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

Xia Zhou had been in the quiet room for over nine months, while Rexasor had been running around dealing with the Black Flag matters for just as long.


Baldhead first spent half a month to investigate everyone on the list provided by Bictris, and then went to the Eastern Continent to search for demons infiltrating the Holy Place's territory.


He, along with Demon Hunters like Serites, captured more than 170 demons in total, all of which were looking for the Black Flag within the corners of the Holy Place territory, and they all had mastered the psychic ability to read memories.


170 demons! The number was more than the total in the past few years!


This indicated that the Demon Church was extremely desperate. It seemed like the demons were under some unknown pressure and were frantically sending demons to infiltrate the territory of the Holy Place like madmen.


Rexasor and the rest of the Demon Hunters were worn out.


Chapter 35: Maximum Charm