Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny Chapter 377 - 213: Beloved Relatives and Siblings2

But the reason so few chose it as the primary material for blessings was due to its inherent limitations—even with pure rcury subjected to extraction, it still could hardly bear blessings like ordinary tals could. Moreover, limited by its liquid state, it was difficult to inscribe even a few complex spiritual circuits.

An application of the Golden Iron Quality to the rcury, guessed and inferred by Lou Feng, still made sense—Fluid Alchemy specialized in processing this type of material, not to ntion that by enhancing the essence, one could forcibly improve the material's properties and deficiencies.

Ji Jue had indirectly increased the capacity of rcury to bear blessings by enhancing its spiritual aspect!

However, even so, there was still a limit, and after an initial reinforcent, subsequent enhancents beca only more difficult, more troubleso, and more exaggerated.

If there were no limits, then why would anyone bother with Modern Alchemy at all? Everyone could simply bow down to rcury and beco disciples of Fluid Alchemy—wouldn't that be splendid? How then could it have declined to the point of becoming a lost craft?

Or could it be, is Non-attack just that aweso?

You see, even for a craftsman, the stable coexistence of multiple blessings is a project that demands careful thought and action, walking on thin ice.

Let alone the coexistence of blessings that, although co from the sa source, exhibit mutual repulsion within such an unstable dium as rcury, yet still manage to operate stably.

Isn't this like playing two AAA gas on a microwave's mainboard at the sa ti?!

To this, Ji Jue simply smiled mysteriously, "Do you really want to know?"

Rolling his eyes, Lou Feng responded, "If it's confidential, I won't pry. But if you're really going to tell , then I'll offer—"

"No need to offer."

Ji Jue didn't care about revealing the tricks behind the magic. "Simple, because I haven't sorted it out at all. Forget about sorting it out, I haven't even touched it."

As he said this, his hands parted.

Instantly, the rcury below split from the center into two, one as firm as steel, the other as pliable as water—distinctly separated, leaving Lou Feng dumbstruck on the spot.

"Have you forgotten that rcury is liquid?" Ji Jue chuckled. "Which ans, there's no need to make it so complicated. I just mix the two types of rcury together, and isn't that it?"

How could a semi-finished product accommodate two complete blessings?

Simple, if one semi-finished product can't manage, why not use two? Then, by mixing the two portions together and making do, they can be treated as a finished product.

It's all the sa!

What's the use of reinventing the wheel?

For a mont, Lou Feng felt like his head was about to split open.

What the hell is this?!

As a formally trained craftsman apprentice, he would approach issues theoretically, seeking problems at the principle level, but he never expected to encounter such a wild solution from Ji Jue.

It was so crudely effective and practical that it was genuinely usable.

Just an ergency enhancent asure after all.

Starting from the extre perspective of cost-effectiveness, addressing issues with the most miserly thods and laziest angles: just add more water if there's too much flour, and more flour if there's too much water. Why make it so complex? I can tell if there's electricity in high-voltage cables with a single touch!

In Ji Jue's opinion, Mr. Lou had been spoiled by a life of luxury!

Always wanting perfection in everything.

If he had spent a few more years tinkering with cars, he'd have learned all sorts of tricks—straightening a broken AB-pillar with pliers and welding it back together to keep using, it mattered not as long as the car could start. As for what the chassis and suspension really looked like, best not to look down; it wouldn't be good for you.

Just say whether it can be driven or not!

Complaining so much—are you trying to dodge the paynt? See that dark-skinned brute picking at his feet on the lounge chair? Best think carefully before you speak...

If you start discussing high-end, sophisticated theories, Ji Jue might feel a bit out of his depth.

But if it cos to making do to the utmost within one's abilities, he knew it all too well!

"...Not right!"

True to his form as Mr. Lou, experienced and knowledgeable, he recovered from his initial shock and imdiately grasped the peculiarities, "To simultaneously enable multiple different Blessed Creations to rge and operate, and so stably at that—what technique is this? The Baichao Workshop's parallel nodules? The Empire's dual-flow pathways? No, neither of them is right. Is this the style of Thousand Islands?"

Bending over and touching the rcury, he quickly understood the situation. "When did you steal—ahem, learn the River Formation technique from Nanyun?"

"Huh? Is that what it's called?" Ji Jue said in surprise. "I had no idea."

Lou Feng's eyes twitched, glaring indignantly—were you flaunting now? But then, he heard Ji Jue's voice:

"Want to learn it? I can teach you."

"..."

For a mont, Lou Feng stood still.

But Ji Jue, without seeming to pinch pennies, rolled up his sleeves and started to explain the connections, series, and combinations between different Spiritual Circuits, along with the thods of construction and points of attention, using his two semi-finished products.

Talking about it, this was also a result plundered from the Dudeng Workshop. Just before leaving, Ji Jue, adhering to the principle of not wasting, dismantled every large facility that couldn't be transported!

Not a single scrap was left behind.

Including the lting Furnace that Duden had barely assembled with an enormous amount of money and ticulously adjusted countless tis—he simply sold out all of its tricks.

Although the essence was quite below par, too plain to impress, he learned a myriad of disorderly, unsystematic techniques, among which the River Formation was the most complete.

And Ji Jue felt that if Duden had continued to delve into it, he might have been able to consolidate all his scattered and chaotic techniques, aspiring to so form of noble path.