Reigning Supreme in countless worlds With Beast taming

Chapter 296: Chapter 293: Nasty-Tasting Magic Potion Chapter 296: Chapter 293: Nasty-Tasting Magic Potion Qin Feng did not want to accommodate a low-level demon core within his body, for it offered him no benefits, and it would only taint his Taoist Body with the impure power of the low-level demon beast after transformation.

There was a moment when Qin Feng even thought about simply escaping, rather than truly allowing himself to merge with a low-level demon beast.

After all, he had already mastered the Druid transformation technique.

When it was time to enter the forest trial, he could directly use the Earth Escape Divine Power to burrow underground and leave without anyone noticing his tracks.

However, he was somewhat reluctant to give up his Druid identity.

He felt that this identity would definitely be useful in the future.

Even if he had to leave, he would need to find a suitable excuse.

That way, when he needed it again, he could use the power of the Druids to accomplish certain tasks.

Furthermore, if the Sect were to truly attack this realm, by using his Druid identity, he might be able to infiltrate the upper echelons of the Druids, and then actively form alliances with various factions to gather all sorts of intelligence.

Qin Feng pondered for a long while and ultimately decided to choose a demon beast to complete the transformation first.

If necessary, he could later expel the demon core from his body and find a more suitable demon beast transformation.

Regardless, once this trial was over, he needed to leave the Demon Beast Forest and attend to his own affairs.

Despite not having mastered the higher level magics and various alchemy and potion-making skills in the Druid inheritance, those were not very useful to him, as he had no intentions of becoming an Artifact Refiner or Alchemist.

What he truly valued was only the Druid transformation technique.

As long as he brought the Druid transformation technique back, it would be a significant achievement.

Not to mention, his master Ning Wuxu would definitely be interested in this transformation technique.

Ning Wuxu had been stuck at the Primordial Spirit Peak for centuries and needed other cultivation systems’ techniques as references.

If he could integrate this technique into his own body and develop a more suitable cultivation technique, perhaps there was a chance to break through the constraints of the Immortal Dao and reach the True Immortal Path, achieving longevity and freedom.

Once Ning Wuxu reached Immortality, it would be the same as having a Supreme Elder as his master, which would definitely benefit his future Daoist path.

Having sorted out his thoughts, Qin Feng closed the Demon Beast Album in front of him, left the place, and returned to his cottage to prepare some things.

Although choosing any demon beast would suffice, he was still unwilling to select one with too low a level.

If he could choose a mid-level or higher demon beast, it would be somewhat beneficial to him.

Moreover, with the combat power of a mid-level demon beast transformation, he could leave the Demon Beast Forest and travel elsewhere.

He had already thought of his excuse: to return to his hometown, seek revenge on the Baron who had ruined his family, and then disappear without a trace.

When he needed the help of the Druid power again, he would simply find another excuse to reappear.

He could even adopt another identity and continue to act under the name of a Druid whenever necessary.

After all, he was still a youth, and not many people knew him.

Once he left this place and reverted to his original stature and slightly altered his appearance, no one would be able to connect him with Randy.

However, to absorb a mid-level demon core, he must demonstrate higher capabilities.

Perhaps, he could concoct some special magic potions to enhance his strength.

Among all the transcendent professions on the continent, Druids delved the deepest into the study and utilization of herbs, and their magic potions were even more diverse and formidable than those of most mages or specialized Demon Pharmacists.

Over the long years, some potions had been developed to enhance spiritual power and magic power, but these types of magic potions were extremely difficult to concoct.

Based on Qin Feng’s understanding of magic potions, he was certain he could not create them.

After all, he only studied potion-making to deceive the Priest who taught him, aiming to gain a reputation as a prodigy.

Memorizing the knowledge of magic potions in haste didn’t mean he could genuinely utilize it.

However, Qin Feng was not afraid of failing the Artifact Refining process.

As long as he kept it to himself, no one would know that he had failed.

Refining Magic Potions was just an excuse he found for himself.

When the time came, he would announce that he had successfully refined the potion and that consuming it had directly enhanced his strength, thus justifying his Refining of the Intermediate Demon Core.

After all, with his aura of talent, refining a few Magic Potions to enhance his strength would not seem too out of place on him.

After all, geniuses are always able to create miracles.

With this idea in mind, Qin Feng immediately went to gather herbs.

Since many Druids often roamed the forest and collected various resources, the valley was rich in herbs.

