In the end, he didn't go to Froste's hut. After all, it was Froste's territory, and they didn't know what Froste was up to.
Instead, they chose to go to Dark Castle's Soul Realm.
Sunders, Isabelle, and Kimberly were all gathered in a luxurious hall.
Froste didn't mind their presence, nor did he chase them away. Instead, he took out a strange-looking hollow bottle and placed it on the table.
A fresh and leisurely fragrance wafted out from the hollow body of the bottle.
Kimberly smelled the fragrance at the tip of her nose and seemed to have discovered something. She couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Is this the natural cardamom of the Cyclone World?"
Froste nodded and looked a little surprised. "Yes, it's cardamom. But cardamom was discovered and developed by an aromatherapy alchemist in recent years. I thought the southern wizardry region hadn't heard about it yet.
"Actually, I used Manda Plane to return to the southern wizardry region not long ago. I was lucky enough to smell a sample of cardamom at the Fragrance Tasting Fair in Xiangyue Federation. " Kimberly looked pleased. "But at that time, I smelled the fragrance of cardamom with other ingredients. Your fragrance is more comfortable and elegant. It should be a natural fragrance."
Froste nodded with a smile.
Kimberly saw everyone looking at her in confusion and explained, "Cardamom is a strange sub-type of wind found in the Cyclone World. It's about to evolve into an elemental lifeform. It was discovered by Master Bitter Alchemist who refined it.
"Cardamom has a very powerful effect.
"I was lucky enough to smell it once. At first, I didn't feel anything special. But that night, I felt my mana pool expanding greatly. Not only did my mana pool increase, but my mana also became purer," Kimberly said. "It's an immediate effect, and it doesn't do any harm to my body.
"Cardamom already has such an effect. This bottle contains natural cardamom, which should be even more effective."
After Kimberly finished speaking, everyone was in disbelief.
Kimberly was already a rank 2 truth-finder wizard, and even her mana pool had expanded. The effects of this potion were simply too overpowered!
However, compared to the effect of Cardamom, what surprised them more was that Froste took out a bottle of Cardamom without a care!
If Kimberly hadn't explained, no one would have known that the effect of Koufeng was so amazing.
Froste shrugged and said, "The effect of Gust is not bad, but it is limited to wizards below level 3."
His meaning was clear. To me, this was just a small toy.
Everyone had originally guessed that Froste had already surpassed Level 3 and reached the Mythic rank. Now, although no one asked, they were even more certain of this conclusion.
Only Magi who had reached a higher level would not care about such "small things".
"Well, let's just say this is Angor's reward for telling me his story. Do you mind if I call you Angor? "Froste looked at Angor.
Of course, Angor did not mind.
The others, especially Isabella, were a bit disappointed by Froste's words. Froste never asked for anyone's name, which meant Angor was more important to him, even if Angor was the weakest among them.
What made Isabella even more annoyed was that Angor was the only reason why they could enjoy such a powerful Cardamom. Didn't that mean they owed Angor a favor out of nowhere?
Isabella was not happy about it, but she was seriously injured. Besides, she might be facing a legendary wizard, so she did not dare to act rashly. She lowered her head and cursed in her mind while enjoying the comfort of the Cardamom.
"As I said, I once followed a great alchemist," Froste said as he looked at Angor. When Froste talked about the person he used to follow, his eyes flashed with nostalgia and longing. "He was an alchemist who had reached the Realm of Mystery."
No one was too surprised to hear this. It made sense that such a powerful wizard would follow a Mystery alchemist.
"She used to craft Mystery items herself, and she also participated in the creation of several Mystery items. She could be said to be very experienced. Yet, even with that being the case, she still ended up failing when refining a certain mysterious item. The consequence of her failure was her disappearance. Literally, she vanished from the world. No one knows if she's still alive or not.
"I've been looking for her outside over the years, but I haven't found any clues. I've also gone to a super-level alchemy organization to check some information. Basically, I can confirm that she has fallen into an unknown and vast space. The possibility of her returning is close to zero because no one in history has ever returned."
