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

Audrey walked into the small flat with a somewhat stilted air, despite her efforts to hold it in, her tightly crossed hands betrayed her inner turmoil.


The circus members, who she hadn't seen for nearly a decade, had suddenly reappeared before her, transforming into a high-ranking mage... this felt like the neighborhood kid, still wearing crotchless trousers, had gotten into a top-tier national university and even offered a direct master and doctorate degree program...


Xia Zhou tried his best to keep his actions and tone calm and steady.


Audrey, having operated a martial arts dojo for many years and led a traveling circus, was naturally resilient. She quickly recovered from her initial nervousness.


Looking at the face before her, which hadn't changed much, still youthful, handsome and a bit immature, Audrey was easily able to find his former self in Xia Zhou, which made her feel unexpectedly close to him.


Chapter 8: Choices