CHAPTER 51: CHAPTER 51: WHITE SAGE HEALING POTION

Herag held the wooden tray, feeling all the coldness being dispelled from his body, and the operation of Magic Power no longer felt obscure.

Ribbit! Ribbit!

The toad crawled over, and as it approached, a look of fear appeared on Shivara’s face.

The toad crawled to Herag’s feet, looked up, and croaked to him.

Herag didn’t understand what it was trying to say, but he sensed that the toad seemed to have no malice toward him.

The toad sniffed humanly, then turned to stare at Shivara.

Shivara’s black hair instantly stood on end, as if it had been electrocuted.

Ribbit!

With a croak, the toad began to crawl towards Shivara, who began to back away in terror.

Shivara crawled backward at a surprisingly fast speed, no longer slow as before.

The toad, however, moved forward leisurely, its eyes fixed on Shivara.

The world around Herag suddenly turned black and white, with flowers, grass, and trees losing all color.

At this moment, the toad, in a blink, had swallowed Shivara whole, with a bunch of black hair frantically trying to crawl out of its mouth.

Cracks began to appear in the space around; Herag watched as everything around him developed cracks like broken glass.

The toad turned back to look at Herag and croaked once more.

A breeze passed by, and Herag smelled the scent of forest plants and heard the sound of insects in the nearby bushes.

He looked around and found the grass and trees nearby had regained their color, no longer the black-and-white world.

"This place..." Herag realized he was standing right where he had noticed the anomaly.

He ran over to where Lune and the others had been devoured, finding no trace left on the ground, and the three human skins had disappeared.

"Such a pity, Lune probably had some good stuff on him." Herag had wanted to search Lune and the others’ corpses.

But then he thought, being able to escape was already lucky enough, what’s the point of searching for things?

The strange toad, Shivara popping out of nowhere, and that eerie space—Herag was clueless about all these, filled with questions in his mind.

He looked at the wooden tray in his hand, which had returned to its usual appearance, no longer emitting a faint yellow glow.

"This should depict the Sixth Ring Tower, but what kind of existence is the Sixth Ring Tower really?"

After entering Moonlight Forest, Herag had once searched the first floor of the library for related materials but found no information about the Sixth Ring Tower.

He didn’t know whether Moonlight Forest had no records or if the relevant materials were stored on higher levels in the library, inaccessible with his current permissions.

Herag temporarily put aside these doubts in his mind and quickly fled Moonlight Forest.

For a while, he wouldn’t be returning here, primarily because the reason for Shivara’s appearance wasn’t clear—this was a demon from the Abyss Plane; how could it be mysteriously pursuing three wizards from Green Cottage?

Moreover, Lune and the others died here, on Moonlight Forest’s territory.

Wizards have many methods, and Green Cottage would likely know where these three vanished. At that time, Moonlight Forest wouldn’t be able to explain what happened to these three, and it might be assumed Green Cottage was deliberately looking for trouble.

But given Moonlight Forest’s usual style, it likely wouldn’t explain anything, causing considerable friction between the two sides.

When that happens, Moonlight Forest, as the border area, would become quite unstable, and as a First-Class Wizard Apprentice, he didn’t need to get involved.

Upon returning to Moonlight Forest, Herag first went to the transaction hall to exchange over one hundred and seventy Sleeping Mushrooms for Magic Stones.

Andrew was still at the window; he was quite surprised to see Herag producing so many Sleeping Mushrooms.

However, the look in Andrew’s eyes became more peculiar, as if he wanted to say something but never did.

It wasn’t until Herag left with seventeen Magic Stones that Andrew muttered in the direction of the doorway, "Could it be he killed them..."

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Herag wandered around the town for a while and found a shop selling herbs.

The owner was a middle-aged man with layers of cloth wrapped around his head, holding a basket of herbs at the door, seemingly trying to air them out in the good weather.

"Owner, do you have White Peony Root, Beetroot, Golden Bell Flower, these herbs?" Herag asked as he stepped forward.

The owner smiled, "You might as well ask for the raw materials of White Sage Healing Potion, two Magic Stones per set of raw materials."

After chatting with the owner for a while, Herag discovered that some common Magic Potions generally had sets of raw materials for sale; there was no need to buy each herb separately.

Raw materials for White Sage Healing Potion cost two Magic Stones; the finished product’s market price was five Magic Stones.

If every set of raw materials could successfully be used to make potions, there would be a profit of three Magic Stones.

The demand for White Sage Healing Potion was high and easily sold.

Five Magic Stones were somewhat expensive for the average Wizard Apprentice, but they were necessary.

White Sage Healing Potion can heal most common injuries and is essential for wizards who frequently go out on missions.

Since Herag couldn’t go to Moonlight Forest anymore, he lost an important source of Magic Stones.

In his current weak state, many missions were too dangerous for him; he had to consider other ways to earn Magic Stones.

Herag considered the current situation comprehensively and thought that alchemy was a good way to earn Magic Stone.

For others, unless they specialize in Magic Potion, the success rate of alchemy is very low.

They wouldn’t even consider earning money through alchemy, hoping not to lose money.

But Herag had Shenlan Assistance, which could significantly increase his success rate in alchemy.

"Owner, I’d like ten sets of White Sage Healing Potion raw materials." Herag, who only had twenty-two Magic Stones, spent almost everything on the raw materials.

The owner was somewhat surprised, "Ten sets? Alright."

He could almost guess that Herag wanted to earn money through alchemy. He’s encountered many such Wizard Apprentices, and usually, they end up losing.

But he wouldn’t say it aloud; for him, making money was all that mattered.

After buying the raw materials, Herag went to the flea market to buy some second-hand cauldrons, test tubes, beakers, balances, and other alchemical equipment.

These things were cheap; Herag used a single Gold Coin to buy two sets of equipment.

After returning home, Herag cleaned out a room specially for alchemy.

He took out a yellow ear from his Space Ring, chanting a few syllables.

The ear floated up, then started moving through the room in all directions.

The ear had a powerful suction force in its eardrum, sucking all the dust and debris from the room.

This was a common tool for wizards to clean rooms, called the Clear Ear.

Nobody knows where things sucked into the Clear Ear end up; once inside, they’re never found again, so before using it, one needs to put away all useful items in the room.