Hearing this voice, Amy and Victor raised their heads sowhat surprisedly and looked at Jeming, who had been silent since he entered the room.
"Oh?" Viola was slightly surprised, but more so with the kind of indifferent attitude one might have while humoring a child.
"Are you implying you have sothing that could move my heart? That’s truly intriguing, but... are you sure you know what level of wizard I am?"
"Regarding this question... Senior Viola, forgive my boldness." Jeming spoke first, his voice calm, "The Fifth Level Witchcraft Artifact you sold to Amy back then, although it was a powerful item storing the Soul Search Spell, it required extrely high spiritual power manipulation from the user."
The majority of offensive and defensive witchcraft artifacts have their witchcraft level roughly equal to the artifact’s level, and apart from being nearly uncontrollable upon release, there isn’t much difference in effect.
However, so special witchcraft cannot be calculated this way.
For example, most logistical elent witchcraft and soul science witchcraft require the caster to continuously control them to be effective even after being used. So, even if the sa witchcraft is released using a high-level artifact, the effect varies based on the manipulator’s level.
He paused, his gaze directly eting Viola’s silver-gray eyes: "Like Amy’s Fifth Level Witchcraft Artifact storing the Soul Search Spell, although its witchcraft level is Fifth Level, the manipulation power of ordinary apprentices and First Level Wizards make its effect equivalent to the Third Level Soul Search cast personally by a Third Level Wizard."
"However, the effect of such witchcraft is generally sufficient once it reaches this standard. Considering the timing of your sale and the uniqueness of this artifact... I deduced that when you sold this artifact, Senior, you probably did so to gather the resources needed for advancing to Third Level Wizard."
Viola’s silver-gray eyes slightly contracted, showing an expression of surprise on her face.
She hadn’t expected this little figure who seed to have just advanced to an official wizard to guess her level correctly.
She chuckled softly with a hint of nostalgia: "You’re right, little one. I indeed sacrificed to gather the resources for advancing to the Third Level. Becoming a Third Level Wizard ans mastering stronger law power, which is true transformation. In comparison to this, an auxiliary Fifth Level Witchcraft Artifact, while precious, is rely a possession outside oneself."
Her words confird Jeming’s deduction.
"Well then, little one." Viola’s tone shifted slightly with a hint of interest, "Given you know this much, you should also understand that, for a Third Level Wizard, ordinary materials and points are already hard to impress ."
"And as it happens, I have earned a great deal within this Elorcia Plane, and am not in short of points for the ti being."
Her gaze fell on Jeming once again, evidently showing a great deal of interest in this apprentice.
Jeming nodded, not at all intimidated by Viola’s words. Since he dared to speak, he was naturally prepared.
Under the tense gaze of Amy and Victor, Jeming took out a crystal-clear test tube from his bosom.
The liquid in the test tube displayed an extrely peculiar color—a faint hint of purple with an indescribable shimr, seeming to contain a mysterious kind of life energy.
"Senior Viola." Jeming’s voice was steady, with a hint of barely noticeable confidence, "This is a unique magic potion I developed myself. It doesn’t belong to any known formula published by the academy."
"Oh? Interesting..."
Viola’s gaze shifted, took the test tube, and opened the cap to sll it from a distance.
Having lived for so long, she had experience with countless magic potions.
Initially, she thought a magic potion from a newly advanced official wizard apprentice wouldn’t be sothing particularly rare, but to her surprise, she couldn’t detect any useful scent from the test tube.
Curiosity briefly flashed in her eyes as she brought it closer to her nose to sll.
Yet still, she found nothing, as if she was rely facing a test tube of plain water.
No!
With her level of a wizard’s perception ability, even water could be distinguished for its different characteristics.
The absence of any leaked scent or energy ant this was a rare potion possessing "integrity."
The so-called integrity refers to the potion automatically defining itself as a distinct "entity" upon refinent, requiring the entire entity potion to be consud for it to take effect.
This kind of potion seed more cumberso to use than those that could be divided into portions, but for an alchemist, it was a seldom-seen characteristic.
It indicated that the potion had reached a certain harmonious state as a whole, typically seen only in so high-level potions.
Viola looked at this unknown potion without hesitation and drank it down in one gulp.
As the potion went down, Viola’s body showed no change, but her silver-gray eyes instantly brightened.
She felt an indescribable cooling sensation rapidly sweep through her Sea of Spirit.
