White Barge Clear River

A spoonful of Jiangbaisu, a scroll of Kuhesu, and a bottle of syrup so sweet it's nauseating.
Stir the crucible, evaporate the moisture.
Drink down the pain, reap a new life.
In the lands of steampunk alchemy, demons run rampant, elements drift, heresy lurks.
Xia Zhou looks up to the Mage's Holy Place, immerses himself in studying toxins, forging his own path of magehood.
(This is not an invincible story. The invincible tag is system-generated and I can't remove it.)

My Rejuvenation Speed is A 'Little' Fast

About a month later, Dim drove the carriage into Starry Night City.


The two had agreed not to make any stops along the way, but when they came across a village in distress, they decided to stop and lend a hand to the soldiers and resident mages.


Watching the civilians who were tortured by the plague, Xia Zhou felt guilty, and several times proposed to stay behind alone to help the refugees, but was persuaded by Dim each time.


At this time, there must be a large backlog of poison orders in the Academy, waiting for expert poison alchemists to refine. The functional elixirs made from these poisons are closely related to disaster relief, and the Poison Alchemy Room is where Xia Zhou should be.


Xia Zhou reined in his grief and continued to follow Dim towards the Academy.


Chapter 39: Primary School of Spells