When Dolai heard this, he glanced at the man and said, "That would be the best."
For wizards, the best thing on a monster is naturally the magic core. Everything else is unimportant unless it has medicinal value.
This group of people is very powerful. They hunt monsters, so they should have a lot of magic cores.
This was indeed the case. They looked at the medicine that Dolai took out, estimated the price, and then took out magic cores of equal price and placed them on the ground.
Unlike Dolai who used a storage bracelet, they all carried things on their bodies or in bags, and many things were difficult to carry. When they switched to potions, the size was reduced and they were much easier to carry.
Everyone is happy.
The transaction was relatively simple. Dolai put the medicine box on the ground, and they also put their things on the ground, then retreated a hundred meters. Dolai came over and took away all the things, then retreated more than a hundred meters and they took the medicine box away.
The process looks simple, but it is actually full of tension. No one trusts each other, and if something goes wrong, it can easily lead to irreversible consequences.
The process went smoothly. Dolai took the magic core and put it into the storage bracelet with satisfaction. Some of these magic cores were still warm and stained with blood, but he didn't mind.
Both parties are happy.
The middle-aged man looked at Duolai and his expression relaxed. He had just checked the medicine, so he smiled faintly and said, "Pharmacist Duolai, right? We will have the opportunity to cooperate in the future. Your medicine is very good."
Dole looked at him, expressionless.
The middle-aged man frowned and was about to get impatient when the woman came forward, stood in front of him, and smiled to help him out, "Boss, he is in charge of the pharmacy hall of an academy. The quantity we want is not even one thousandth of what he has. You'd better not embarrass him. He is the supplier of high-end level 5 medicines in the entire Northwest Province."
Yes, for Dolai, this was just unexpected wealth, but it could not be considered as making a fortune, at most it was a small fortune.
The man's expression suddenly changed.
He knew exactly what the woman said.
He saluted with both hands, his eyes solemn.
Duolai looked at the middle-aged man and said, "There is a super powerful level 6 creature in the mountain who is undergoing a tribulation. If I were you, I would stop here and don't go any further. If you go any further, you will be targeted by creatures above level 6."
After saying this, Dolai looked at everyone, walked into the nearby forest, and quickly disappeared.
The magic core is the crystallization of magic power in the body of the Warcraft. After the Warcraft dies, its spiritual will dissipates and the magic core becomes pure energy. If the properties of the magic core are consistent with one's own properties, then there is no need to absorb energy between heaven and earth. Without going through this process, one can directly absorb the energy inside the magic core, which can save a lot of time in cultivation.
As Dolai walked, he sensed something and picked out three magic cores. He held two in one hand and one in the other, and absorbed the magic power inside with all his strength.
In fact, if he had enough magic cores, he could quickly pass through the early and middle stages of level three and enter the late stages.
But this is too difficult. The value of the magic core is a bit too high. For a large-scale force, it is okay to cultivate one or two such geniuses, but not more, not to mention that he is just one person.
However, the magic core in his hand was of level four, and the magic power was sufficient. Dolai only walked a short distance, and he felt that it was not in vain that he met these people. His magic power had been upgraded to the primary overflowing state, and the next step was the middle stage of level three.
He needs to find a place to retreat for a while.
After crossing the mountains in front of him, Duolai walked another level outside, and the safety factor was higher.
He stood on the top of the mountain, looked around, and found a cliff. There was a flat land in front of the cliff. So he moved his feet and controlled the wind element to float away.
Up here, there are no powerful creatures, so don't be too careful, just use whatever you need.
Coming to the platform, he carefully looked around and found nothing there. Dolai took out the tent, opened it, crawled in, and began to meditate in silence.
After level three, the bottlenecks between each small stage will become very obvious. There will be an invisible shackle in the sea of consciousness, blocking the way forward. In the early stage of level three, when promoted to the middle stage of level three, in addition to the further improvement of the storm element, the size of the sea of consciousness will also increase. What blocks the promotion is the size of the sea of consciousness.
The size of the storm element is considered very large among many meditation methods. Dolai has been practicing for more than a year, and the storm element has made his sea of consciousness much larger than that of others. However, in the early stage of the third level, he still experienced a long period of accumulation, and the size of his sea of consciousness was far from enough.
Now, he was ready to touch the magic core and expand the size of the storm element, thereby causing the sea of consciousness to expand again to accommodate more power.
This process is not difficult. You don’t need to comprehend anything. You just need to impact your sea of consciousness.
Dolai sank all his consciousness into the sea of consciousness and into the storm element. Soon, external magic power was infused into the storm element, and the power within the storm element began to become restless and rushed in all directions.
A layer of transparent film appeared in the boundless sea of consciousness, binding all his strength. It was thin but very resilient, and it expanded with the impact of the storm element, but it would not break.
Dolai continuously poured the power of the magic core into the storm element. Soon, the size of the storm element increased by one tenth compared to before. The powerful force pushed the membrane outward. He continued to increase his strength without slacking for a moment.
Finally, after reaching a certain extent, the film suddenly loosened and quickly disappeared, directly disappearing from Doley's perception.
The storm element expanded again, its body extended out, occupying the previous position and then expanding again.
Level three mid-term.
Dolai felt that his strength had improved a little, but the improvement was not significant.
At this moment, the energy flowing in from the outside world gradually decreased.
Not long after, Dolai opened his eyes and the magic core in his hand had become the size of a finger and turned black.
Dolai threw the magic core away and took out another one.
It suddenly occurred to him that if he used all the high-level potions to exchange for magic cores, he might be able to get a large number of magic cores, allowing him to quickly pass the third-level wizard stage.
Especially now that I have the super vitality potion on hand, it is effective against level seven, not to mention level six or so.
As long as the body is injured and it has not yet caused a fatal impact, the super vitality potion can heal it. Once this thing is taken out, it will be priced at a sky-high price. It can be used to make some money and exchange for a large number of magic cores.
There are actually quite a lot of magic cores in the human world. After all, where do all the magic cores from so many adventure groups, mercenary groups, and adventurers go? They end up in the hands of big families and large forces.
Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered how to use the super vitality potion.
This thing does not exist in this world, and I am the only one of its kind. If it were opened to injured masters of level five or level six, it should be able to be sold at a sky-high price.
Thinking of this, Dolai first thought of the Northwest Glory Wizard Alliance. Among them was a level six master who was beaten and almost unable to take care of himself.