At the end of the day, two potions were enough for Intermediate Certification. He agreed so readily because he really wanted to test something else: if he made all three, could he be rated for Senior Certification directly? Best if he could; no matter if he could not.
Oden did not stand on ceremony either. As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yuan felt a faint wriggling sensation in his left leg, as if something were making its way up along it before finally gathering in his left hand.
The next moment, Lu Yuan's left hand seemed to come under the control of some force. It was not overbearing, and he could break free at any time if he wanted to.
Clearly, Oden was trying some unknown method and was gradually taking control of his left hand.
"Are you sure you'll be fine controlling my left hand by yourself?" Lu Yuan still asked. Precision was one concern, and the strain on Oden himself was another.
"Don't worry. I made plenty of Scorchfire Potions in my era," Oden continued.
"Back then, we had to deal with a fungal Eerie, so we rushed to make them overnight. You can rest assured, nothing will go wrong. Even if the formula has changed now, there's no way I'd make a mistake. Besides, I'll only be helping you grind and process the ingredients. You'll still need to do the actual brewing yourself. With the strength of my current consciousness, this level of limited movement isn't a problem. And I want to see how long I can last outside, too. Consider it a test."
Lu Yuan understood immediately. Making the potions was one reason, but Oden also wanted to determine the current strength of his consciousness.
"Then be careful. Don't let yourself get hurt. I still