he or she concocted would have an extremely low success rate. Why was that? Eulalia didn't give a clear explanation, saying that if you didn't master the hidden laws, the mystic potions would never ever recognize you.

To be recognized by the potion? That was one reason people deemed the mystic pharmacists as lunatics because in the point of view of these ordinary people the potion was nothing but a combination of inanimate commonly seen ingredients.

Qian Jin only knew that each time he made through the concocting law of a type of potion, he would become intoxicated yet obscurely sober, as if he had been recognized and praised by something unknown.

Pondering on the abstruse approaches and insights on concocting, Qian Jin kept nodding his head. Eulalia made a detailed elaboration on the concocting methods of the first potion, giving a full-length explanation on the causes for miscellaneous reactions or non-reactions here and there.

After reading this in-depth yet clear explanation, Qian Jin closed the book, shut his eyes and looked up to the sky in contemplation. A string of eerie figures started and codes intertwine with each other to show an inseparable outline.

I got it! Qian Jin suddenly opened his eyes and burst into laughter. "Though these materials of the mystic potion weren't easily approachable, as long as I provide Marc Gavin with millions of gold coins, I might be able to procure them easily." Qian Jin thought to himself.

The concocting method didn't look that difficult, and as an apprentice of mystic pharmacy, Qian Jin conjectured a twenty percent possibility of succeeding.

Perfect! It seemed he didn't need to wait for one month. Qian Jin picked up the book from the ground and continued reading the next chapter ill.u.s.trating the concocting method of pouring the potion on others to open their warrior dimensions with efforts. Though Eulalia had given a comprehensive explanation on it, Qian Jin found it somewhat difficult to understand.

"Let it go…" Qian Jin closed the book resolutely. The second concocting approach seemed not only c.u.mbersome but also useless to some certain extent, which seemed to take effects only with the touch people's skin.

All strong warriors were capable of releasing their warrior power. Before the potion touched their skin, they would have activated their body-protective warrior power to protect against it. Unless Qian Jin could find ways of infusing this potion with the capability of eroding body-protective warrior power, no large efficacies could be counted on.

Breaking through the body-protective warrior power? Qian Jin forced a bitter smile and shook his head. All body-protective fighting techniques enjoyed different warrior power sequences, the unleas.h.i.+ng approaches of which were painfully troublesome. If you didn't know the respective warrior power sequence, you had no starting point to break through such body-protective warrior power

The types of warrior power and fighting techniques were measured by hundreds and thousands, and every one of them was kept under wraps. To procure them was even harder than beheading the Demon King.

"What are you doing there idly?" Eulalia flung her loose robe. "Will you turn into a pharmacist master merely by reading the book? You won't accomplish anything without real practice."

Qian Jin placed the book on the bookshelf in the backyard carefully and quickly headed to one dark room in the yard. Standing in front of the miscellaneous equipment placed on the test bed, Qian Jin was going to have his first mystic potion test on breaking open the warrior dimension.

"Add some Misfortune Gra.s.s…"

Boom! With a sharp boom, Qian Jin pushed the wood door open and rushed out along with billowing smoke. He coughed at a rhythm faster than the war drum in the battlefield.

Qian Jin took an exhale, and shook his head, not knowing what to say. Was it not for the culmination of his Wind and Cloud Golden Power and the activation of his warrior consciousness which opened up the cycling power, he would have been expelled from the endless world. Even so, he had been incurred several patches of scars on the skin.

"I'm so lucky that I'm in the endless world."Qian Jin made another sigh at the sight of the smoke-filled laboratory. "If it happens in the Zence Empire, I will have to remain in bed for a couple of days. Mystic pharmacists…"

Qian Jin walked into the devastated laboratory and shook his head incessantly at the sight of the experiment equipment which had turned into ashes in the explosion. "What a risky occupation of mystic pharmacy was. They won't know for sure when their lives will come to an end."

Then he cleared the laboratory, took out a new set of experiment equipment from the warehouse, made in place the needed materials and put himself into a new round of experimentation.

Boom…boom…boom…

Qian Jin began the process of walking from the smokey laboratory and getting prepared for the experiment anew. "It's so lucky that I'm now in the endless, where I could be allowed to be lavish like this for improving proficiency. If I was in Zence, the materials I wasted might trigger an urban city to go bankrupt immediately. The mystic pharmacists' occupation is not only hazardous but also ridiculously expensive."

