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Chapter 150-151: Mortal Dust Potion

Unlike the last time Jie Ming directly infused his soul with Mortal Dust Qi, which overwhelmed him with an almost suffocating torrent of worldly emotions, this time was different.

After each intense emotional surge, a warm, soothing sensation followed, like a gentle breeze over a lake, calming his spirit and restoring his mental clarity.

The extreme, near-breaking experience didn’t recur.

He could clearly feel that the potion hadn’t diminished the core effects of Mortal Dust Qi. In fact, amplified by other materials, its potency was enhanced.

Yet, it also skillfully segmented and buffered the relentless, ocean-like flood of emotions.

This was the potion’s core function—it allowed Jie Ming to fully experience the myriad emotions of mortal life while preventing his spirit from reaching the brink of exhaustion, thus avoiding damage.

It was as if he stood within a perfectly fitted, transparent raincoat, feeling the raging storm outside while remaining clear and safe.

The potion’s effects lasted about half an hour. As the final wave of emotions receded like a tide, Jie Ming let out a long breath.

He opened his eyes, his gaze clear and bright.

Though still somewhat fatigued, it wasn’t the near-depleting weakness of before, but rather the natural exhaustion from a prolonged, profound emotional journey.

“Good! Excellent!” Jie Ming couldn’t help but exclaim twice.

The final effect was truly remarkable!

Not only was the purification of mental strength undiminished, but the spiritual fatigue was significantly reduced.

Recalling his previous use of raw Mortal Dust Qi, just a single strand had pushed his spirit to its limit, requiring over a month to recover fully.

Now, this potion used far more Mortal Dust Qi than that single strand, yet the results were even more astonishing.

The soul purification effect was undiminished, and the spiritual fatigue didn’t reach its limit.

More importantly, he estimated the recovery time for this fatigue would be much shorter.

Roughly calculating, he’d need only half a month before he could use another dose.

This meant that by using the potion, he could perform more frequent soul refinements and mental purifications in less time!

“This is… the perfect product!” Jie Ming murmured, eyes gleaming with excitement.

Since the potion’s refining method was designed to amplify and temper Mortal Dust Qi, it retained its core properties.

As the user’s capacity to handle Mortal Dust Qi increased, its effects grew exponentially!

Even an immortal, if carelessly exposed to excessive Mortal Dust Qi, could fall into the mortal realm.

The Great Dao Book Pavilion held numerous such examples.

This meant that, regardless of the user’s strength, as long as they could withstand it and sufficient Mortal Dust Qi was added, the potion could effectively enhance soul purity.

Unlike low-tier potions that lost efficacy with growing strength, this one remained potent.

More terrifyingly, as long as Mortal Dust Qi functioned correctly, the mental purity gained scaled with the user’s overall capacity!

If Eastward Purple Qi boosted aptitude by a fixed amount, Mortal Dust Qi enhanced it by a percentage!

For high-tier wizards, this percentage-based boost was far more valuable than fixed gains.

As for the potion’s effects… though it carried some risk during use, compared to the benefits of purifying the soul and mental strength, that risk was negligible.

In the wizarding world’s principle of equivalent exchange, a potion with such effects and no risk would raise suspicions of hidden flaws.

Most crucially, unlike Eastward Purple Qi, the potion’s raw materials weren’t restricted and were relatively easy to obtain.

Jie Ming looked at the empty vial in his hand, a smile of unprecedented satisfaction spreading across his face.

“Now, I can confirm the new product…”

Having verified its effects, Jie Ming pondered briefly and decided that this potion, named “Mortal Dust Potion,” would primarily target high-tier wizards.

Specifically… sixth-rank wizards.

As wizard ranks increased, the gaps between them widened.

For the potion to affect seventh-rank wizards, even exhausting his entire Mortal Dust Qi stockpile would likely be insufficient.

Targeting fifth-rank wizards would save materials, but the profit margin would be too low.

Sixth-rank wizards offered the best balance of cost and benefit.

The amount of Mortal Dust Qi needed for them was within the Golden Garden’s production capacity.

Moreover, sixth-rank wizards, building their Wizard Towers, typically amassed significant wealth.

Ordinary items wouldn’t tempt them, but Jie Ming was confident the Mortal Dust Potion’s effects could command a hefty price!

As for the first buyer…

“Mentor Clark… as a sixth-rank alchemy wizard of the fate discipline, he must have amassed plenty of points, heh heh heh…” Thinking of his mentor, Jie Ming couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Without delay, he contacted Mentor Clark via the magic network terminal.

