Wizard, I Have Another World – Chapter 9

Chapter 9: Secret Potion

The fog dispersed, and starlight converged.

Karl’s figure appeared on the stone seat engraved with ancient patterns, filled with a sense of mystery.

Excitement, nervousness, urgency…, all kinds of emotions were suppressed by absolute rationality in an instant.

His expression was indifferent, his brown eyes calm, and he unhurriedly took out a booklet from his arms.

《Venomous Wolf Breathing Technique》!

Breathing techniques are divided into two types: ordinary and secret.

Ordinary breathing techniques can be cultivated by anyone, and as for the level of achievement, it all depends on the cultivator’s talent and opportunities.

Secret breathing techniques are also known as bloodline breathing techniques, and only those with specific bloodlines can cultivate them.

The Church’s Guardian Knights and the kingdom’s several ancient families all have their own secret breathing techniques.

Generally speaking, those who cultivate ordinary breathing techniques will achieve far less in the future than those who cultivate secret breathing techniques.

For those who cultivate ordinary breathing techniques, becoming a knight is already a sign of outstanding talent, and it is almost impossible to become a Grand Knight.

Let alone a Legendary Knight!

However, families that cultivate secret breathing techniques never lack top experts.

This is why, for centuries, the top echelons of the kingdom have been firmly controlled by several ancient families.

The Church, with its Holy Guardian Knights, is even more exalted.

From ancient times to the present, top knights have never been commoners.

“Life Seed!”

“Secret Potion?”

Opening the booklet, with the help of his exaggerated comprehension ability under absolute rationality, Karl quickly absorbed the essence of the Venomous Wolf Breathing Technique and confirmed that there was generally no problem with it.

The principle of the breathing technique is to condense a Life Seed in the human body through various means.

The Life Force contained in the Life Seed nourishes the physical body, allowing the cultivator’s strength, speed, and other aspects to far exceed the limits of ordinary people.

Ultimately reaching the point where they can resist tigers, tear apart wolves, and even rival the legendary ancient ferocious beasts.

And the Secret Potion is a means to assist cultivation.

Karl is not sure about other breathing techniques, but without the Secret Potion, one cannot even begin to cultivate the Venomous Wolf Breathing Technique. However, once one starts, the reliance on the Secret Potion will be greatly reduced until it is no longer needed.

Flipping to the records about the Secret Potion.

“A pair of fresh wolf eyeballs, fifty grams of wolf brain marrow, snake-patterned grass, the venom sac of a red jade spider…”

“No wonder it was so cheap!”

“Although these things are not rare, it’s almost impossible to gather them in Black City, where entry and exit are prohibited, so naturally, there’s no way to cultivate the breathing technique.”

Closing the booklet, Karl’s thoughts stirred, his body gradually fading as he returned to his residence in Signo City.

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The ingredients for the secret potion weren’t rare. They could all be bought on Rouen Street, just from many different shops.

Moreover, buying things like wolf eyeballs and brain matter individually was strange and would attract unwanted attention.

By the time Karl gathered everything, he had been busy for half a day, and the sun had begun to set in the west.

“Clang…”

“Plop!”

“Add water, and after the Red Jade Spider’s poison sac dissolves, add a wolf eyeball, pierce it with a needle…”

In the kitchen, Karl held a booklet in one hand, flipping to the section on making the secret potion, and following the instructions as he cooked.

Various herbs and special parts of unknown creatures were mixed together, tumbling in the boiling water.

A pungent smell diffused.

Especially after the poison sac dissolved, thick smoke billowed, and the entire kitchen was enveloped in a fog-like haze.

Karl was concentrating, not daring to be careless.

He wasn’t a qualified cook, and knew even less about potion combinations, so he could only mimic what was written.

“Um…”

Just then, a faint voice came from behind him:

“Baron Karl?”

“Mrs. Mary.” Karl paused his actions and turned to look.

“Is something the matter?”

“Oh!” Looking at the surroundings, he suddenly realized.