Was it not in the endless world, Qian Jins doubted whether he had the guts to learn from a mystic potion teacher as it was a double investment of physical strength and money.

Over the past sixteen hours concocting mystic potions, the explosion interval was increasingly lengthened. Though Qian Jin had eventually managed a dose of mystic potion, his overall qualities in mystic pharmaceutics had been improved a lot.

It was time to leave. Qian Jin exited the endless world, tucked his mage hat into the warrior dimension, and then walked toward Marc Gavin's room.

"Boy, you are such an early bird." Marc Gavin looked at Qian Jin walking into the room with a smile. "Have you come up with any ideas? If not, we can wait for Fabreidis to come back. He has some relations with some annihilators from the Zence's Black Dragon Guards who are not only good at killing but also interrogating."

Qian Jin felt slightly surprised to hear that Fabreidis was in touch with the Black Dragon Bandit Group, which, as a special corps in exclusive service to the royal family in Zence Empire, enjoyed compelling combat power, intelligence gathering abilities, and uprising execution power.

The most well-known function of the f fell on its Black Dragon Prison. It was said that no warrior, Demon Warrior or Barbarian Warrior could withstand the interrogation of the Black Dragon Prison, however strong they might be. Seldom could people put up with the torture there, whereas the few survivors who went through the purgatory-like trial had their skin peeled off.

"That's not that needed." Smilingly, Qian Jin looked at Rocky Ray, who was manacled against the wall in the room, with his arms and legs dislocated. "I have my own way. It won't be too long. It will come very soon."

Seeing the smile on Qian Jin's face, Rocky Ray felt a chill at his back. The smile of Qian Jin was more than composed, it was as if the wearer had already had everything at his disposal.

What did he mean? Could he open my warrior dimension? Rocky Ray frowned his brows hard and started contemplating. Generally, the warrior dimension could only be opened by the owner himself, whereas even the strong warriors with bloodline awakening power had nothing to do with the warrior dimension of someone else's.

"Dear uncle, please help me with another thing." Qian Jin placed his hands behind Marc Gavin, pushed him out of the room and whispered, "I will give you a list of materials and one million gold coins. Please help me purchase these materials through the channels of the Torrent Battle Fort in batches from different places."

"One million gold coins?" Marc Gavin looked at Qian Jin in doubt, wondering what he was intending to do. To forge a Supreme-level weapon? This amount of money wasn't enough to buy the materials needed for forging the supreme-leveled weapons. Every soul weapon of Fabreidis was worth more than one million gold coins.

"Umh, I want to buy some ingredients…"

"What kind of ingredients cost that much?"

"Well…" Qian Jin scratched his head and didn't know how to express himself. "I want to make some mystic potions"

"Mystic…mystic potion!" Marc Gavin was nearly choked by himself. For what was this boy thinking about dealing with the mystic potion thing at such a crucial moment?

Definitely, Marc Gavin was whispering to himself. After all, Qian Jin had been doing astonis.h.i.+ng things in the past few days.

"Okay, okay. Mystic Potion…what type of mystic potion?" Marc Gavin asked feebly.

"The mystic potion for opening the warrior dimension…"

"Opening what warrior dimension…" On hearing that, Marc Gavin first repeated this sentence and then bounced up while roaring in a husky voice, looking like a cat whose tail was being stamped. "Wait! You mean a potion to open someone else's warrior dimension!"

To make… a mystic potion for opening the warrior dimension…of someone else!

Marc Gavin looked at Qian Jin bemusedly, wondering whether he knew what he was talking about on earth. The warrior dimension! To open the warrior dimension of others! Even the ultimate bloodline warriors weren't able to do so. How could he achieve that?

Qian Jin shook his head lightly and released a sigh. In fact, he had already guessed Marc Gavin's reaction on hearing what he was intending to do. However, given their long-time spent with each other, he thought this president of the Torrent Battle Fort could have got somehow accustomed to his way of doing things…well, let it go.

Qian Jin shrugged his shoulder. In fact, as an apprentice of mystic potions, he was also greatly shocked hearing what professor Eulalia said. Yet Marc Gavin behaved in a more exaggerated way to nearly have his eyeb.a.l.l.s roll out from the eye sockets.

"Can you put it more appalling? Can you?"

Translator's Thoughts

Udong Udong

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