A mysterious Alchemist was trapped in a Vision Space? A strange space created by an alchemy omen?
Froste looked at Angor and asked, "So, I'm really curious. Your alchemy failed. How come nothing happened to you?"
Froste's gaze was very calm, unlike other Magi who would faintly emit an aura of might. Sometimes, they would even give off a sense of distance, as if they were unreachable.
Froste looked like an ordinary mortal who was talking to Angor face to face.
The elegant fragrance of cardamom, the quiet and bright hall, and Froste's calm eyes all created a kind of atmosphere that made people want to talk.
Everyone, including Isabelle and Sunders, quieted down and allowed Angor to take charge of the topic.
Even though Isabelle knew what happened, only Angor himself knew the details of the process.
Angor took a moment to think about what he should say and recalled the dangerous and exciting night.
He didn't describe the omen he saw in the outside world, nor did he talk about the details of his alchemy. What he wanted to talk about was his spiritual experience.
"When I was at a certain point in the refinement process, I suddenly had an epiphany. At that time, I had a feeling that if I followed this epiphany in the refinement process, there would be unexpected gains …"
"… Then the Mystery spirit showed up. The cloud of souls condensed into a dark shadow …"
While Angor was immersed in his recollection, the others also listened attentively. After all, they didn't have the chance to experience something like this on the Path of Mystery. But at that moment, Froste suddenly interrupted, "Stop. What did you just say?"
"The cloud of souls condensed into a dark shadow?"
"Before that."
"The Mystery spirit showed up?" Angor was confused.
Froste couldn't believe his ears. "How is that possible?! The mysterious item you're refining is on the path of a Mysterious Spirit? Fine. That's one way to create a Mystery item. Prelude to Rebirth is a Soul Manipulator item, so it's understandable that it has a Mystery spirit. But why would it appear? Are you sure it really showed up? "
Froste's words were somewhat incoherent, but he was full of doubts and suspicions.
"Yes, it did." Angor didn't know why Froste was so surprised. "The cloud of souls in the sky kept shrinking until it turned into a dark soul …"
The dark soul was about three meters tall. Angor couldn't see its face clearly. It had a pair of huge bull horns on its head, a pair of black wings, and a black trident in its hand. Just from the silhouette alone, she looked like a female demon from the abyss.
The strange soul suppressed all the undead creatures as soon as it showed up.
The more Angor described, the more complicated Froste's expression became.
After a while, Froste sighed deeply and gave Angor a strange look. "Now I know why you're fine. You didn't suffer any disasters, and you didn't die either."
Everyone looked at Froste, waiting for him to speak.
"Because …"
"You've already refined it!"
That's why you didn't suffer any disasters.
Froste's words were filled with disbelief and envy. Countless alchemists in the Origin World had risked their lives to fight for that tiny chance of entering the Realm of Mystery. But who would have thought that a Level-3 Apprentice … A Level-3 Apprentice, who might have been even weaker a few years ago, would recklessly walk to a height that others would never be able to reach in their lifetime without any guidance from others.
Froste was planning to tell Angor to leave the southern wizardry region and go to the origin world to learn more about alchemy. That way, Angor's future would be brighter. But he didn't expect Angor to have already reached such a height.
"Is the 'laissez-faire' theory from Greenwald Spell Academy right? It's easier to gain more inspiration and achieve greater achievements?"
While Froste was deep in thought, he suddenly remembered something.
"Although I don't know how you managed to break through the Vision Space created by the Alchemy Omen, since you've already crossed this step and the Mysterious Spirit has already appeared, it means that you've already succeeded in refining it. Why did the Half-step mystical Prelude to Reincarnation appear in the end? What happened after that? "
According to Froste's calculations, there was only one possible reason for Prelude to Rebirth's failure: something went wrong with the final step.
If this path was subdivided into a hundred steps, the first ninety-nine steps would be rough and bumpy.
In other words, the last step was the smoothest. As long as the Mystery spirit could fuse with Prelude to Rebirth, the task would be completed. This step was basically a suicide mission.
But this step had actually gone wrong?!
What happened?
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