Greatest Legacy of the Magus Universe

Chapter 418 Contradictory

Chapter 418  Contradictory

Elysande and Alvertos glanced at the sudden arrival of Yavia with slight surprise. They hadn't expected Adam to have her as his assistant.

Although they were curious about the type of spirit that Yavia was, neither of them asked Adam about it.

At this point, they didn't even wish to talk to this scammer who was taking advantage of them. They didn't even want to be in the same room as him.

But they were helpless.

"Yavia, sanitize the workstation and ensure no contamination will affect our process," said Adam as he walked toward the caldron and activated the flame runic formation.

"Fine," Yavia grumbled, but she still obliged.

She hovered above the table and waved a simple hand gesture. Then, she thrust her palms downward, causing a ripple of green energy to descend on the workstation.

When this energy wave touched the table as well as the ingredients kept on it, they were all decontaminated.

Seeing such a potent level of purification spell materializing from a simple wave of Yavia's hands, Elysande was moved.

She couldn't help but ask, "Spirit, what race are you?"

Yavia glanced at her with narrowed eyes. "Why must I answer you, human?"

Elysande didn't mind her rude behavior. Or perhaps she did but didn't show it. It was well-known that creatures of the spirit world didn't get along well with those of the material world.

Except for summoners—magi who majored in the School of Summoning—who were proficient at interpersonal and communication skills, they had methods to befriend spirits.

Of course, their relationship was more often than not always transactional.

"Yavia, what're you doing? Get to work already!" Adam called out to her as he poured the mana-infused water from the sacred spring into the cauldron.

"Separate the moonlight herb in 2-1-1 sequence and vitalize it," he added.

"Okay!" Yavia quickly did as told but not before casting a contemptuous look at the two magi standing before her.

She seems to be quite amiable with the young man, Elysande thought to herself as she watched the duo work together.

After the mana-infused water was heated up to just the right amount, Adam added the mint, sage, and rosemary herbs inside the cauldron in a mystical sequence.

These herbs were already infused with his pure mana and their properties had greatly changed.

Once the herbs were infused with the solution, Yavia flew over, carrying in her hands the moonlight herb that was cocooned inside her verdant wood mana.

"High-two waterfall method?" Yavia asked, her eyes flashing with anticipation.

Over the weeks that she had spent brewing potions with Adam, she had learned quite a few herbalism techniques. Although this was not included in their contract, the youth was happy to teach them to her.

Yavia greatly appreciated it. After all, wood spirits practiced herbalism. It was always a wonderful experience to learn new things about this art form.

Especially the ones that Adam taught her. They were unlike any of the techniques from the material world that she'd ever seen.

"Hmm." Adam nodded with a faint smile. "Keep your hands steady and relax your shoulders. The action should be natural, not forced."

"Got it!" She carefully added the moonlight herb in a mysterious sequence.

For a moment, the crushed moonlight herb seemed to transform into a silvery waterfall that cascaded from Yavia's hands and into the cauldron.

Next, Adam stirred the liquid with a special ladle made out of a silver-colored ore. He continued to stir until the moonlight herb dissolved completely.

"Here, take this." Adam handed the ladle to Yavia. "Make sure the speed remains uniform. If you increase the speed or decrease it, the quality of the potion will be greatly altered."

"Mm!" Yavia grabbed the ladle and continued to stir the solution with a solemn expression.

Adam walked back to the table and grabbed the last two ingredients—several strands of hair from the light-mane horse and the essence of sun-kissed resin.

As he walked back, he lectured the little wood spirit with the air of a grandmaster, "Remember, Yavia, a herbalist's actions during the potion concoction, no matter how minuscule can have drastic changes on the outcome."

He coated the hair of the light-mane horse with his pristine white mana and dropped it inside the cauldron. At the same time, he took over the ladle from the wood spirit and gave the sun-kissed resin for her to purify.

This was the most crucial step of the brewing process, so he had to do it personally. As the hair of the light-mane horse slowly dissolved into the solution, it started to emit a faint glow.

"Oh! It's much brighter than I expected!" Yavia marveled.

"Don't get distracted. This process must be done with the utmost care," Adam lightly scolded. "Chant a purification incantation and apply it to the resin's essence."

"Understood!" Yavia spoke solemnly.

She glanced at the orange, almost red, resin in her hands and spoke in an ancient language native to her village in the spirit world.

The resin was soon enveloped in a mysterious aura and shone with an otherworldly light.

Knowing that the time was right, Adam hurriedly instructed, "Crush the resin and pour the essence inside."

Seeing the two work so efficiently, Elysande was at a loss for words. It was truly a sight to behold watching the two concoct a potion.

But what truly surprised her was the way Adam guided the little wood spirit.

For someone with such an avaricious nature, he sure is generous with teaching his herbalism methods and techniques, She thought to herself incredulously. What a contradictory man!

Especially considering that most herbalists would consider their techniques and methods to be priceless, something that money couldn't buy.

Once the sun-kissed resin was added to the mix, the potion lit up with an even more resplendent light. Adam gave out pointers from time to time as Yavia continued to nod, thoroughly soaking in all the knowledge.

The final step involved Adam casting a minor freezing spell and covering the cauldron with a thin layer of ice. The warm potion inside the cauldron gradually cooled down until it was finally ready.

Adam poured the potion into a glass vial and sealed the mouth with a layer of wax to preserve its potency.

He glanced at the two magi and nodded, "Alright, the first potion is over." His eyes flashed with a mischievous glint as he prepared to throw the vial. "Here, catch!"

Elysande and Alvertos couldn't help but panic, especially the latter. Although they were sure to catch the vial, there was always that scenario of 'what if.'

Not to mention, the potion was extremely important to them.

However, the vial they were hoping to catch never arrived. It was still firmly grasped in Adam's palm.

He glanced at the dumbfounded expressions of the two magi and chuckled, "Just kidding!"