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

There was a lot of preparation to be done before they formally drove out the visitors from the Holy Place and closed the ocean-crossing Teleportation Hall.


Xia Zhou waved his hand, moving the Illusionary Spell Panel to the side.


A dozen or so vertical cultivation vessels appeared on the wall opposite the desk.


Most of them were empty, with only the cultivation vessels labeled "No.6," "No.12," and "No.18" containing anything within.


Inside the No.18 vessel was Xia Zhou's previously-used avatar: the Apostle of Light and Darkness, a caster that specifically utilized Shadow Spells and Light Spells.


The clones within the No.6 and No.12 cultivation vessels were just made earlier today.


The avatar of No.6 was the "Manipulator of Blood and Flesh," utilizing the Blood Demon Spell in combat.


Chapter 58: Inappropriate Mercy is Poison