Speeding up the tempering process and improving one's own strength is the main task at present.
The extraordinary core condensed within her own body, due to its extremely excellent characteristics, basically does not require any effort to manipulate and cultivate, and it automatically refines magic power every moment.
But even so, the speed is still a bit slow. As a result of the study in the past six months, Loran Hill has also made up for the alchemy knowledge after the Mercury Dynasty and learned the methods of refining many new potions.
As for alchemical formulas, except for a few rare potions, most can be found in the library, but refining them is another matter.
It's like a very beautiful famous painting is placed in front of you. You can see all the details and colors in it, but if you were to paint it yourself, it might not be the same.
The same goes for cooking. Recipes can be found everywhere, but there are not many people who can actually cook them well. The same is true for alchemy.
But unlike other potion masters, Loran Hill lacked the ingredients, not the refining skills. Her mythical talent allowed her to easily grasp the characteristics of the ingredients and accurately measure the amount, and she could also delicately sense temperature and changes, but now she lacked the right raw materials.
She can cultivate excellent extraordinary crops, but it takes time to grow. Even with the catalysis of her own magic, the higher the level of the crop, the lower the effect. The pearl-level colorful grape behind the house has already consumed a lot of energy, and it is unrealistic to cultivate other crops during the short vacation.
It seems that I have to go out and explore this time.
The silver-haired girl sat on the top of a red maple tree hundreds of meters high, looking at the indigo mountains in the distance and expressing such thoughts.
The Tisilan Mountains are just a small branch of the Sighing Mountains, which divide the continent into two. It is extremely vast and most of it is rarely visited by people. There are also many extraordinary magical beasts hidden among the mountains. Although it is dangerous, it also hides many good things that grow naturally.
Her white legs swayed gently in the air, her pure white skirt fluttering in the air. Loran Hill leaned against the tree trunk, considering which direction to go.
Oh, I almost forgot, isn’t there someone who understands the local situation?
She gently patted the tree trunk beneath her, closed her eyes, and slowly sensed the consciousness in the tree.
A slightly cheerful message came from the tree, as if thanking me for my help. But it had been eight years, and the tree's emotions and thoughts were indeed different from those of humans.
Loran Hill asked where there were other creatures like it. The red maple tree seemed to think and recall for a while before emitting a shallow ripple that spread in all directions.
Following the spreading arc of light, Loran Hill roughly knew two directions, one in the far north and the other in the southeast, both in the Sighing Mountains.
The icy one in the north seems to be in some pain recently, and the hot one in the south seems to be sleeping all the time. This is the answer of the red maple tree.
They had never met each other, and could only sense each other's existence through the vague information of nature. According to the red maple tree's perception, the one to the north was similar to it, probably a Sequence 7 Coral-level being, while the one to the southeast was probably a Sequence 8 Crystal-level being, but seemed rather lazy and had no strong desire to attack.
Is that so? Loran Hill thought, if it is such an advanced and intelligent extraordinary plant, it should be possible to communicate with it. It should not be difficult to exchange a few fruits with them then.
After making up her mind, she jumped lightly from the tree, letting the wind flow through her body as she fell freely, then held down her skirt and slowly landed on the grass in the courtyard.
After walking back into the cabin and preparing some things, such as clothes, food, and some travel supplies, and putting them into the storage ring, Loran Hill thought about it and decided to change into a pure white witch dress, which would make it much more comfortable to move around in the forest.
A regular dress would expose the shoulders and collarbone to the air, making them vulnerable to being scratched by dense branches and leaves. The shawl on the witch's dress provides much better protection, and the hem is longer and lace-free, preventing it from getting caught. Meanwhile, the large brim of the hat protects against dripping water in the forest.
After changing her clothes and thinking for a while, she jumped onto a tall tree trunk and broke off a one-meter-long branch to use as a walking stick.
As expected, a witch should hold something in her hands.
Sitting sideways on a plucked branch, Loran Hill flew towards the dense and distant mountains.
According to the information from the red maple tree, the existence in the north is about a thousand miles away from the courtyard where she lives. She should fly to the vicinity of that place first, and then land to look for it.
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Layers of forests covered the mountains, the dense, emerald green canopy receding beneath his feet. Roland Hill, riding his staff, journeyed through the gaps between the forested hills. Occasionally, clearings could be seen between the forests, where puddles formed after rain, reflecting the blue sky like a mirror.
Small animals like foxes, wolves, and antelopes would drink cautiously from these puddles, but there were also some rougher creatures. Occasionally, a few large wild boars would dash into the puddle with abandon, splashing water and rolling around in it, getting mud all over their stiff bristles.
Loran Hill held down the brim of his hat to prevent it from being blown away by the wind, looking at the lush green scenery below. Sometimes he would even walk with a few birds, holding these curious little creatures in his palms, looking at them carefully, and then letting them fly again.
Since she hadn't set out in the morning, she had only covered half the distance by the time the sun was about to set. The fiery sunset glowed the entire sky, and a few egrets chirped in the forest. The girl gradually slowed down, preparing to find a place to rest for the night before setting off again tomorrow.
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