Following that, the cooling sensation turned into an invisible force, like a spring breeze brushing across the earth, she felt her Sea of Spirit seed to beco more expansive at that mont!
Though for a Third Level Wizard, this degree of enhancent was almost negligible.
And even more astonishing, she felt her soul purity was also enhancing!
Though these enhancents were slight, they made her perception of the world’s laws sharper, and her affinity to elents seed to slightly improve.
For the first ti, Viola’s face showed genuine shock.
She suddenly stood up, with a trace of disbelief in her silver-gray eyes: "This... What kind of magic potion is this? Are you sure you developed it yourself?"
"Yes, ntor," Jeming calmly replied, "Its formula was entirely developed by , step by step."
Viola took a deep breath, calming the turmoil within her heart.
She scrutinized Jeming intently, her eyes filled with inquiry.
She knew well that such a magic potion, capable of enhancing the Sea of Spirit and aptitude, would create a sensation, regardless of how small the improvent!
For those wizards pursuing higher realms, even the slightest hope is an irresistible allure.
After all, although wizards are not restricted by aptitude after becoming official wizards, it doesn’t an good aptitude won’t provide assistance.
Higher aptitude ans easier comprehension of laws, smoother mobilization of magic power, and greater potential for reaching higher levels in the future.
However, the requirents for aptitude are quite high; even the top talent of the tenth rank can only assist a wizard in advancing to the Fifth Level at best, after which it loses its effectiveness.
Viola sat back down, her gaze fixed on Jeming intently: "Alright, I’ll accept this deal. What do you want?"
Seeing her reaction, Jeming couldn’t help but smirk slightly.
He knew the stake he presented was enough to move any wizard.
He wasn’t lying; this magic potion was indeed developed by himself, though it was based on insights from alchemy, combined with the magic potion theory of the Wizard World, to create his exclusive potion.
The most core raw material of this magic potion was precisely the "Eastward Purple Qi" that only he, as a cultivator, could "absorb" at dawn.
The reason he dared to reveal such a leveled thing was Jeming’s result of careful consideration.
After years of observation and familiarization, Jeming had gained a deeper understanding of the wizard civilization’s conduct.
Due to their imnse pursuit of knowledge and the pride generated by a powerful civilization, wizards developed another characteristic: extre admiration for geniuses.
Simply put, if a person is confird to be a genius, then no matter what kind of achievents they present, it can be attributed to the reason that they are a genius!
"Though those innate geniuses of the wizard civilization are indeed astonishingly exaggerated..." Jeming couldn’t help but mutter in his heart.
The things he revealed now were still quite eye-catching in Nolun Workshop, but let alone the entire wizard civilization, they were just considered "ordinary" even within the Star Ring Federation.
"I need the latest intelligence regarding the detailed distribution of native forces in the Elorcia Plane, as well as details about those bounties," Jeming stated, "Moreover, I hope you can assist us three in establishing an ’intelligence network’ with other wizard squads within the camp. We can provide any possible assistance in exchange for resources or information we need."
Viola grinned slightly, her silver-gray eyes shining with sly light: "No problem, I can tell you everything I know and what information I can get from other channels. As for the ’intelligence network,’ that’s not too difficult. As for the cost..."
Viola shook the vial containing the magic potion just now: "Let’s exchange everything with this type of magic potion!"
"This item is quite difficult to refine," Jeming said without a twitch on his face.
"Of course, of course, I understand," Viola licked her lips, her body slightly leaning forward.
"As for various information and intelligence, we’ll discuss the specific value later; let’s talk about the introductory fee for other wizards first, as others aren’t as easy-going as ..."
"How much do you want?"
"I’ll serve as the interdiary to introduce other wizards to you, one person, 100 potions."
Facing Viola’s exorbitant demand, Jeming sneered: "Ha! Impossible! Five potions for one person, while acting as interdiary, you need to make sure to do your utmost to help us achieve this matter!"
"That won’t do! One person..."
...
After bargaining for a while, they finally reached a deal at 25 potions per introduction, but Viola had to ensure she would assist Jeming and his team in accomplishing their affairs.
Watching Jeming and his team leave satisfied, Viola pursed her lips with a smile, and promptly contacted several familiar wizards with her communicator.
"Moke... Yes, I’ll be the interdiary... Reward? Hmm... How about two potions for you?"
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