101: Chapter 96 Taking Magic Potion 101: Chapter 96 Taking Magic Potion The Sand Armor Apprentice’s Magic Potion felt heavy and icy cold as it entered his mouth, like liquid tal.
Yet when it reached the second stomach and ca into contact with Ian’s Origin Quality, it suddenly burst into flas.
Even Ian imdiately sat upright on the ground, tightly closed his eyes, and discarded all external sensory influences—at first instance, he imrsed himself in introspection, using Foresight View to observe all the changes happening within his body.
Inside the second stomach, the Magic Potion stead, the original crystalline fluid now began to dissociate and evaporate upon contact with the Life Essence…
it wasn’t turning into gas but was transforming into even more fundantal structures of Origin Quality Crystal Chips.
If it were an ordinary person, naturally they wouldn’t be aware, but Ian could see the complex rules, like the precision instrunt that the Origin Quality Crystal Chips were.
They acted like magnets, rushing toward the Origin Quality within his body, then embedding themselves upon it, rging and transforming his original Origin Quality into a more precise, powerful, and stable form.
In this process, excess energy was released, which was the true nature of the fiery sensation.
It was the energy produced by the fusion of the Origin Quality Crystal Chips, and this dispersing energy seared Ian’s body from the inside out.
It accelerated his heartbeat and blood flow, also spreading the fused substance of the Magic Potion’s Origin Quality through his body even faster.
Then ca intense pain!
As the transford special Origin Quality spread throughout his body, those special incorporating Crystal Chips congregated under Ian’s guidance to organs and areas that had been prepared beforehand—spinal bones, thymus, and liver where vortices of Origin Quality existed to accept those foreign powers.
The rging Crystal Chips ca in contact with the organ cells in these parts and perated them… unimaginable intense pain followed!
“It’s neural electricity, the rging of Origin Quality Crystal Chips with cells causing extraordinary neural discharges—no wonder it hurts so much!
And no wonder Teacher brought here!”
For a mont, even though Ian possessed the ntal capacity of an adult and had prepared in advance, he almost cried out from the stabbing pain coming from his chest, back, and liver.
He inhaled sharply, gritting his teeth, “I really didn’t expect the Sublimator’s Magic Potion to be a microscopic biological transformation down to the organelle level!”
“The thunderous Spirit Energy Field of Sigh Cliff suppresses the further spread of neural electricity.
Although it doesn’t reduce the pain by half, at least it prevents loss of control.”
“Origin Quality Crystal Chips—what exactly is the nature of this thing?
It’s neither nanorobots nor biological cells…”
“This is sothing even more incredible, a pure energy state structure, surpassing technology from my previous lifeti by at least two generations…”
By pondering these, Ian forcibly maintained his sanity amid the tide of excruciating pain, continuing to stimulate the Primordial Seed vortex, guiding the Spirit Energy throughout his body into those particular organs, steadily progressing the fusion and sublimation process of the Magic Potion.
“Ian, drink it.”
And right at that mont, Hiliard presented another bottle filled with a half-transparent light blue elixir, within which flickered specks of silver light.
That was the precious Spirit Focusing Elixir, a reward for Ian from Viscount after the native war ended and for repairing the Alchemical Cannon that allowed Scott to deliver a crucial blow.
Although a Spirit Focusing Elixir was very useful for the Spirit Energy User, helping them recover from losing control, Ian’s Spirit Energy strength exceeded everyone’s imagination.
He had mostly recovered on his own, so this bottle had been set aside.
Now was the perfect ti to drink it.
With his Teacher’s help, Ian drank the Spirit Focusing Elixir.
Surprisingly, it tasted refreshing, like icy cool mint water with the sensation of xylitol, bringing a sweet sense of Tranquility that washed away the chaos of neural electricity in his Body.
“Ha…”
With a deep breath, Ian truly felt his focus and sharpness significantly heightened.
Not only that, his thoughts beca calr, and even his control over Origin Quality beca more effortless and precise.
While the effects of the Spirit Focusing Elixir lasted, he imdiately delved deeper into controlling Origin Quality, using ticulous control to guide the Magic Potion’s Origin Quality, all to converge in his chest, liver, and spinal bones!
The liver, thymus-lungs, and spinal bones—these were the sublimation focal points Ian had chosen.
If one were to say he was a Magical Beast, then these three parts were where his sublimation materials lay.
“It’s almost over.”
As more and more Origin Quality fused with Ian’s own, the phenonon of cellular abnormal discharge began to weaken, the pain subsided.
In its place ca an extre sense of acuteness.
Thump, Ian stood up.
He opened his eyes, not activating Foresight View, and perceived the world solely with his eyes and ears.
Whirring…
Tiny electric arcs flickered in the air.
The wind, carrying mist, surged up from below incessantly.
Distant seagulls flapped their wings in the night sky, cooing softly.
Atop the cliff, tallic dust particles constantly rose and fell on the ground, caught in a cycle of alternating magnetic repulsion and attraction.
All of this was captured by his eyes, poured into his ears, clearer and more pronounced.
It was as if he had undergone a tamorphosis—although nothing in the world had changed, the world through his eyes had transford into sothing else entirely.
Beyond that…
Ian could also sense the vibrations of the earth beneath his feet.
It was as though a new sense of touch connected him with the ground within a radius of tens of ters around him, allowing him to clearly sense that Teacher Hiliad was standing right behind him, even without looking.
The weight of Teacher Hiliad, the size of his shoe soles—all were vividly reflected in Ian’s mind.
Even the footprints left behind seed to be perceptible.
He didn’t need to look at all; he could ‘touch’ everything that the ground bore through the earth.
Even more so.
It was as if the earth was an extension of his body—an extension of his Origin Quality!
“Is this…
the Earth Attribute’s Origin Quality?”
Ian muttered to himself, feeling that he was not only able to sense.
But even control!
At that mont, Ian reached out his hand, making a grasping motion toward the ground beside him.
He controlled his Origin Quality as if it were his hand, guiding his ‘body’ back to his ‘self’.
Thus, the sand and gravel obeyed his command.
Whizzing, one could see that the sand and stones around the top of Sigh Cliff began to gather like flowing water.
The dark, brownish-black soil climbed up from his legs, and then gently enshrouded Ian’s body.
It appeared to be a layer of black armored clothing.
His heart, thymus, and spinal column were warming up, his physical strength burning rapidly.
Soon, Ian felt tired; he released his control of the Origin Quality, and the sand and stones that had enveloped him like armor fell away.
“Ha…
Huh…”
Breathing steadily, Ian felt a deep tiredness, but his spirits did not falter at all; instead, they were invigorated.
The boy lifted his hand, gazing at the palm, and murmured, “I am the earth…
Life binds tightly to the earth…”
“Moreover, my body is slowly transforming!”
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