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 and the Little Golden Thistle's abrupt departure attracted the attention of the attendees.


Each party sent a representative to Natalie, asking what had just happened and who was the humanoid spirit that left the meeting.


This conference in the Land of Eternal Sleep was a much higher profile than the Dual Hall Meeting.


Every new face appearing at the conference drew attention.


If it weren't for Xia Zhou being accompanied by the great elder of the Golden Thistle Flower Clan, the other attendees would have already flocked to him for a chat.


As soon as Xia Zhou left, the attendees who came up to chat with Natalie took the opportunity to ask if an emergency had occurred, indirectly seeking information about Xia Zhou's identity.


She was bound by the holy pledge and it was improper to reveal any personal information.


Chapter 49: Shipwreck