Of course, these weren't things that Han Shuo could do at the moment. Han Shuo found the simplest way to refine it, and found seven white bone spurs from an unknown magical beast in the warehouse. He then stuck them into the barrel according to the "Magical Yin Concentration Matrix".
Han Shuo's heart suddenly relaxed when he saw the seven whirlpools appear. He knew that his messy messing around had actually succeeded. Although he didn't know what would become of the Little Skull in the end, Han Shuo was already at ease. He meditated for a while and slowly fell into a deep sleep.
At this moment, Han Shuo suddenly stood up with a loud "Ugh!" and Carey's right foot came flying over, kicking Han Shuo in the chest. Han Shuo cried out in pain and grabbed Carey's right leg with both hands, lifting it up. Carey cried out and fell to the side, his body crashing into another stone statue. He grimaced in pain.
When Carey and Borg came over, Han Shuo cried out in pain and flailed his arms and legs wildly. Although his body had taken a few punches and kicks, Carey and Borg didn't have it easy either. They were also hit by Han Shuo's random attacks.
"Ah, my head hurts!" Han Shuo hugged his head and squatted on the ground, his body shaking with a pained expression. Jack had originally wanted to go clean the lab, but when he saw Han Shuo doing this again, his heart skipped a beat. He stood there motionless, looking at Han Shuo expectantly.
Han Shuo took advantage of the dead of night to sneakily return to the cabin. Carefully closing the door, Han Shuo put down the barrel and placed the Little Skull inside. He then tossed in some messy low level magical beast blood, bone powder, lizard tail, and other materials. He then poured in a bucket of water. The contents of the wooden barrel were all mixed together and looked very ugly. Only the Little Skull's skull could be seen, and it was at a loss as to what was going on.
After a long while, he suddenly remembered a method to refine demonic treasures. Han Shuo remembered that he had only been learning necromancy magic for a short time, and had only summoned a weak Little Skull. Since that was the case, he decided to test it out on the Little Skull first.
Closing his eyes, Han Shuo thought for a while, slowly going through Chu Canglan's knowledge on refining demonic treasures. Apart from various materials, special formations were needed to be set up in order to refine demonic treasures, as well as the most basic magical yuan of a demonic practitioner. It would take a few days or months to refine according to a special method. Some particularly powerful demonic treasures would even take years to refine.
He stuck the seven bone spurs into the barrel as a substitute for the yin demon, then squatted down in the barrel and tried to circulate the magical yuan to his right middle finger. He abruptly stabbed his finger into the center of the seven bone spurs. Although the seven bone spurs were substitutes, they could actually absorb a bit of magical yuan if they were arranged in the right way.
Some special demonic treasures required very demanding and complex materials, and no one knew if they existed in this world. Han Shuo didn't care. He randomly assembled the materials needed to refine demonic treasures and did as he thought. He got up and returned to the laboratory, where he took out a small barrel that no one was using, and some necromancy materials that the students hadn't finished using. Han Shuo didn't know the names of those materials.
That night, when he returned to the small wooden hut and was about to habitually meditate, he suddenly remembered the mysterious records on refining demonic treasures that old lunatic Chu Canglan had left in his mind. He thought to himself that although the demonic arts he practiced and the necromancy magic he was learning now belonged to two different worlds, they both belonged to the path of evil, and there seemed to be some similarities. He wondered if he could combine them.
When Han Shuo began to seriously recall his memories with a frown, he discovered that although Chu Canglan had left behind many memories, most of them felt hazy and indistinct when he tried to recall them. It was as if he was looking at something through a thin, blurry piece of paper, and couldn't see everything clearly.
Han Shuo was used to being beaten up. Add to that the fact that the magical yuan had transformed his body through the "solid" circulation method, he was able to completely withstand the punches of Carey and Borg. His physical strength had also improved, and Carey and Borg's faces were red and blue when their fists danced in the air. They looked much more wretched than Han Shuo.
After studying "The Foundations of Necromancy" during this period of time, Han Shuo understood that his mental strength was very weak. He would focus on meditation every day when he returned to the small wooden hut. Little Skull was the weakest dark creature in the other dimension. Its intelligence was so low that it could only act according to the summoner's orders. Under Han Shuo's orders, Little Skull stayed in the small wooden hut during the day, and only went to dispose of the garbage bags late at night.
"Brian, I didn't believe them when they said you were crazy, but now even I believe them. You're really — crazy!" Jack twisted his chubby neck, shook his head, and sighed when he saw Han Shuo's face full of infatuation and his big talk about taking care of Fanny.
In the next few days, Han Shuo's head didn't hurt anymore. For some reason, Bach didn't immediately seek revenge on Han Shuo. Han Shuo and Jack both gave up on Carey and Borg's missions. Last time, they couldn't beat Han Shuo alone, so they didn't have anything to say now. They obediently did what they were supposed to do in the first place.
He praised repeatedly as he ate, "Tsk tsk, it's delicious indeed. This fight wasn't for nothing. Here, I just borrowed half a loaf of bread from you, and now I'm returning you a box of exquisite pastries. You've earned big this time! "
I even dared to beat up Bach, not to mention you two idiots. Han Shuo still clutched his head in pain, but a hint of a grim smile appeared on his lips.