Reading Jie Ming’s potion test report and description, Clark frowned.

Not because it was lacking, but because it was too good.

A potion that could purify the soul and mental strength of a sixth-rank wizard proportionally, with the only cost being some pain during use and less than a month of spiritual fatigue?

This…

If true, it made potions that boosted mental strength at the cost of vitality look pathetic.

With Clark’s experience, such a report was ninety-nine percent likely a scam.

If it weren’t from his own student, he wouldn’t have bothered looking.

But since it was his student…

Clark pondered briefly, then sent a spatial coordinate to Jie Ming.

Moments later, Jie Ming appeared in Mentor Clark’s Wizard Tower.

More private than the academy office, Jie Ming arrived to find Clark seated in a wide armchair, toying with an unknown alchemical component.

“Are you sure that report is real?” Clark glanced at Jie Ming, his tone calm. “If this is false advertising to secure funding, even as my student, you’ll pay for wasting my consultation time…”

“Don’t worry, Mentor. I brought the finished product.”

Jie Ming produced a delicate glass vial containing the shimmering, seven-colored potion with a faint mortal aura.

He placed it gently on the table before Clark.

“Mentor, this is my recent creation, the ‘Mortal Dust Potion.’ As the report states, it excels at enhancing soul purity,” Jie Ming explained. “I hope you’ll try it.”

Clark raised an eyebrow, picking up the vial for closer inspection.

With his expertise, he could tell the potion was extraordinary.

Its energy was complex yet balanced, exuding an indescribable “life” aura, as if condensing the joys and sorrows of countless beings.

This unique quality sparked his curiosity.

Without a word, he uncorked the vial and drank it.

The potion carried a hint of floral fragrance, but soon, a vast, chaotic stream of information surged into Clark’s soul!

Even for a sixth-rank wizard with a robust soul, tempered by countless planar wars, his body trembled.

He “saw” the lives, deaths, loves, and hatreds of countless mortals, a soul-deep resonance briefly losing him in the myriad mortal dust.

Clark closed his eyes, letting the potion’s power flow through his soul.

He experienced the humility and greatness of mortals, their pain and joy.

As the effects faded, he opened his eyes, a profound shock in his deep gaze.

His soul felt thoroughly cleansed, purer and clearer.

His control over elements, understanding of laws, and even micro-manipulation of mental strength had noticeably improved!

For a wizard of his rank, such progress was rare.

Each small step typically demanded vast time and resources.

Yet this potion achieved in minutes what decades of meditation might!

But for a high-tier wizard, strength gains alone weren’t enough to shock him.

What truly shook Clark was the experience during use.

It was an ultimate experience, rekindling a sense of emotional resonance in a high-tier wizard who, over long years, had grown indifferent to many things.

“This…” Clark looked at Jie Ming, his eyes gleaming with disbelief. “This is the potion you created?!”

Jie Ming replied calmly, “Yes.”

Clark took a deep breath, calming his shock.

He understood the potion’s value.

For any high-tier wizard, enhancing soul purity was akin to a leap in aptitude.

Moreover, this effect wasn’t limited to standalone use.

If one maximized their soul and mental strength through other methods before taking this potion, it could negate those methods’ side effects entirely!

Even the emotional experience Jie Ming considered a “cost” held significant appeal for some long-lived wizards.

“Jie Ming, how do you plan to price this potion?” Clark’s voice carried a trace of barely concealed excitement.

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    took ch 150 from mtl


    Chapter 150: Short on Money

    Ending the communication with Mentor Clark, Jieming sat in his chair, his fingers lightly tapping on the table.

    The matter of the Level 7 Elemental Pool could not be resolved for the time being, but this didn't mean he had to stagnate.

    "The Elemental Pool problem can be figured out gradually," Jieming mused, "but the development of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane is of utmost urgency."

    He reopened his Magic Net Terminal and accessed the Norun Workshop's internal employment platform.

    Since large-scale equipment required time, the preliminary human resources could be immediately set in motion.

    He needed a sufficiently efficient construction and exploration team to survey the more detailed mineral vein distribution, establish a preliminary base, install necessary protective facilities, and prepare for future large-scale development and transformation.

    Through the Norun Workshop's channels, Jieming found a logistics team composed of dozens of low-grade wizards.

    Most of these wizards had just finished their military service not long ago and lacked resources for promotion, or were low-grade wizards who had been injured in battle and needed recuperation.

    Because the number of planes requiring transformation was extremely high, professional teams like this were generally experienced and quite numerous.

