My Muscle System in the Mage World

Chapter 233: Strengthening and and Potion Comprehension

"I wonder how much progress I have made," Aur thought curiously.

"Muscle system." The familiar blue panel flickered in front of him.

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[Muscle System]

[Name: Aur Cromwell/ Auriel

Talent: Future Seer (Major: 0; Minor: 0)

-Muscle mass: 7.20 (+) [Tier one (peak)]

-Intelligence: 2.56 (+)

Stat Points: 1

Storage space: 0.7/1 cubic metre

Quest: Daily (completed)]

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"My muscle mass attribute has increased from 6.70 to 7.20?" Aur was pleasantly surprised when he saw this.

This was an increase of fifty stat points, which would take Aur almost a month of hard work to accumulate.

So, he was indeed pleasantly surprised, and this wasn't the only increase; the muscle mass attribute covered his entire body, almost every physical aspect of it.

If Aur could increase his blood and Qi too, then the muscle mass attribute might reach even higher levels.

With a thought from Aur, he allocated one of the stat points to intelligence and closed the panel.

"Too bad this shadow bear's blood is a one-time thing," Aur shook his head helplessly. He couldn't do anything in this matter because this was a common occurrence and no wizard had been able to solve it.

Although the blood of many beasts contained properties that could greatly nourish the body, once one took it, their body would be tainted by the blood and would grow resistant to it.

The next time, even if the blood is taken, the body would not be nourished, no matter how hard one tries.

There were many miraculous treasures which could only be taken once, and their effect would vanish right after. Even after countless research by the village, the cause of such a phenomenon had not been found yet.

Aur took out another jar of the shadow bear's blood and drank it. After a long time of waiting, his brows creased together into a frown.

"As expected, even for me, this blood doesn't work."

He stood up from the ground and immediately felt power coursing through every part of his body.

Aur almost had an illusion that he could destroy the world with a punch easily, however, that was actually not the case in reality.

At most, with his current strength, he could probably punch and destroy a mini hill.

He quickly suppressed such an idiotic thought and walked out of the room in a good mood. Since he had been able to refine a potion, then he could officially be considered as an alchemist already.

As he walked out of his room, suddenly he met Cameron.

"Why are you here?" Aur asked calmly.

"Elder Aur, I was just about to find you," Cameron said excitedly.

"What is it?" Aur raised his brows.

"These," Cameron said without hesitation, handing Aur a spatial bag.

Feeling Aur's questioning gaze, Cameron clarified, "This is the reward that the village leader gave you."

"Oh," Aur nodded nonchalantly, looking at the bag in his hand. Initially, he wanted to take a rest for an hour; however, he immediately gave up the idea.

"You can leave now."

"Yes, Elder Aur," Cameron respectfully left the place.

Aur's eyes shimmered with slight excitement, and he regained his usual calm before entering his room again.

The spatial bag was as light as it could be, as all the items were stored in a spatial space rather than in this small bag.

Aur took out all the things from the spatial pouch, and instantly his eyes brightened even more. In front of Aur lay various raw ingredients, all arranged neatly.

He slowly counted the items and took note of them. In the end, from rough estimation, all of them combined would be worth at least ten high-grade mana crystals according to the market price.

However, Aur knew that they could be sold for much more, at least by ten percent more.

One middle-grade mana crystal was equivalent to around a hundred low-grade mana crystals, and one high-grade mana crystal was worth a hundred middle-grade mana crystals.

Aur's wealth had directly increased by a hundred thousand low-grade mana crystals.

This was wealth that could satisfy the living conditions of seven generations of a normal family, even if they lived extravagantly and faced inflation.

"It was definitely worth it to reveal my talent," Aur thought with a satisfied expression.

However, his gaze wasn't fixed on the piles of treasures, but instead on the four black books neatly bound together with a rope.

Aur picked up the stack of books.

"These are blueprints to make potions," he remarked with satisfaction.

"Soul-refining potion."

"Mana Gathering potion."

"Mana Recovery potion."

"Healing potion."

These were the titles engraved in the books.

Aur directly ignored the healing potion; with the terrifying regeneration of his, he didn't need any healing potion at all.

But the same couldn't be said for the Soul-refining potion and Mana gathering potion; these two potions were the most valuable to him.

The Soul-refining potion, much like its counterpart, the Body-refining potion, strengthened the soul rather than the body.

As for the Mana Gathering potion, as the name suggests, it helps one absorb mana from the surroundings faster.

With the combination of the high-grade mana crystal, the efficiency would reach terrifying heights, increasing the efficiency of his training by several times at the least.

As for the Mana Recovery potion, it lived up to its name, aiding in the swift restoration of mana. This potion was typically used in battle when one was running low on mana.

Thinking of this, Aur immediately began to comprehend the consumable spell within the books, learning that comprehending the spell could significantly increase the potion's success rate.

He was even more excited and gave his all to comprehending everything related to it.

After all, the more he comprehended the spell, the greater his chance of refining the potion successfully. Continue your journey on m|v-l'e-NovelFire

Aur spent his day in another gruelling session of comprehension, his focus purely on understanding the intricacies of the soul-refining potion.

Each detail absorbed him, his comprehension of the potion becoming clearer with each passing moment.