After an indeterminate amount of time, seven miniature whirlpools suddenly appeared in the water with the seven bone spurs as the center.
"Eh, those are the pastries that Bach used to curry favor with Lisa. Haha, we're so lucky, I haven't tasted the delicacies of nobles yet!" Han Shuo saw that Bach was in a hurry to leave and didn't take the pastries with him. He immediately sprinted over and picked up the two boxes of exquisite pastries without another word. He started munching on them without a second thought.
"Ha, this was a great fight. Jack, we don't have to do Carey and Borg's work anymore. If they dare bully you again, tell me, I'll beat them to death! "
"Good, Brian, you actually dared to fight back. Borg, let's go together and teach this kid a good lesson today!" Carey crawled up with a pained cry and charged at Han Shuo again, yelling at Borg to attack together.
To refine a yin demon, one must first have a "nether spirit". A person who died unjustly would be buried in a place of extreme yin after death. Only if the soul was unwilling to leave could it become a "nether spirit". Refining a "nether spirit" into a "yin demon" required some special methods. Naturally, Han Shuo couldn't do it at the moment.
Borg smiled when he saw Carey charge at Han Shuo. He thought that Han Shuo was courting death. Little did he know that Han Shuo had taken a kick, but it looked like Carey was in an even worse state.
Just as Han Shuo and Jack finished eating the exquisite pastries and couldn't help but sigh at the deliciousness of the taste, two slightly older servants suddenly walked over from behind. They were holding brooms in their hands and were shouting at Han Shuo and Jack, urging Han Shuo and Jack to hurry up and clean up the laboratory.
The "Yin Demon Concentration Matrix" was a kind of magical cultivation matrix in Chu Canglan's memories. The correct method was to first refine seven "yin demons" and form a matrix with the seven "yin demons". The magical essence of the refiner would be injected into the matrix, and the seven "yin demons" would firmly condense the magical essence of the refiner within the matrix according to the matrix. They would then slowly dissolve the materials used to refine the demonic treasure bit by bit and then infiltrate the main materials. The demonic treasure would be considered complete after thirty-six days of refining with the help of the magical yuan.
"I don't care if you're crazy or pretending to be crazy. If you dare disobey, I'll beat you until you do!" Carey's temper was even worse. He took three large strides over and raised his right leg to kick at Han Shuo's crouching body.
"Ha, you're not going? Brian, have you really gone mad? You even dare disobey Master Borg's words? Do you want me to beat you awake? "Borg clenched his right hand into a fist and sneered at Han Shuo.
"I'm not going!" Han Shuo ignored him. He'd long since wanted to give up. Now that his body felt sturdy and he hadn't suffered any losses in the fight with Bach just now, his confidence was greatly boosted. He inwardly thought that he'd just eaten and his stomach just so happened to be a bit bloated. If they didn't know what was good for them, another fight would help with digestion.
At this moment, Han Shuo also felt a bit strange. He felt that after coming to the Profound Continent, his appetite had increased due to his training in demonic yuan. His personality seemed to have become a bit bolder. Not only did he dare to do things that he clearly didn't dare to do in the past, he even had more and more desires for them.
These two errand boys were in their twenties and over 1.7 meters tall. They were called Borg and Carey. Over the years, they'd often bullied Brian and Jack by relying on their greater strength. They'd even forcefully pushed some of the tasks that should have been theirs to do to Brian and Jack. For example, the task of cleaning the laboratory should have been theirs.
"But this is Bach's!" "I beat him up, so it's mine now!"
The three errand boys fought wildly at the intersection without any sort of strategy. As they fought, Carey and Borg felt more and more pain all over their bodies, and their strength grew weaker and weaker. Han Shuo's body ached slightly, but he actually felt very comfortable, as if he had an inexhaustible amount of energy. He actually fought more and more freely. In the end, it was actually Han Shuo who chased after Carey and Borg, and then the two of them ran away in defeat.
Jack: "…"
Pointing at his chest, Han Shuo said cockily, "Because I have a brave heart!"
The first thing that was needed to refine a demonic treasure was materials. Since he was just experimenting for fun, Han Shuo used the Little Skull as the main material. The useless blood, bone powder, and lizard tails from the warehouse became the supplementary materials for the demonic treasure.
At this moment, little fatty Jack looked at Han Shuo with adoration and tugged at Han Shuo, laughing heartily, "Brian, you're so amazing now! You actually beat Carey and Borg away by yourself! How did you do it?"
"Brian, Jack, you two should be cleaning the laboratory at this time. You haven't even finished cleaning the statues yet. If you cause us to be punished, then you two brats are finished!"
Now that he had Little Skull to help him throw out the trash in the morning, and he didn't have to do much for Carey and Borg, Han Shuo suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. Han Shuo didn't continue to ask Jack to "borrow" other magic tomes during this time. He obediently studied the "Foundations of Necromancy" and prepared to build a solid foundation first.
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