“Did I disturb you?”

“It’s fine, it’s nothing to me.” Mrs. Mary, his landlady, waved her hands hurriedly and said somewhat embarrassedly:

“It’s just… Jenny is about to take her singing troupe exam, could you keep the noise down?”

She added:

“If you need to do anything, just let me know.”

The kitchen’s chaotic noises, pungent smell, and billowing smoke made it hard to calm down.

“Right.” Karl patted his forehead.

“My mistake. I actually forgot about that. In that case…”

He thought for a moment and said:

“Let me finish what I’m doing, and next time I’ll change locations. Don’t worry, I won’t disturb Jenny.”

“Thank you, thank you!” Mary thanked him profusely.

“If it’s about cooking, you can just leave it to me. You don’t need to do it yourself.”

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“It’s not cooking.” Karl shook his head, refusing her help:

“I’ll be done soon.”

“Then… alright.”

Seeing Karl’s firm attitude, Mary had no choice but to retract her steps into the kitchen and retreat back to her room.

Mary’s husband had died early, and she did not take his surname. Her relatives were all lower-class commoners.

She had lived alone with her daughter for many years, and life had been difficult.

Now Jenny had the opportunity to join the Barrow Singing Troupe, and in the future, she might even be able to integrate into the noble class.

They certainly wouldn’t want to miss this opportunity.

Karl’s thoughts raced. Seeing that the Secret Potion was nearing completion, he hurriedly took out the prepared glass bottle and poured it in.

The dark red liquid rolled in the glass bottle. Sniffing it closely, there was a distinct smell of blood.

Secret Potion!

It was done.

And with such a large quantity, it was enough to be divided into three portions, which should be more than enough for cultivating the initial stage.

Mysterious Place.

Karl sat cross-legged, his body twisted into a strange posture, adjusting his breathing according to the technique’s instructions.

“Gulp…”

He swallowed a portion of the Secret Potion.

Not long after.

A layer of fine sweat appeared on his skin, the veins on his forehead and neck bulged, and his breathing became rapid.

Karl felt as if his blood was boiling, and his heartbeat seemed to be breaking through the constraints of his chest.

Blood surged through his body, and he could even hear a ‘whooshing’ sound.

Hungry!

Hungry!

So hungry!

He suddenly opened his eyes, stopped his actions, and quickly picked up the milk, meat patty, and jam that had been prepared.

Under absolute rationality, even though every cell in his body was rebelling, his expression remained unchanged.

As the nutrients from the food were absorbed, the feeling of hunger gradually subsided.

“The amount of three meals!”

“It seems that when cultivating the breathing technique, the digestive ability of the stomach will be greatly increased. To devour such a large amount of food so quickly, I don’t even feel bloated, and my mind feels more active.”

Standing up, Karl picked up the broadsword and swung it, a feeling of ease that surpassed the past welled up in his heart.

Strength,

had increased!

Just one attempt, the first cultivation, and he could already clearly feel his body changing.

“Swish!”

Vertical slash!

The broadsword stopped steadily.

Karl charged forward, holding the broadsword with both hands, the sword creating a gust of wind.

Fury Strike!

Iron Gate Stance!

Combat Technique ━ Gale Slash!

Three afterimages appeared out of thin air, crisscrossing through the void before him, faintly accompanied by a low sword whistle.

“Three afterimages?”

“Grandfather was naturally strong and could kill knight squires even without cultivating a breathing technique, but he could only slash out three afterimages.”

“I should be no worse than he was back then.”

Putting away the broadsword, Karl stroked his chin.

Under absolute rationality, he wouldn’t have an ecstatic expression; everything was calculated clearly.

But performing the Gale Swordsmanship this time was obviously much smoother than before.

In the past, performing swordsmanship was like a child wielding a large saber. Although he could do it, it was too strenuous.

It always felt a bit forced.

Now.

He no longer had that feeling.

“Knight Squire!”

“I can now be considered a Knight Squire!”