Chapter 298 Mystic Mist Elixir


    "So, it''s called Mystic Mist Art…" Auta muttered when suddenly, he noticed that he had forgotten what he was talking about when trying to mention the Mystic Mist Art. When he dropped the intention, he recalled everything.


    After a few more attempts, he realised that he couldn''t reveal his possession of the Mystic Mist Art to anyone. He would simply forget what he was about to speak whenever he tries that.


    Auta wasn''t bothered by it, knowing that revealing such a piece of information would cause his death. He was simple-minded but wasn''t a retard.


    Of course, nothing changed even after he obtained the Mystic Mist Art. He wasn''tpatible with it, since it could only be cultivated by Cooter nsmen. He couldn''t control fluids like Spirit Weapons by employing it.


    He also couldn''t gather more Prana by cultivating it, since it wasn''t a Free Human cultivation technique.


    Even though they all looked like humans, there was a significant gic difference between Free Humans and nsmen. But the fact that he practiced Mystic Mist Art itself was something to be happy about.


    After all, it influenced his Spirit Container, one that had never been influenced by a cultivation technique before. All Free Humans under the Cooter n never practiced a Free Human cultivation technique, having not been taught one.


    After some time thinking of a future of grandeur, while being unaware that he couldn''t achieve anything through a cultivation technique unsuitable for him, Auta fell asleep. Right as he did so, the Empyrean Zinger Scout arrived beside his bed and used its Prana to probe him.


    By injecting a trace of Prana into his blood, it waited until the blood carried it toward his Spirit Container. The ambient Prana there rejected its Prana and caused it to dissipate. Based on the reaction, the Empyrean Zinger Scout determined that Auta had sessfully learnt the Mystic Mist Art.


    It slowly crept towards the mine''s entrance and remained in wait for a few hours, letting out a shriek only when there was no Cooter nsman in the vicinity. Even though its shriek was in a frequency range of sound inaudible to the ears of Cooter nsmen, it still exercised caution.


    Following its shriek, it ran deeper into the mine and hid in a corner. The Cooter nsmen never entered the mine. They at most did it once a year to inspect and tally to concentration of mineral ores. After that, they would leave everything to the Free Humans after setting them a quota to be met daily.


    As long as the Empyrean Zinger Scout hid deep in the mine, it wouldn''t be found.


    At an altitude of eight hundred metres on Fral Ind''s mountain, ying with Wittral in a painting contest was In. His expression remained unchanged as he heard the Empyrean Zinger Scout''s shout.


    "I won," He grinned and finished painting a realistdscape of Fral Ind. He then stared at Wittral''s art andughed, "What is that?"


    "Five lines and a bunch of colours? That was all you did in an hour?" Tears streamed out of his eyes as In patted Wittral hysterically, "Man, you''re horrible at this."


    "I have never painted before," Wittral set aside the painting brush andined, "I''m good at making sculptures, you know."


    "Why don''t wepete in that next?"


    "Sure," In nodded as under Wittral''smand, Nurnur brought in two bowls of y. "What are we making?"


    "Same," Wittral said and touched his bowl of y, "A realistic figure of this ind."


    "Alright, let''s start." Saying so, In had just begun to knead the y when there was apleted figure on Wittral''s side.


    He simply used his Primary Nature to mould the y into a perfect miniature version of the Fral Ind, down to the intricate details.


    "That is very cheap of you." In rolled his eyes andughed sarcastically, "You probably have a Primary Nature rted to moulding y. That''s why you challenged me to this contest."


    "Your fault you epted," Wittral shrugged, turned around, and ran away, "See you tomorrow, loser!"


    "Wait,e back!" In shouted shrilly, expressing anger in his voice. Ten secondster, he turned calm, no longer acting like a woman irritated by Wittral''s antics.


    He focused on his ears, nose, and finally his eyes, detecting Nurnur next to the house''s side wall. She was slumped on a chair there, fiddling around with a bamboo stick out of boredom.


    ''Okay, her attention isn''t on me.'' Thinking as such, In sat on his straw bed and focused on his biome. A momentter, he spat out an Empyrean Zinger Scout and fed it the necessary information through a Bone Slip. Immediately after, he swallowed it, watching it ry the message to the rest of the Empyrean Zingers in his stomach.


    Mystic Mist Art—Water Slip!


    This was the Bone Slip equivalent for the Cooter n. But unlike the repeatability in use of the Bone Slips, Water Slips were one-time use each. After all, it had to be consumed for the information within it to appear in the mind of the consumer.


    But unlike the Bone Slips which could only be essed by Mammoth nsmen, Water Clips were universal in nature, if the creator intended for that.


    After all, as long as someone ingests the Water Slip and waits for their body to naturally digest it, once the resultant energy enters their Spirit Container, all the information contained in it would appear in their mind.


    It was by using this advantageous factor that the Cooter n set up multiple Ravaged Tribes as their satellite stations, extending their influence through these satellite Ravaged Tribes that heeded the Cooter n''smands.


    Using Lurt''s data, In figured out an ingenious method of refining the Lifeforce-rich Life Bombs into Elixirs. These same Elixirs would allow the consumer to increase their Prana byrge amounts.


    The Life Bomb—containing Lifeforce from Iron Grade Pranic Beasts—could be refined into a Low-Grade Elixir.


    The Life Bomb—containing Lifeforce from Silver Grade Pranic Beasts—could be refined into a Mid-Grade Elixir.


    In''s current expertise only allowed him to refine Low-Grade Elixirs, that too ones with such low quality that they only granted the consumer ten Prana. The Low-Grade Elixirs refined by his Empyrean Zingers were even worse.


    But that wasn''t his goal here. By fusing the Elixir with the Water Slip Skill, through the Mystic Mist Art, In generated a new Skill that could be activated using Mystic Bone Art.


    It had to be noted that using Mystic Mist Art had consequences. The moment he uses any other cultivation technique, he would lose Prana permanently while his Spirit Container suffers damage. He had gone through that in the Sanrey ins once already.


    Using Mystic Mist Art would cause serious damage to him, making him lose tens of Prana with every activation. Hence, In couldn''t use it unless necessary. Yes, he nned to use itter, but for his end goal. His current scheme didn''t require that.


    Through his Mystic Skill Creator, he was able to use Mystic Bone Art on his Prana Bomb''s shell, able to influence the lifeforce-rich liquid within into bing the fluid that Auta consumed.


    Mystic Bone Art—Mystic Mist Elixir!


    The consumer of the fluid present in this Life Bomb would gain the information stored in it. In Auta''s case, that was information about the Mystic Mist Art and also a Skill that prevented him from disclosing the information to others, derived from his Prana Domination Skill.