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

Outer Palace teaching area, the tower of the Demon Hunting Sect.


Xia Zhou ascended the spiral staircase, with two Silver Sand palms at his side, one holding a glass jar, the other stirring the viscous liquid in the jar with a glass rod to prevent it from congealing.


Xia Zhou stopped at the door of a room in the middle of the High Tower, slowly pushing the door open and stepping inside.


This was a comprehensive medical room with hospital facilities, capable of treating various severe combat injuries - not only common injuries such as flesh wounds, fractures, internal bleeding, but also severe negative effects caused by high concentration energy.


Earlier today, Rexasor and others were remotely bombarded by the Shadow Demon Sovereign at the edge of the Anti-magic Field.


In the shadow energy ball condensed by the Shadow Demon Sovereign, there was a unique shadow pattern woven by its own hands.


Chapter 98 Interrogation