    More importantly, with the Workshop acting as an intermediary to help sign contracts, the credibility of these individuals was also very high.

    Jieming made brief contact with the person in charge of this construction team.

    Both parties formulated a detailed plan, including how to conduct basic geological exploration, install various permanent magic arrays, and incidentally collect mineral samples for analysis during the construction process.

    Jieming hadn't paid much mind to it, as it was merely preliminary infrastructure work, but reality still delivered a rude awakening.

    Even just to build a small portion of the plane, he once again encountered the problem of points.

    This team of low-grade wizards was indeed professional enough, equipped with all necessary protective equipment, basic alchemy equipment, short-distance transport tools, and materials required to sustain them in the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.

    However, without a doubt, the cost of these items would also be charged to Jieming.

    Moreover, building a plane, even just a small part of it, required a considerable amount of materials.

    Although the Purgatory Sulfur Plane itself contained a large amount of metal materials that could replace some ordinary construction materials and fuel,

    the specially processed wizard-specific materials and components for various precision magic arrays all needed to be purchased from the Workshop, the sheer quantity of which was astounding.

    Even if the Purgatory Sulfur Plane could be self-sufficient in part, the remaining procurement amount could not be underestimated.

    What's more, hiring these wizards was not cheap either.

    Although they were low-grade wizards, their time and labor had clearly stipulated prices at the Workshop.

    The high labor costs, coupled with the material costs required for constructing permanent magic arrays and various basic buildings, meant the total points required were considerable.

    Jieming checked his remaining points and embarrassingly found that, combined with the consumption over these years, his remaining points could only pay the upfront deposit.

    "It seems that these points are the greatest hurdle before wizards," Jieming sighed helplessly.

    He was now like a wealthy man sitting on a mountain of gold, only to find that he didn't have enough cash to hire a mining team.

    "Spending money like water, huh? In a flash, I'm broke again," Jieming muttered softly.

    However, Jieming wasn't bothered by this; in fact, he even felt happy about it.

    The power of wizards had always been built upon vast resources, all of which required points to exchange for.

    The stronger one's power, the stronger their earning capability, but simultaneously, the stronger their spending capability.

    During his time as a wizard apprentice, Jieming's spending capability was still average, but upon reaching the wizard level, his spending became increasingly exorbitant.

    All the points he spent would ultimately transform into his own strength; the more he spent, the stronger his power became.

    Without the slightest hesitation, Jieming directly used his remaining points as a deposit to hire the engineering team composed of dozens of wizards, and planned the preliminary development scheme for the Purgatory Sulfur Plane for them.

    This included establishing a temporary base in relatively stable areas, deploying high-temperature resistant defensive magic arrays, and beginning basic mining of some exposed low-grade metal ores.

    Looking at his as-good-as-empty point balance, Jieming began to ponder ways to earn money.

    After all these years of accumulation, Jieming actually had quite a few money-making techniques at hand, but truly big money-makers were few and far between.

    "Whether something can make money or not simply depends on two aspects: one is demand, and the other is the ratio of its inherent value to its cost."

    For example, the Golden Essence Jieming had relied on for a living until now, due to its extremely specialized properties, was rated as a Level 5 material but possessed the corrosion resistance of a Level 6 material.

    Therefore, Golden Essence's sales had always been good.

    After all, being able to purchase a material with Level 6 properties at a Level 5 material price, no matter how specialized its own attributes were, was still the preferred choice for most Level 5 wizards.

    Even after the Dark Shadow Plane had been conquered, many wizards still had a particular fondness for this material.

    Moreover, its cost was extremely low, which had supported Jieming until now.

    If an ordinary wizard possessed this technological patent, it would be enough to sustain them even if they reached Level 5 wizardry.

    But for the current Jieming, the speed of earning money from Golden Essence was still too slow!

    "The situation with Golden Essence is plain to see; it's fundamentally impossible to produce using an industrialized assembly line, so each unit's manufacture requires additional time and effort from me." Jieming closed his eyes in thought.

    In reality, it wasn't just Golden Essence; other materials and finished products related to the cultivation world could not be achieved without Jieming's effort because they required the participation of spiritual energy in their manufacturing process. Yet, given the level of development of wizard civilization, the extraction of many raw materials could be fully automated with detailed techniques.

    This was Jieming's only disadvantage.

    "So, selling new raw materials is meaningless; it's more suitable to sell finished products with a higher 'profit margin'."

