Transformation

Early the next morning, Ian once again reserved a batch of Rock Bear Essence Blood from Kenna's team.

If he wanted to earn a large number of magic stones, he could not count on Awakening Potions. He still had to rely on the scarce Rock Bear Potion.

Ian believed this potion would bring him immense wealth.

The only question was how to sell it safely. He still needed to weigh that carefully.

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Inside the Potion Room.

Through countless failed attempts and the gradual accumulation of feedback, Ian's proficiency with the Rock Bear Potion was only one final step away from beginner level.

Ian slowly poured Redheart Grass juice into a red glass cup, stirring counterclockwise as he entered the final stage.

At that moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly struck him. Every two turns, he sprinkled in a tiny amount of Magic Powder to catalyze the reaction, then shook the glass evenly...

In the end, the red liquid in the glass rapidly contracted, its color growing brighter and brighter until it finally stabilized.

"Success!"

[Rock Bear Potion Proficiency +1]

[Rock Bear Potion: Beginner (0/400)]

Ian slowly closed his eyes, digesting the flood of insights pouring wildly into his mind.

After a while, he brought the potion close to his eyes. Within the blood-red, crystal-like liquid, strands of golden threads continuously swam about.

They were not microorganisms, but the most precious Rock Bear Bloodline Essence.

The sight of those threads stirred an intense craving within Ian.

"Drink it! Drink it now!"

Ian did not hesitate. He tipped it into his mouth in a single gulp.

The instant the potion slid down his throat, he regretted it!

It did not feel like swallowing liquid. It felt more like swallowing a softened chunk of burning lead, and his stomach was filled with a heavy, tangible sinking sensation.

His stomach began to grow warm and hot. Ian felt no pain at first, only the warmth of downing strong liquor, but it soon rose into an intense burn that spread through his entire abdomen...

Ian leaned forward, bracing both hands against the workbench as his breathing grew heavy.

Tiny red spots began appearing across his skin, gradually swelling into dark red blotches.

His mind grew hazy. The sounds outside the room seemed to drift farther and farther away, replaced by the roaring rush of his own blood, thundering through his head.

He gritted his teeth and held on, lowering his head to look at his hands.

Sweat seeped from his pores and streamed down, leaving streaks of pale gray across his skin.

His vision gradually blurred, and his breathing became rough. The gusts he exhaled echoed through the room, making the air abruptly hot and stifling.

The bone-deep pain continued, spreading into every muscle and bone in his body.

Ian vaguely heard extremely faint cracking sounds from deep within his bones. It was the sound of bone breaking, of his internal structure slowly adjusting.

Fortunately, threads of green Life Energy surged wildly from deep within his body, continuously repairing his injuries.

As his bones continued breaking and regrowing, he could no longer endure it and collapsed headfirst onto the floor.

Who knew how much time had passed? Ian lay on the floor, his eyes slowly opening.

He touched his forehead. His temperature had already returned to normal.

After climbing to his feet, he looked around. Every flake of peeling paint along the cracks in the walls was clearly visible, as were the fine strands of spiderwebs beside them and even the uneven thickness of the dust buildup.

He tried clenching his fist.

Bang!

The air burst with a sonic boom in his grip.

He felt violent, surging power flowing through his body, as though everything before him could be destroyed with ease.

Then, hunger suddenly struck. Every cell in his body screamed!

"Hungry! Hungry! Hungry..."

Ian rushed out of the Potion Room and into the hall, grabbing everything edible and stuffing it into his mouth.

Bread, sausages, fruit, Awakening Potions...

Only after eating for a full half hour did the hunger gradually subside.

Ian smacked his lips and rubbed his round belly, his face filled with satisfaction.

Only then did he realize that he had finally survived, and lingering fear appeared in his eyes.

Ian had never expected that a mere Constitution Potion would put him through such a terrifying ordeal.

"The Life Potions before were so gentle. How did the Rock Bear Potion nearly cost me my life?!"

If he had not taken Water of Life some time ago, he did not know whether he would have survived.

That was the consequence of lacking knowledge. It seemed he needed to attend more classes at the High Tower in the future and broaden his horizons.

The panel only shortened the time he needed to learn knowledge and witchcraft. It could not conjure entirely new knowledge out of thin air.

He quickly took a bath, then stood before the mirror and examined his transformed self.

His face had not changed, and no fur had grown over his body. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He tried moving around. His body seemed slightly heavier, probably due to the changes brought by the Rock Bear Gene.

The lines of his neck and shoulders had grown thicker and more connected, while a layer of muscle covered his collarbones.

The muscles throughout his body were fuller than before, as though every muscle had been inflated. They bulged slightly, firm but not stiff.

His complexion was healthy and rosy, and beneath his skin was a thin layer of tough tissue that could effectively protect him from external impacts. Unfortunately, it seemed to work only against physical attacks.

Most importantly, his pupils seemed able to change size when he focused. His gaze had become steadier, no longer carrying that previous drifting quality.

Ian gently sniffed and caught a faint scent of rock and earth.

This was the residue of the Rock Bear Bloodline in the potion. It would be expelled from his body after some time, and he would return to normal.

He went to the hall and performed several simple stretches. Lacking any testing equipment, he could not sense the limits of his strength.

"What a terrifying improvement. Just how strong am I now?"

As for speed, although his body had become heavier, his greatly increased strength actually made him faster than before. His movements simply carried a steadier style.

As for how much his constitution had improved, he felt that even if he went ten days without sleep, he would not feel the slightest bit drowsy.

Now, once Ian put on his robes, the change in his physique was not obvious, but his aura no longer carried the frailty of before.

"Next, I'll rapidly brew potions and turn them into magic stones for cultivation."

As for the source of essence blood and the sales channels, he felt that cooperating with Malena would be the safest and most reliable option.

His strength had improved enormously, so he planned to find a time to have a proper talk with her.

After cooperating with the Magic Potion Shop, he could not abandon Kenna's team either. They could continue helping him collect essence blood.

As for whether the potions could be sold, he was not worried. This type of potion was especially favored by wizards specializing in Bloodline Modification. There was no need to worry about demand.

In the future, as long as he obtained formulas involving other bloodlines, he could use his powerful Bloodline Purification Art to brew enhanced versions of those potions!

Early the next morning, Ian had someone invite Kenna's team over, and they discussed their future cooperation.

He planned to stop mass-producing Awakening Potions. For one thing, Malena had already given him a warning, and it would not be good to go against her wishes.

Besides, the profit from Awakening Potions was too low and they wasted too much time. With that time, would it not be better to brew more Rock Bear Potions or practice more witchcraft?

Ian also asked about the recent situation with the Shadow Society. So much time had passed without the slightest movement, and he found it somewhat strange.

"You don't know? The Academy has been going crazy over it lately. The Shadow Society discovered an ancient wizard's potion garden and inheritance in the ruins. After a fierce struggle, they became the biggest winners."

"What?" Ian froze. So the ruins had tied up their hands and feet. No wonder they had remained quiet all this time.

"What was inside? Besides the Shadow Society, who else entered the ruins?"

Kenna's face was full of excitement as he spoke of the matter.

"Besides the Shadow Society, six or seven other highly renowned organizations entered as well, including the Golden House, the White Bear Order, and the Glimmer Witchcraft Faction. I heard many people died. Quite a few Advanced Apprentices died too."

"So it won't be over anytime soon?" Ian hoped it would drag on for as long as possible.

"No, it's already over, but there will definitely be more to come. The Shadow Society killed many people in the ruins and took all the benefits. The others will definitely retaliate!"