Chapter 142: Taking (Three more requests for monthly tickets)


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    That’s right!


    This peculiar creature from the spirit realm is the main ingredient for brewing this malicious potion!


    As for the two-tailed lizard, bitter ding flower and so on, most of them are used for this summoning ceremony and for enticing spirit realm insects to enter.


    The ancestors of the Gaosuo people discovered through repeated experiments that this ‘exaggerated insect’ has a magical effect of amplifying spiritual power, and they deliberately figured out a special ceremony to summon it.


    The so-called process of concocting magic potions is essentially an alternative summoning ritual!


    It’s less about potion brewing and more about trap hunting!


    But for Su Lu, his research on the firstyer of the illusory spirit realm is more in-depth than many Gaosuo [Witch Doctors].


    Moreover, with his ability to deliver his soul out of his body, even if the prey doesn’t take the bait, he can still force his way into the spirit realm to hunt.


    Of course, rampant killing in the spirit realm seems somewhat taboo.


    But like just now, when the prey is about to step into the trap in reality, there’s no issue with giving it a kick from behind.


    Woo woo!


    Waa waa!


    The moment the exaggerated insect enters the boiling pot, it immediately dissolves into nothingness.


    But what follows is a wave of crying, echoing in the quiet room.


    The crying seems to have a target, it zeroes in on Su Lu, constantly burrowing into his ears.


    “The exaggerated insect is not really a human spirit, but a peculiar creature in the spirit realm… This is no different from a human eating ordinary game…”


    “But why is this potion called a malicious potion? It’s not about the malice in hunting, but about the bacsh and suffering during potion brewing and consumption…”


    Su Lu pondered thoughtfully.


    When the main ingredient is added to the pot, the process of brewing this magic potion is more or less half done.


    When everything was over, Su Lu obtained a test tube filled with dark green liquid.


    “The potion of the indigenous people… It’s said that the Green Tree Castle also uses it, it shouldn’t be a big issue!”


    He tested various properties of the medicine, found that it had some damage to his body, but it was eptable.


    Only then did he feel reassured,y back on the bed, and drank it down with a tilt of his head.


    “Ah!”


    The taste of the malicious potion was much more disgusting than the previous ‘cat’s elegance’.


    It was choking and spicy, like a collection of rotting food in a sewer, filled with an indescribable sense of nausea, going all the way down his throat. Su Lu covered his mouth, narrowly preventing himself from vomiting.


    The next moment, he grunted again and clutched his head.


    Pain!


    Intense pain attacked his heart chamber in an instant.


    It felt as if someone had split his head open with an ax, and then poured molten iron into it.


    Su Lu felt as if his head was about to explode, his brain was heavy as if filled with stuff.


    “This potion… it’s too painful to use.”


    He gritted his teeth and cursed, “Maya… she better not run into me, otherwise I’ll spank her! ”


    The next moment, all the pain disappeared.


    Su Lu came back to his senses and suddenly felt a chill.


    In front of him, an ethereal human head emerged, like a ghost, staring at him with resentment, slowly drifting up, and opening its big bloody mouth.


    “Soul oppression!”


    Su Lu had nned to dismiss it casually, but to his surprise, found his abilitypletely ineffective against it.


    It was as if… this ghostly head, was a part of him.


    “Ahh!”


    The head grew closer and closer, the bluish-ck color of the skin on the face and every single pore were crystal clear.


    Suddenly, it emitted a scream, teeth gnashing furiously together.


    “Ahhhhh!!”


    Su Lu Pottery woke up in a cold sweat, leaping out of bed with a scream.


    “Was that… a hallucination?”


    He wiped off his sweat, his face pale, “The side effects of this potion… seems to be quite considerable…”


    To be on the safe side, he decided to check his status bar:


    Name: [Su Lu Pottery]


    Profession: [Mystical Schr] (Second Rank), [Wanderer] (Second Rank)


    Professional Rank: [2]


    Title: [None]


    Strength: [2.2], Agility: [3.0], Constitution: [2.0], Spirit: [4-5]


    Inspiration: [4-5]


    Trance LV4], [Spirit oppression LV2], [Spirit Chain LVI], [Magic Item Creation


    LVI], [Magic Potion Refining LVI]


    Passive: [Common Hebrew LV3], [Basic Physics LV5], [Demon Hunting


    Knowledge T.V/,I. (Ancient Hebrew T,V7.1. rG111am Language TV’. 1. R Mysterions


    Knowledge LV2], [Strong LVI], [Agile Steps LVI]


    XP: [850]


    Status: mental pollution [1.2%]


    “Spirit increased by 0.3? Although my constitution decreased by 0.1 as a side effect, it’s still worth it…’


    Su was initially quite excited, but his excitement faded into gloom as he noticed the status bar: “Mental pollution?”


    Concentrating on the status bar, he received more information: “Is my spirit infected with some malicious intentions due to the potion? But… Can it be gradually reduced over time?”


    “This means I shouldn’t take the second potion immediately… and should not use it too frequently, otherwise the consequences of increasing the mental pollution could lead to madness!”


    Su felt a inexplicable chill: ‘Moreover… if it’s contamination by an evil god, I’m afraid it won’t be so easy to get rid of.”


    The Spirit World is indeed full of dangers!


    He even suspected that those half-human, half-dead [Witch Doctors] might be rted to this potion.


    It was a normal process for mental contamination to subsequently cause physical contamination.


    Not to mention, the horrifying experiments that half-mad spellcasters might conduct.


    For a period of time, Su did not go out. He spent every day meditating in an inn in Charles City, calming his mind through quiet reflection.


    At this time, he could often sense a trace of irritability and violence lurking in his heart.


    Although it was faint, the consequences were unimaginable if he lost control of his emotions.


    Fortunately, having the status bar enabled him to perfectly grasp his physical and mental state, preventing any deception.


    He even tried attending a sermon at the church of the Goddess of Light and received the subsequent ‘baptism’. Unfortunately, it had no effect on removing the mental pollution.


    Only the passage of time and his own meditation could slowly reduce the pollution.


    This ‘purification’ continued for about five days.


    When the data for mental contamination disappeared from the status bar, Su let out a sigh of relief, “Finally… it’s over. The side effects of these local potions are quite terrifying!”


    He even suspected that despite his best efforts at purification, he did not necessarilypletely obliterate the pollution.


    Perhaps the pollution value had just be a string of zeros after a decimal point, negligible but still present!


    That was something he couldn’t eliminate at the moment..