    As long as the technology was advanced enough, there was an unimaginable chasm between the profit margins of raw materials and finished products.

    Various items he had manufactured over the years flashed through his mind one by one, and soon Jieming selected two targets: "First, the Aptitude Enhancement Potion made from East-Coming Purple Qi..."

    After a moment's thought, Jieming regretfully shook his head and gave up on it.

    The Aptitude Enhancement Potion's effect was indeed sufficient, and it would certainly sell well even at a high price, but its drawback lay in the limitation of raw materials.

    Although East-Coming Purple Qi had no cost when extracted, only a wisp could be extracted each day, which meant the profits obtainable from the Aptitude Enhancement Potion were quite limited.

    "Then, the second kind..."

    Thinking of this, Jieming pulled out a vial of potion emitting dazzling colors from his internal space.

    This was a potion refined from ordinary Mortal Dust Qi. If its effects were as he predicted, then Jieming would have found a new source of income.

    "Unfortunately, the specific medicinal effects cannot be tested for now; I'll have to wait until next month. Thankfully, the Elemental Pool matter cannot be rushed, so there's still plenty of time."

    "Ugh... why can't I control my own hands?!" Jieming couldn't help but slap his own wrist.

    Other things were fine, but the price of the Level 7 large elemental pool was already close to the value of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane itself.

    Mentor Clark's dissuasion at the time was not without reason; purely as an energy source for a wizard tower, a Level 5 large elemental pool would suffice, and a Level 6 one would be considered overkill.

    But... that was speaking from the perspective of a "wizard tower."

    What Jieming intended to create was not just a "wizard tower."

    If it were just an ordinary plane, Jieming wouldn't have been so impulsive.

    However, the Purgatory Sulfur Plane itself was a subordinate plane of the Elosia plane cluster, which meant... there was also a natural divine power faith network within the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.

    Although incomplete, for the idea that had emerged in Jieming's mind at the time, the incompleteness was, in fact, an advantage.

    "Never mind, never mind. If a man has no dreams, what's the difference between him and a salted fish?"

    After some thought, Jieming decided to temporarily put down his research and first refine Golden Essence to gather the initial payment for the "construction team."

    And so, for the entire next month, Jieming completely confined himself to the underground laboratory of the Golden Garden, burying himself in the work of manufacturing Golden Essence and earning points.

    This was not research he enjoyed; in Jieming's eyes, it was merely a dull and repetitive physical labor.

    Unfortunately, with the contract looming over him, Jieming felt it was best to prioritize caution.

    Each time he completed the refinement of a piece of Golden Essence, he sold it through the Workshop's recycling channels, watching the point numbers on his Magic Net Terminal slowly and steadily tick up.

    Time flew by quickly amidst the roaring sound of the furnace, and Jieming almost lost track of time.

    It wasn't until the alarm set on his Magic Net Terminal emitted a crisp sound that he was startled awake from this almost mechanical work.

    "It's been a month..." Jieming put down the Golden Essence ingot in his hand and rubbed his somewhat sore and swollen brow.

    He stretched and felt deep within his soul.

    The sense of fatigue left from his previous immersion in Mortal Dust Qi had completely dissipated, replaced by an unprecedented clarity and vitality.

    His spirit was full, and his soul pure.

    Jieming knew, it was time.

    It was time to test the effects of the potion refined from Mortal Dust Qi and Hundred Flowers Dew.

    This vial of potion carried his greatest hopes, perhaps holding the key to solving his current predicament.

    He carefully took out the potion emitting a seven-colored halo from his storage space.

    Prior to this, all toxicological tests on the potion had been completed; all that remained was experiencing it firsthand.

    Jieming took a deep breath, and then, without hesitation, drank the potion in one gulp.

    Upon the potion entering his mouth, it was not the violent impact he had experienced during his previous direct immersion into his soul.

    It carried the unique clear fragrance and gentle warmth of the Hundred Flowers Dew; like a sweet spring, it glided down his throat and swiftly permeated the depths of his soul.

    After drinking this potion, he could still clearly feel various mixed emotional currents.

    Joy, anger, sorrow, and delight; love, hate, passion, and resentment; birth, old age, sickness, and death; sorrow, joy, reunion, and separation... They still flashed through his spiritual world in an extremely real manner, like a slideshow, allowing him to personally experience the myriad lives of all sentient beings.

    But Jieming immediately felt the difference!
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    #panic# Chapter 150 is missing
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    #panic# chapter 150 is missing

    #panic# chapter 150 is missing
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    Chapter 150 is missing.
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