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

While Xia Zhou was meditating at home, the atmosphere inside the Demon Hunting Master's mansion was somewhat tense.


On the ground floor of the classical manor.


Serites pulled the curtain and closed the door tightly, and lit the alchemical lamps on the ceiling.


Rexasor took out two metal boxes from his alchemical pocket and placed them on the cleared table.


Serites looked at the two identically-shaped metal boxes and asked:


Rexasor lightly tapped the box, "But we also need to check the one on the right."


Baldhead opened the metal boxes, which contained two pools of blood - the one on the left was bright red, and the one on the right was dark red.


Serites drew out two tubes of alchemical powder and sprinkled it in.


The dark red blood on the right side turned indigo.


But the one on the left remained bright and red.


Rexasor pulled out a blood-red crystal from his pocket.


Chapter 56: Advanced Curse Seal