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

Deep within the Ice Frozen Tundra of the Eastern Continent.


A lone figure cloaked in battle gear, walks alone amidst a blizzard.


Although Xia Zhou could use the Blood Demon Spell to resist the wild snowstorms in the tundra, he still chose to travel to the Pillar of Genesis in this manner.


After discerning the harsh reality of this tragic world, the only things that still commanded his full respect were the Pillar of Genesis and the Genesis Crystals.


About three kilometers away from the Pillar of Genesis, Xia Zhou halted his flight and chose to walk to the pillar on his two legs, as a form of pilgrimage, expressing his awe for the spectacle that guarded the world.


His actions of severing ties with the Holy Place and driving the Holy Place's forces out of the Western Continent were not the result of being blinded by personal interests or dogged pursuit of a King's throne. Xia Zhou was just trying to keep himself and those he cared about alive.


Chapter 59: The Obscure Intent (Two in One)