The successful trial of the Tears of All Souls Potion caused an uproar throughout the entire Academy. The potion's heaven-defying effects left every Wizard and Apprentice who heard the news wild with joy.
Large numbers of Wizards from the Academy sought out Green, begging him to refine potions for them. As for the compensation, each offer was higher than the last, far exceeding what ordinary potions should have cost.
What? The same one-use magical device Teacher Lilian had given Green, capable of triggering an escape at any time. Tens of thousands of Magic Stones, with all the materials provided themselves, just to ask Green to refine it once. Rare bloodlines, too—ones that could add thirty years to a Wizard's lifespan after being consumed.
These items, which were extraordinarily precious in the Wizarding World, were all delivered to Green by the other Wizards as though they cost nothing.
The Wizards who were nearing a breakthrough or the end of their lifespans were especially frantic, each offering more than the last.
In truth, to Wizards whose lifespans were nearly over, Green's potions were equivalent to divine medicine.
Although according to Green's explanation, a person could take only seven potions, after which they would lose their effect,
those seven potions could increase Mental Power by at least fifty-five points. For Wizards nearing the end of their lifespans, fifty-five points of Mental Power was equivalent to at least sixty or seventy years of arduous cultivation. Combined with some other potions, it could fully bring their Mental Power to the limit of their current stage and let them charge toward a higher level.
If that wasn't divine medicine, then what was? It could save them sixty or seventy years of hard work.
Green sat by the window in the study of his villa, holding a