Ery diligently spent several days replenishing his pill stocks after his successful venture in the poison resistance project. Upon his return to the apothecary center, he once again found himself seeking additional special jobs to undertake.
Grandmaster Saagar greeted him with words of praise, stating, "You did really well on your last job; I am impressed."
As Ery perused the available tasks, Grandmaster Saagar inford him that soone sought a eting. It turned out to be Grandmaster Hypotia, and she inquired, "May I know how you could create the poison resistance so fast?"
Ery openly shared his approach, disclosing the presence of a poisonous mythical beast soul that helped him while keeping Khaos's existence concealed. This revelation seed to startle Grandmaster Hypotia, as if she had stumbled upon sothing she had long sought.
In response to Ery's explanation, she proposed a special job task, stating, "I can issue a special job for you if you can help with my problem." Familiar with Grandmaster Hypotia and intrigued by the prospect of a poison-related challenge, Ery readily agreed to assist.
"Follow ," Grandmaster Hypotia instructed. She led Ery her workshop and into one of the rooms within. As they entered, Ery noticed an imdiate drop in temperature. It appeared to be a special room designed for controlled environnts.
Inside, Ery's gaze fell upon a familiar figure seated in the lotus position – Winri Lampads, one of the participants from the mastery exams. Despite the cold surroundings, Winri looked distressed. Beads of sweat adorned her forehead, and the dark-haired woman's skin displayed ominous dark veins, indicating her discomfort.
Concern etched on his face, Ery couldn't help but ask, "What kind of poison is this?" Grandmaster Hypotia proceeded to provide a detailed explanation, unraveling the mysterious and dangerous nature of the toxic affliction affecting Winri.
Winri, a scion of a venerable apothecary lineage on a mid-realm planet within the sector, was identified early on as a promising talent. In preparation for her journey toward becoming a master apothecary, her family bestowed upon her a coveted heirloom – a divine fla ant to rge seamlessly with her spirit core.
The infusion of the divine fla brought forth remarkable results, enhancing Winri's skills to craft exceptional apothecary products. However, this newfound proficiency ca at a considerable price – a fiery poison that coursed through her veins whenever she harnessed the potent energy of the divine fla.
Recognizing the gravity of Winri's situation, Grandmaster Hypotia took her under her tutelage five years ago. Despite Grandmaster Hypotia's extensive expertise in the law of ice, she struggled to find a redy for Winri's affliction. Paradoxically, as Winri progressed in her apothecary mastery, the flaming poison grew more unpredictable and tumultuous, posing a formidable challenge to both ntor and disciple. The intricate interplay of the divine fla and its toxic consequences added a layer of complexity to their ongoing efforts to mitigate the effects.
"The last treatnt I administered to her only lasted one week," Grandmaster Hypotia revealed, a hint of frustration evident in her voice. Despite seeking counsel from various experts, healers, and poison specialists, none could offer a lasting solution. She had even reached out to a renowned figure known as the god of dicine, but the elder remained secluded in seclusion for months.
Faced with the prospect that her disciple might not endure another month, Grandmaster Hypotia, driven by desperation, sought out any known experts in the field of poison. It was during this search that she learned about Ery's recent successful job, sparking a glimr of hope.
"Please, will you give it a try?" Grandmaster Hypotia implored Ery, her tone a mixture of desperation and hope. Although Ery sensed the grandmaster's skepticism about his chances of success, he understood the gravity of the situation.
To begin, Ery delved into the comprehensive information provided by Grandmaster Hypotia. He ticulously studied the multitude of treatnts and redies applied to Winri, ranging from an array of cold-based potions to various poison recipes. Each elent in the intricate tapestry of Winri's affliction was reflected in the narrative shared by the grandmaster.
Leveraging VIA, Ery ticulously analyzed each treatnt, eliminating over 95% of possible poison types. Despite the thorough examination, the outco revealed a disheartening trend – Winri's condition had witnessed a continuous decline.
Seeking a more hands-on approach, Ery approached Winri, settling into a similar lotus position behind her. Placing both of his arms on her back, he intended to assess her condition thoroughly with the aid of Chututlu. As he prepared to channel his energy to aid in the diagnostic process, the unexpected note of concern from Grandmaster Hypotia caught him off guard.
"Be careful," the cautious words conveyed an unspoken concern and hinted at sothing hidden within Winri's condition that Ery was yet to discover.
In re seconds, Ery imrsed himself in Winri's essence, feeling the insidious presence of the poison coursing through her blood. However, as he ventured closer to her core, a sudden resistance t his psychic probes. A vehent, burning energy pushed back against his attempts, and it beca evident that this opposing force didn't originate from Winri herself.
"Her core... there is sothing alive within," Ery exclaid.
The realization of why his earlier explanation about the mythical beast intrigued Grandmaster Hypotia beca clear and the caution she expressed now echoed with significance. There was, indeed, another soul residing within Winri, and this newfound knowledge prompted Chututlu to speak.
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