When he went to the Druid in charge of the herbs under the pretense of Refining Magic Potions, the Druid did not make it difficult for him; instead, he gave him a few extra materials.

For Druids living in the Demon Beast Forest, these herbs were not valuable, as the forest was full of them, and more could simply be picked if needed.

For a talented youth like Qin Feng, who was willing to try refining Magic Potions, providing him with extra materials was not a big deal.

If he failed, it would be a lesson and an experience; there was no need to dampen his enthusiasm at this time.

If he succeeded and his strength increased, the Druids would also benefit.

Qin Feng, with various materials, also borrowed the equipment for refining Magic Potions from another Druid who was proficient in the field and returned to the cabin in high spirits, starting to refine the Magic Potions in front of his roommate Doru.

“Do you really intend to refine Magic Potions?”

Doru watched as Qin Feng busily moved about, proficiently arranging utensils, herbs, and some special materials into categories, and asked somewhat incredulously, “Refining Magic Potions is not so easy, you have never done it before and have no experience.

Isn’t it too ambitious to start with such a potent potion?

Why don’t you start with low-level Magic Potions and gradually accumulate experience?”

“You don’t understand the world of a genius.”

Qin Feng, without looking up, said, “The trial is about to begin, and I must refine a Magic Potion to enhance my strength quickly so that I can obtain a more powerful Demon Beast transformation.”

“What if you fail?”

Qin Feng gave him a glance, “Failing isn’t a big deal; I’ll just consider it practice.

But if I succeed, my strength will jump significantly, and then you won’t be a match for me.”

“That’s impossible.”

Doru confidently smiled, “I’ve been part of the Church for several years longer than you, and I have already cultivated to the level of an intermediate Mage.

Not to mention that your Magic Potion might not even be refined successfully, but even if it is, it might not enhance much of your strength; it certainly won’t be enough to beat me.”

“I’m not interested in fighting you.

Besides, as long as my spiritual power increases by a significant margin, that’s enough.

I plan to take on an Intermediate Demon Core, and once I complete the transformation, you definitely won’t be a match for me.”

“Are you out of your mind?”

Doru was shocked, “Even if your spiritual power increases a bit, an Intermediate Demon Beast is still too much for you.

You should not aim too high and pick a low-level Demon Beast of second or third rank for safety.”

“Let’s talk about that later.”

Qin Feng continued to fiddle with the materials in his hands, saying, “Actually, the gap between a low-level and an intermediate-level demon beast isn’t that big.

Their intelligence is low, and they are merely ferocious by nature.

They can’t possibly have as great a spiritual power disparity as mages have when advancing to magic guides.

As long as my spiritual power is strong enough and my willpower sufficiently resilient, after eroding the ferocity in the demon beast’s soul, I will be able to accommodate the magic core of an intermediate demon beast.

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Besides, I am a genius, this kind of thing should not stump me.”

“You are too arrogant, Randy.”

Doru advised, “I think it’s better to be cautious; otherwise, if the spirit of the intermediate demon beast backlashes, you are done for.”

“I’ll be careful, but I have to try it to be content.”

Qin Feng clearly didn’t take Doru’s words to heart.

After arranging all the materials, he began to prepare the magic potion.

When Druids or other mages concoct magic potions, their methods are quite rough, not as meticulous as alchemists during alchemy, producing Miracle Medicine with various elixir fragrances.

Mages typically boil the essence out of the materials when concocting magic potions, then after hundreds and thousands of trials with the proportions, they gradually perfect the formula for the magic potion.

Qin Feng was now concocting a magic potion to enhance his spiritual power according to the formula recorded.

The process was monotonous, and a strong, bizarre odor would emit during the boiling of the potion.

Initially, Doru was quite interested in watching him cook the potion, but before long, the smell drove him out.

The odd odor was too unpleasant, compounded by Qin Feng’s somewhat incorrect cooking method, making the smell even worse.

However, this was intentional by Qin Feng.

If he let Doru watch, he surely couldn’t pretend to drink a failed potion and act as if it were successful, right?

It would be too easy to get poisoned, and if his face turned black and his lips purple, who would believe he had succeeded?

After Doru left, he quickly spread the word about Qin Feng concocting the magic potion, sparking curiosity among some youngsters and warm smiles from some Druids.

