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

The words of the stoic man were sharp, but they hit the nail on the head.


After hearing them, Xia Zhou realized there was something he had not done.


He had to disperse the Sea of Spirits in the body of Servant 1, to avoid the enemy getting all four spirit attribute points at once.


"Thank you for the reminder, Master Serites," Xia Zhou sincerely thanked him.


"Hmm." Master Serites waved his hand, "I will be on guard in the building, it's rare to have a vacation that can be used for meditation."


"Xia Zhou, continue." Rexasor threw over a piece of training gear, "Serites has a point. I may indeed have been negligent. Although I don't know how you got the Demon Church's action intelligence, I have to remind you that if you know the Demon Church's intelligence, they might also know yours."


"Huh?" Xia Zhou was startled, he caught the gear and put it on, then secured the chain mail with the buttons on the gear.


Chapter 3 Andrew and Ross