Chapter 44 Trying the Second Potion
Tu Xing didn't respond, it was true.
Get familiar with the corresponding colors of light and shadow: black for corruption/hatred, gray for undead, red for desire, purple for arrogance/evil, green for vitality/poison, and white for holy power.
He moved his eyes. In the normal timeline, he was not going to reveal his special vision, let alone take out the cyan diamond.
You must try your best to memorize these words so that you can write them down as soon as you get back.
Fortunately, it is quite easy to understand. The red and purple colors directly correspond to the Sultan. His overall appearance is evil and desire.
By the way, take a quick look at the others. There are two or three color mixing methods at the end.
The meaning represented by the colors is connected into a whole by mixing them in one place and chanting a spell.
Tu Xing glanced at the thin wooden stick in the woman's hand. It must be a prop for casting spells.
An old warlock who has lived for more than 160 years still needs this assistance. He is not so arrogant as to think that he can cast spells successfully without assistance.
However, can that red ring serve as a substitute?
Tu Xing was thinking while turning the pages. When he found that he had reached the end, he was stunned and then looked up.
In front, Celilda was playing with the diamond with great interest.
When he met the young man's gaze, he smiled and said, "Leave this with me."
Hearing this, Tu Xing thought to himself: As expected, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face: "What on earth is this for?"
"I don't have many magical items. You might as well look for something else. You can always come to me if you need something."
Celilda said matter-of-factly, "You won't be able to use it!"
"This will spontaneously absorb special power. If handled properly and embedded in a wand or magical weapon, it will significantly improve its grade."
"And you haven't even started yet. If you never master it, it will just be gathering dust in a corner your whole life."
Tu Xing's face stiffened, and he sighed deeply, handing the booklet back. "I just want to study it for a few minutes. I won't return it if I'm not going to exchange it."
"Could you please be so kind as to give me something I need in exchange? It would make me feel better. This might only be the first time in my life that I'm lucky."
As he spoke, the young man's face was full of reluctance, and he looked so weak that he seemed pitiful.
Celilda tsks. "What do you need? Tell me a few directions. I'll give it to you if I have any."
"If you don't have it, then I can only give you 100 gold coins, divided into ten installments. It will be enough for you to travel all over the Utuman Empire and find it again."
"With your visual ability, maybe you can find the second one soon." The woman looked expectantly.
Tu Xing's mind moved, what a good idea, he lowered his eyes and stared at the thin wooden stick.
"Is this a magic wand for casting spells? Where can I get it?"
"Oh, about this." Celilda lowered her head. "Go find the carpenter in the North District—Chakeliya. Just tell him my name and he'll know what to do."
She reached into her pocket, pulled out a small bag and threw it on the table. It made a sound like coins colliding, which was still crisp even through the linen fabric.
"Ten gold coins. Anything else you want? If not, it's still a hundred gold coins."
Tu Xing's eyes stopped on the bag.
Seeing this, the woman showed a determined expression and said in a coaxing tone, "If you want to find other magical items, feel free to exchange them for money or other things from me."
The young man seemed persuaded and took the purse and put it in his bag. "Okay, I think I'll stop here today. I'll bother you again another day."
I have gained a lot, and it will take some time to digest and think about it. I have just been forced to exchange items, so it is normal to want to leave.
"Hey wait, what's the rush? Don't we have to try another bowl of potion?"
Celilda's face lit up with joy, as she pushed the bowl in front of her. "Don't leave until blood is dripping."
Tu Xing lowered his eyes, took the needle next to him, and pricked the wound gently. After two drops rolled down, he quickly turned his fingers up and the wound healed.
Explained: "We said before that it would be a small amount."
The topic changed: "I'm curious, what does success look like? Your Majesty, or me?"
Celilda nodded. "Yes, the skin will be normal color, but with some less bizarre features, like golden markings all over the body."
"The gold patterns on the Sultan's body are almost all from this, representing unparalleled power."
Tu Xing was quite satisfied with getting the answer smoothly. At the same time, he felt that it was not easy for Sudan. He must be very amazing to be able to get it all done intact.
He was about to stand up and say goodbye when the woman turned around and said loudly, "Xue Rui, call someone in to try the second dose of the potion."
Celilda immediately turned around and saw the young man standing there, "Are you leaving? Don't you want to see what happens next?"
Hearing this, Tu Xing's eyes fell on the door and hesitant for two seconds, "Then stay for a few more minutes."
Celilda moved quickly, adding the other ingredients and starting to stir.
At this moment, a person walked in and knocked on the open door on the side, "Dong Dong" twice.
"Lord Celilda, are you looking for me?" The man was dressed in soldier's uniform, about 1.7 meters tall, with a square face and a prominent jawbone, and only a tuft of hair in the middle.
Celilda's eyes showed a hint of surprise. "Yes, how was the encirclement and suppression up front? Did you gain any merit?"
The soldier's expression turned uncomfortable. "I'm new here, younger than them, and I've killed too few people. I don't deserve any credit for this."
"Oh, what a shame." Celilda raised her bowl and said firmly, "Drink this, and your strength will increase."
"I just tried one. It's an improved version. You really got lucky."
Tu Xing's mouth twitched when he heard this.
The big guy drank it all in one gulp, and his body quickly turned lava-colored, but to a lesser degree than before.
Celilda waited for half a minute, then said with discontent, "Strange, it's like this twice."
This time, the other party showed an extremely panicked look, and after hearing these words, his face became ferocious:
"The effect isn't what you said. What do you mean? Are you kidding me?"
He pulled out the knife with a swish, but just as he raised it, the handle melted and fell to the ground with a clanging sound.
Celilda ignored him and continued her assessment: "A small dose will keep you more conscious. Next time, try just a little."
The soldier roared, strode towards the woman, and raised his hand to attack.
Tu Xing raised his eyebrows and took two steps back silently.
The new lava man suddenly stopped, his fingers clutching his heart, his eyes almost falling out, and he said, "It hurts—"
Seeing this, Celilda's expression changed drastically. She stepped back quickly and grabbed the candle on the table.
Tu Xingmiao saw this action from the side and narrowed his eyes slightly. Does the candle have a protective effect?
The woman repeated her old trick: "I have a potion that can restore you to your original state."
Unexpectedly, the soldier's eyes were full of ferocity, "Kill you! I will kill you!"
He took difficult steps, and although his speed was slow, the space here was small, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Celilda!
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