Clearly, not many of these people believed Qin Feng could successfully concoct the magic potion so quickly, considering the art and complexity of the magic potion, which only a qualified potion master could achieve after thousands of failures.

Thus, Qin Feng spent the next few days hiding in his room concocting the magic potion.

Initially, some youngsters came to watch, but soon they lost interest and went off to play elsewhere.

Even Doru hadn’t returned to their cabin for several days because Qin Feng tirelessly worked late every day, filling the room with the odd herbal smell.

Thus, Doru simply stayed with others for a few days, waiting for Qin Feng to finish making the magic potion.

Finally, on the day before the trial, Qin Feng announced his great accomplishment to the public, having successfully concocted the magic potion.

As soon as this news was released, everyone was stunned, amazed that he had managed to succeed within just a few days.

The gazes of the young men and women were filled with admiration, and the only regret was that they hadn’t witnessed Qin Feng’s magic potion themselves.

Because Qin Feng declared he had already consumed the magic potion, and his spiritual power had significantly increased.

The Druids and Priests in the valley were very satisfied with his genius performance, especially an old priest who, after personally testing his spiritual power, was astonished to declare that this genius youth’s spiritual power had already reached the level of a basic magic guide.

As soon as this word came out, everyone was dumbfounded.

Just one bottle of magic potion could boost him so much, and if Qin Feng wasn’t standing right there in front of them, they absolutely wouldn’t have believed it.

The Old Priest trembled with excitement, “It seems that Randy is absorbing the magic potion exceptionally well, and with his huge inherent potential, he has broken through the shackles and strengthened his spiritual power to this level.

Hahaha, now as long as his magic power can keep up and he learns magic higher than level four, he will be at the rank of a Magic Guide.

Allen, where did you run off to?

Hurry up and bring out the potion you’ve been keeping that enhances magic power and have Randy drink it, he will soon become a Magic Guide.

With Randy’s talent, I believe it won’t take long for him to rise to a higher rank and perhaps become a Great Druid like the High Priest before he turns fifty.”

The High Priest is the chief communicator with the Forest Goddess, having gained her favor, and is the most powerful in the Druid Tribe in plain sight.

Comparing Qin Feng to the High Priest in his youth, this assessment is indeed quite high.

Yet everyone believed it was indeed possible because Qin Feng had always performed so outstandingly, so none of the Druids opposed the Old Priest’s words, instead looking towards Qin Feng with hopeful eyes.

If he could indeed grow to the stature of the High Priest in the future, then their gathering place would become famous, definitely attracting more youths to come here to study and eventually become one of them, refreshing their ranks with new blood.

Perhaps in a few years, this place could become one of the most powerful among all the Druid Tribes.

Soon, the Druid named Allen arrived and took out a blackish magic potion from his space ring and handed it to Qin Feng.

“This…”

Qin Feng looked at the dark magic potion, feeling a bit resistant.

Can this really be drunk?

Allen, thinking the shy young man was merely being polite, smiled and said, “Randy, go ahead and drink it, don’t be shy with me.

Although this magic potion is expensive elsewhere, it’s really not much here, and I can always make more.”

“Drink up, drink up.”

Several priests were also urging loudly, unable to wait to witness the birth of the youngest Magic Guide in the continent’s history in front of them.

With no other choice, Qin Feng reluctantly opened the bottle cap, looking at the faint fog forming various shapes in the pitch-black liquid inside the bottle and smelling the bizarre scent of the magic potion, his heart secretly turned bitter, realizing he inevitably had to drink this magic potion.

Seeing the expectant eyes of the people around him, he steeled his heart, threw back his head, and glugged down several swallows of the magic potion.

As everyone watched him finish the potion, they finally took a breath of relief, waiting for his magic power to increase.

Qin Feng set down the bottle and belched, suddenly a strange taste surged from his stomach.

He felt this was the most awful thing he had ever drunk.

However, the effect of the magic potion was fairly good.

After drinking it, a fairly pure elemental force emerged, which Qin Feng covertly cycled through the “Azure Dragon Divine Technique” to absorb and refine swiftly.

Then, according to the power provided by the magic potion, he enhanced his own magic power by a segment.

“Good, not bad.”

The Old Priest nodded, “Although your magic power has not yet reached the level of a Magic Guide, it’s close.

Your spiritual power is already sufficient; just another month or two of cultivation and you’ll be able to raise your magic power as well.

It looks like, for the trial tomorrow, you’re going to achieve an excellent result.”