"So, you’re saying there’s a way to learn Magic Potion and Pharmacy here?"
Rogel is not at all interested in who Old dicine Ding is talking about; he is only concerned with the issues of Magic Potion and Pharmacy.
Hearing Rogel’s words, Old dicine Ding extended his short hand to gently stroke his graying beard.
He scrutinized Rogel again, seemingly confirming sothing.
After a mont, he spoke.
"Actually, our dicine Race is proficient in Pharmacy and not very familiar with Magic Potion."
"But you’re lucky; during the last Day of Ergence, we exchanged so knowledge about Magic Potion."
"If you want it, we can give it to you."
Old dicine Ding spoke calmly.
Upon hearing this, Rogel’s first reaction was happiness, but then he felt a bit odd.
Logically speaking, this place is the ho of the dicine Race, and he, an outsider, should be t with caution, right?
Yet Old dicine Ding’s attitude towards him seems rather friendly?
Could it be that the dicine Race is naturally friendly and pure?
This left Rogel perplexed.
After pondering for a while, he still voiced his doubts.
Upon hearing Rogel’s question, Old dicine Ding laughed heartily.
"We’re not friendly to everyone."
He stroked his beard again.
Then he took his cane and lightly tapped the ground beneath Rogel’s feet.
Accompanied by this action, the surrounding dicine embryos imdiately illuminated, sending out points of light that encircled Rogel.
Rogel instantly felt his body lighten, as if there was an invisible force supporting him.
"What’s this?"
"This is a special ability of our dicine Race."
Old dicine Ding explained succinctly.
"If you want to learn, I naturally have to take you to fetch so things. Let’s talk as we move." He turned around and floated towards the lower part of the Rift.
At this mont, Rogel also felt the gentle pushing force from the light spots around him, softly guiding him as he floated downwards.
Whoosh—
The waterfall carried a cool breeze over Rogel’s cheeks, and the air was filled with a comforting scent.
Floating in the air, Rogel looked around, and as expected, the flat terrain on either side of the rift was distributed in a very uniform trapezoidal pattern.
The entire rift was filled with countless dicine embryos, emitting points of fluorescence.
As if a vibrant galaxy had fallen into the human world, dreamy and surreal.
While Rogel was captivated by the scenery, Old dicine Ding slowly began to speak.
"This place is called Purification Rift."
"Our branch of the dicine Race has lived here for generations... hmm, perhaps it shouldn’t be called generations, since we have no concept of natural death."
"Now, aside from , all dicine Race mbers are in their embryo state, and this state needs to be maintained for about seven more years. Seven years later, they will return to normal form and move freely."
"But this ti is only three months, during which we will also bring Purification Rift to surface from the ocean, which is called the ’Day of Ergence’."
Oh, I see.
Rogel nodded and then twitched his lips at the words he heard.
It feels like Old dicine Ding is being Versailles.
But he was also curious: "Why haven’t you returned to your embryo state?"
Upon hearing this, Old dicine Ding smiled.
"Such a vast Purification Rift needs soone to watch over it."
"As the Clan Leader, I must bear this responsibility."
"However, after abandoning the original state of the dicine Race, I can no longer be immortal."
Old dicine Ding smiled, his tone devoid of regret or fear, instead carrying a touch of relief and ease.
Upon hearing this, Rogel fell silent: "How much longer can you live?"
"Not much ti left..."
Old dicine Ding sighed.
"Only about a thousand years or so."
"..."
Goddammit...
I seriously want to slap this old guy!
Living longer than , and you’re talking about not much ti left?!
The sentintality and heaviness Rogel felt just now completely dissipated, replaced by the impulse to chop the old guy up for Explosive Gold Coins.
After several deep breaths, Rogel cald down, convincing himself not to fuss with this old geezer.
"You ntioned the branch just now?" Rogel no longer dwelled on the dicine Race’s lifespan and asked another question: "Do you have other compatriots? Are they living in rifts like this too?"
"No..."
Upon hearing this, Old dicine Ding sighed.
"Perhaps, we may be the last dicine Race in the world."
Upon hearing this, Rogel frowned imdiately.
"Why?"
"We have a special sense of connection with our compatriots, and the sensing range is very wide."
"Counting by human ti, we have sent people out to explore every Day of Ergence for nearly a thousand years, trying to find traces of other compatriots."
"But we’ve searched all the Five Major Seas and found no sense of connection..."
Old dicine Ding’s eyes were filled with a sense of lancholy.
dicine mbers do not die, but their reproductive ability is extrely poor; every loss of a fellow mber is a huge blow.
And now, perhaps, only those compatriots within Purification Rift remain.
Upon hearing this, Rogel asked, "What about beyond the Five Major Seas? Haven’t you gone there?"
On hearing this, Old dicine Ding seed to suddenly realize sothing, stopped, and turned to look at Rogel.
"Let ask you a question first; what are the Five Major Seas human beings refer to?"
Upon hearing this, Rogel was a bit surprised and looked at him.
Why suddenly look at like that.
"Harmony Sea Area, Giant Claw Sea Area, Subhuman Sea Area, Sea of Sin, and Royal City Sea Area, right? Any issue with that?"
From reading the Kaiya Clan’s books and asking many people, Rogel not only knew the nas of the Five Major Seas but also knew so specific information about these seas.
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