Chapter Mana 800, Magic Pressure 900!

A year later.

In Locke's simple laboratory, he soaked in the last portion of Tartarus Cave Worm Spinal Fluid.

At the same time, he drank a potion containing a bright-red eyeball in a glass bottle. After drinking it, both of Locke's eyes emitted an eerie red glow.

The pupils at the bottom of his eyes reflected the light of the Abyss.

Over the past year, Locke had used Memory Ointment and Beholder Potion to enhance his memory and perception. Through the extravagant process of repeatedly refining potions and failing, he had raised his potion-making skills and mastered the refinement of the Beholder Lord Potion, an exceptionally difficult potion.

Being able to refine a potion of this level meant that Locke's potion-making skills had already reached the very peak of an Assistant Potion Maker. He even faintly showed signs of advancing further and exploring higher realms.

Beholder Potion was already at the highest level of an Assistant Potion Maker, let alone the even more advanced Beholder Lord Potion.

Potions was, after all, a discipline combining theory and practice. As long as one was given a sufficiently large amount of materials to squander, improving one's skills was incredibly simple.

The same applied to Enchanting and Alchemy. Many things that appeared extremely complicated were actually just repetitions of existing work rather than research and development. Therefore, with enough practice and materials, one could achieve in a short time what others had failed to accomplish in ten years.

Since Locke's monthly income had reached thirty-six thousand, he could easily spend more than ten thousand Magic Stones each month to buy materials and improve his Potions skills.

At present, Locke's savings had reached 200,000 Magic Stones.

Over the past year, he had also received some occasional orders from outside. Thus, his savings were not 180,000