Chương 366: Six Consecutive Flights, the God of War in the Mining Tunnel

Inside the lounge on the second floor of the training hall in the Hall of Prayer for Light.

Roland held the bottle of biochemical serum in one hand and pinched Jenny's chin with the other, her smile a mixture of shyness and lewdness.

"Little Jenny, it's time to take your medicine."

"Come on, open your mouth."

Jenny was forced to sit on the sofa, her expression hesitant.

"Miss Roland, are you really okay? Your expression looks a little scary."

"It's definitely fine. Ms. Shu upstairs has already tried it for you. My honey water is extremely nourishing."

"Honey water? But didn't you just say it was some kind of sublimation potion?"

Jenny weakly retorted.

Roland's expression changed, and she coughed twice.

"Ahem, a slip of the tongue."

"In short, this is a very important thing."

"Miss Jenny, just one bite, and your whole life will be changed in an instant."

Roland made a gesture as if she were flying.

Jenny was exasperated, feeling that Roland was like an evil peddler selling illegal potions in the slums.

Sigh... Miss Roland likes to act silly when she's happy.

If it weren't for her lewd smile, given her trust in Roland, she would have obediently opened her mouth and drunk the potion long ago.

Jenny thought to herself, but obediently opened her little mouth and swallowed the sticky sublimation potion.

"How's it going? Can you feel it?"

Roland looked at Jenny nervously.

Before this, only Lady Tree had taken the Ascension Potion.

The tree spirits of the Hanging Gardens were former Quasi-Saints. Although their combat power was terrible, they were still Quasi-Saints.

I wonder what changes would occur if an ordinary person like Jenny drank it.

Jenny, as if constipated, squeezed her eyes shut to feel the sensation, and answered hesitantly.

"Um... does it count as 'it tastes really good'?"

"Ha, no other effects?"

As Roland frowned and was about to pick up a bottle to examine it, Jenny's face suddenly flushed red.

"etc!"

"Miss Roland, I think... I think I'm having a reaction."

Jenny began to stutter, then her body trembled, her eyes rolled back, and she screamed.

"Oh my god, magic... magic has entered my body! I can absorb extra magic now!"

Because Jenny was improving her talent from scratch, her reaction was much stronger than Ms. Tree's; she rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue, which was quite unseemly.

At that moment, the magic in the air began to flow towards Jenny.

Although faint, it was enough to show that the medicine was effective.

Roland reminded her.

"Jenny, try meditation."

Jenny took a breath, immediately lay down on the sofa, and tried to enter a meditative state.

A full quarter of an hour passed before she opened her eyes in surprise. A tiny magical force condensed at her fingertips, wriggling back and forth between her fingers like a maggot.

The magic looked like maggots, and in fact, it was just as weak as maggots, but Jenny was completely overwhelmed with joy.

She suddenly stood up, clapped her hands, laughed, and said:

"Hey! Great! I did it!"

"I can cultivate now!"

Jenny laughed, then fell backward without warning, her jaw clenched.

Roland was startled and quickly ran behind Jenny, spreading her arms to stop Jenny from falling.

A pair of soft, full breasts nestled against the back of Jenny's head, enveloping her in a sweet, milky fragrance.

"Hey, Jenny, calm down. It's just opening a spiritual root, why are you getting so worked up?"

Jenny didn't understand what spiritual roots were.

However, Roland often used strange words, which she had gotten used to, and she guessed that it referred to "cultivation talent".

She could no longer hold back her tears and wept with joy.

"Waaah, thank you, Miss Roland."

"Waaaaaah, Mommy!"

……

Roland spent some time comforting Jenny.

After Jenny calmed down, Roland picked up the wooden basket on the table and solemnly handed it to Jenny.

"Jenny, could you please pass on these five bottles of Ascension Potions to someone else for me?"

"Rene, Alice, Nightingale, and the Cat Mai sisters are the core of our church."

"Our group will grow larger and larger in the future, and as the core, each of us must improve our combat effectiveness."

Jenny looked at the five bottles of potions in the basket and hesitated.

"Miss Roland, have you forgotten about the Tree Lady of the Hanging Gardens?"

"Shu Nana, she's already drunk three bottles. The more of this stuff you drink, the less effective it becomes; the marginal effect is very obvious."

Roland answered casually, as if she were talking about a trivial matter.

Jenny almost spat it out.

Three bottles left?!

Jenny looked at Roland in horror, then looked down at the oak basket she was carrying.

There are five bottles in the basket.

Including the bottle I drank, that makes a total of nine bottles!

Jenny asked hesitantly.

"Miss Roland, do you have a way to mass-produce this Ascension Potion?"

As Jenny said this, she felt her heart trembling.

The reason why there are so many cultists, human alchemy experiments, and blood sacrifices to the Blood God in the world is simply to gain cultivation talent.

If news of this enhanced potion were to leak out, even Thranduil might not be able to protect Roland.

No, Thranduil might even become an enemy coveting Roland.

Roland chuckled.

How could sublimation potions be mass-produced?

This thing not only requires 500, 000 faith points, but also requires stirring and agitating with a hook core to produce the raw materials.

She resisted the urge to spend money on these few potions, saving up faith points for two whole months.

With the added cost of reactivating her personal version of the Radiant Mark, she is now penniless again.

Oh no, it should be called "poor girl".

She patted Jenny on the shoulder.

"How could an Ascended Potion be mass-produced? But I've done my best to give you a few to prepare."

"This thing is extremely precious, so you must keep it a secret."

Jenny nodded vigorously, a sense of confusion rising within her.

"Miss Roland, why don't you personally deliver such a precious potion to Renee and the others?"

"They will be very happy and will like you a lot."

Roland's smile froze slightly, and her tone became subtle.

"Well, because I used up a lot of energy making potions yesterday, I'm feeling quite tired today and it's not convenient for me to travel around."

"I'm going back to the church to rest in a bit, so I'll have to trouble you to deliver the goods."

Upon hearing this, Jenny looked at her closely and indeed found that Roland's legs were somewhat sore and weak, her face was rosy, and her eyes had a slightly dazed look.

She resembled a large, languid, and beautiful cat after indulging in pleasure.

Jenny, who had no experience with alchemy, did not notice the flaw in Roland's words and tenderly supported Roland's arm.

"Miss Roland, you've worked hard."

"Shall I cook some red bean soup for you tonight?"

"No need," Roland said, both amused and exasperated.

"Just take care of the delivery for me."

"Remember, make sure everyone drinks it in a safe place. Their reaction won't be as strong as yours. The main reason is to prevent the secret of the sublimation potion from being exposed."

"It's best to drink in the rooftop gardens; that's the safest place in the church."

"Also, remember to cultivate diligently after you finish drinking. Make good use of the magic array in the Hall of Lightbearers. We've really gotten a good deal."

Roland went on and on about a whole bunch of things.

Jenny, supporting Roland, turned her head to look at the beautiful fox girl who was giving her instructions like a mother, and a sense of foreboding suddenly welled up in her heart.

She unconsciously increased the pressure on her palm.

"Miss Roland, why do you sound like you're entrusting family matters before you leave?"

"Are you going to leave the capital?"

Roland looked at Jenny in astonishment.

Jenny looked like a little daughter who depended on her mother, which made Roland chuckle.

"Hahaha, how could I possibly leave the capital?" Roland winked and pointed out the window, "Outside, cunning villains crawl all over the place, eyeing this fox like wolves and tigers."

"If I leave the capital, my big ass will probably be fucked raw the next second."

Even if Roland were to die of boredom and jump off the Hanging Gardens, she would never leave the capital even a fraction of a step!