25: Chapter 25 Meditation
"One piece of magical beast Wolf Skin."
"One jar of magical beast blood."
"One transcendent crystal core."
"Three stalks of Hemolysis Grass."
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"Three flowers of Qi-Stabilizing Flower."
"Ten centimeters of Regeneration Vine."
"Thirty centimeters of Hundred-Year Tree Heart."
"Chicken Blood Vine..."
After completely removing all traces of blood and scent from their bodies, Mo Bai, along with Yang Hao and Zhou Rin, found a clearing. He then proceeded to inventory the items from the bundle one by one.
The more he counted, the happier he became.
Every single material was one he had seen with the black-robed man.
He just needed to prepare some tools, and then he could completely replicate the black-robed man's potion.
He had seen it clearly back then, remembering every detail without the slightest error.
What made Mo Bai even more delighted was that piece of magical beast Wolf Skin and that crystal core. However... "Why does this Wolf Skin look a bit familiar?"
Mo Bai looked left and right, and the more he looked, the more it resembled the magical beast wolf he had killed before.
He couldn't help but pick up the crystal core to examine it.
"Wind Blade Technique?"
"Uh..."
"Got excited for nothing. I thought I could get a new Magic Spell Model."
Mo Bai smacked his lips.
"Didn't he give away an earth element crystal core before? How come it's a wind element one now?
Could it be that after getting the new materials, he just continued experimenting directly with the wind element crystal core?
No way, no way?"
"Wait..."
Mo Bai took a deep breath, recalling the three types of Elemental Power he had sensed within that man's body. He was momentarily speechless.
"What a slapdash operation. What a reckless approach."
"But then again, this guy managed to survive all that... What kind of innate divine physique is this?"
Mo Bai couldn't help but feel a surge of curiosity.
After some thought, he set down this wind element crystal core and turned to look at Yang Hao and Zhou Rin.
"Excluding weapons, these are all the spoils. These..."
Before Mo Bai could finish, Zhou Rin spoke directly.
"I don't want it. Yang Hao doesn't want it either, Brother Mo. Giving these to us would be a waste.
Besides, you provided the lead and did most of the work.
We don't want any of it."
Zhou Rin's words were incredibly sincere, without a hint of falsehood, as if he were pounding his chest while speaking.
Hearing this, Mo Bai rubbed his head and turned to look at Yang Hao.
"He... has always been like this?"
"At least he's not a bad person."
Yang Hao said somewhat sheepishly, suddenly regretting knowing Zhou Rin.
Meanwhile, Zhou Rin just kept chuckling happily, but Mo Bai didn't give him a chance to speak.
"Two options. First, we split everything now, half for us, half for you two.
Second, these materials can most likely be used to concoct a potion, perhaps allowing someone to attempt transcendence.
But I don't know how yet; I need time to research. If you choose this option, regardless of how much potion is finally made, I will give each of you at most one vial."
Mo Bai had watched the black-robed man concoct the potion and had a rough idea of the required quantities.
These materials could probably produce around twenty vials of potion.
But after accounting for losses during the research process, regardless of how much is made, the remainder belongs to him as added value of his knowledge.
He wouldn't give it away casually; after all, their relationship wasn't that close yet.
"The second."
"The second."
Both chose the second option without hesitation.
"Good, then I'll keep these materials for now."
After putting away all the materials, Mo Bai took out that piece of magical beast Wolf Skin.
This Wolf Skin was relatively intact. After simple cutting, it yielded six pieces of beast skin about the size of A4 paper. The remaining scraps were placed into Mo Bai's backpack.
Seeing these cut pieces of beast skin, both of them immediately thought of the previous magic scroll and shuddered, their eyes widening.
However, immediately after, Zhou Rin nudged Yang Hao and said to Mo Bai.
"Brother Mo, Yang Hao and I will scout the surroundings. I'm afraid people from the Great Axe Gang might be tracking us.
I'll keep watch for you."
Yang Hao was initially a bit stunned, but after being nudged by Zhou Rin, he suddenly understood.
"No need. Watch, it's nothing to hide."
While organizing the cut beast skins, Mo Bai took out his bone pen, turned to look at Yang Hao.
"Want to learn? I can teach you."
"Really?"
Yang Hao's eyes lit up.
Hearing this, Zhou Rin's eyes also lit up.
"Can I? Can I?"
"Yes, you can. If you're willing to follow me, then I'll teach you."
"No problem, Brother Mo. If you tell me to go east, I won't dare go west; if you tell me to chase dogs, I won't dare catch chickens."
Zhou Rin pounded his chest as he spoke.
Yang Hao's face flushed slightly, and he nodded heavily.
"Mmhmm."
Mo Bai smiled, pointed at the beast skin, and signaled for them to watch closely.
"Whether it's spells or magic scrolls, the underlying principle is actually the same.
That is, constructing a Magic Spell Model, mobilizing Elemental Power to build the Magic Spell Model, and finally releasing the spell.
Direct release uses Spiritual Power to directly construct the Magic Spell Model. Making a magic scroll involves using various materials to construct and stabilize the Magic Spell Model.
This yields a Magic Spell Model that can be activated at any time; that's a magic scroll.
And the materials for magic scrolls..."
Mo Bai's voice echoed across the clearing, unhurried and measured, as he narrated methodically.
Yang Hao listened and nodded. He was initially a bit shy, but once he got into it, he occasionally asked a question.
As for Zhou Rin, he started off pretending to nod along, but within moments, he began to feel drowsy.
When Mo Bai asked them to try visualizing the overall structure and details of the Wind Blade Technique's Magic Spell Model in their minds, Zhou Rin ended up falling sound asleep while thinking about it.
The sudden sound of snoring made Yang Hao sheepishly cover his face, then he sharply poked him.
"Huh?"
"Huh?"
Zhou Rin suddenly shook and immediately reacted.
"Ahem, Brother Mo, shouldn't a mage have many followers from melee professions?
I defend, you output; I fight close, you attack from afar.
This stuff you're talking about makes me drowsy just listening; I'm really not cut out for learning."
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"Alright."
Mo Bai nodded and then continued explaining to Yang Hao.
Everyone has their own strengths, and Zhou Rin indeed has his merits.
He wasn't wrong either; Mo Bai also needed someone in that role.
As for Yang Hao, after this brief period of simple interaction, it could be confirmed he had the potential to be nurtured.
With basic training, he could become an excellent assistant, helping Mo Bai share the burden of research in different directions.
As for whether Yang Hao would surpass him in the future... Under the mechanical control of the ink box, six Wind Blade Technique magic scrolls were all completed. Even Mo Bai felt somewhat fatigued, his Spiritual Power almost depleted.
This forced him to close his eyes and try to recall the calm, ripple-free surface of Quiet Lake in his mind, attempting to enter that state to recover his Spiritual Power.
Before his mind became completely calm and ripple-free, one final thought slowly echoed.
"Is this a difficult technique? Can't others figure it out?"
"Working behind closed doors is a dead end. Broadening perspectives and pooling collective strength are the only ways to develop the mage profession."
"Besides... I am Mo Bai. Who could surpass me?"
Mo Bai's mind became utterly tranquil, as if completely merging with the calm surface of Quiet Lake.
Hum!
His thoughts became clear and swift; he was unprecedentedly serene and peaceful at this moment.
"Hmm~"
A gentle breeze blew, and Mo Bai's Spiritual Power merged into this wind, into this world.
"experience points +30."
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