Chapter 514: Pain (1)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Phew...”
Lu Sheng sat on a pile of grass behind the carriage. He looked to the skies and sighed.
The weather was as fickle as a child’s expression. It was clear as far as the eyes could see just monts ago, but it was gloomy and dark now.
“Rumble...”
Thunder rumbled in the skies. It appeared as if it was going to rain.
“It’s ti to take the pills again.”
Lu Sheng straightened up and sighed again. He was sick of the strawberry flavor.
He took out a black tal vial from his sack with familiar movents, and removed the cover and the cork. He jerked his head up and started gulping the dicine down his throat.
After he obtained a formula from Veron, he had hopped on a caravan headed toward Musk Mallow City. This was the third day.
He put the vial down, and could not stifle a burp. Currently, his body was already strong enough. He had to drink many vials of dicine just to improve once. The other option was for him to increase the concentration of the dicine.
He suddenly missed the vial of dicine which Veron had given to him before this. He had improved by two levels after he drank it. That was so good dicine.
The dicine which Lu Sheng concocted was a far cry from that. It was too diluted, so he had to drink 30 vials just to improve by one level. This was undoubtedly an extrely excruciating process for Lu Sheng.
‘Looks like I’ll have to concentrate the dicine after I get my hands on the formula. I’ll drink a concentration enough for hundreds of people. I don’t think there won’t be any improvent then.
‘Also, I’ll have to change the flavor.’ Lu Sheng threw away the empty vial in his hand with scorn. He had enough of strawberries.
This world was extrely boring for him. These dicines had no referential value at all. Pharmacology was not a field he was an expert in.
Also, even if he was familiar with pharmacology, the different worlds had different rules and basic patterns. He reckoned that these dicines would be useless in Great Yin, Devil World, or the World of Pain. He also reckoned that it would be difficult to imitate this world’s mode of strengthening.
Hence, he intended to swiftly settle Luo Sang’s karma and put an end to this Arrival.
‘I should take another nap. Sleeping is the best way to kill ti.’ Lu Sheng looked upward and lay down on the pile of grass again. The scorching sun had dried the grass, and it now felt very comfortable lying on it. He rested his weight on the grass. Amidst so rustling sounds, he made a great dent in the rice straw pile.
“Don’t sleep now, kid. We’re almost there. We’re almost at Musk Mallow City.” The groom of the caravan, an old man with a short beard, smiled, and raised his voice at Lu Sheng from behind.
“Do you see that small hill? After we pass it, we’ll be in Musk Mallow City’s boundaries. We’ll be flanked by musk mallows, and the flowers will cover the hills and the mountainsides. It’s a beautiful sight to behold.”
“Is it? So we’re almost there, huh?” Lu Sheng sat up straight and looked toward the front of the carriage.
As the groom said, the not-so-even road was making a left bend. After traveling on the road for a while, a small hill could gradually be seen.
The caravan climbed the slope slowly and steadily. In no ti, they were in the embrace of huge swathes of yellow and green plants.
All around them, as far as the eye could see, were yellow and green. It was as if they were in a green ocean.
These plants looked like ears of wheat, but with a small, light yellow flower at the tip. They swayed in the wind in the distance.
“Achoo!”
Soone among the caravan sneezed. The wind carried a huge amount of pollen with it.
The caravan slowed down, but continued moving forward. In no ti, a massive fort with three peaks appeared before them.
The gray fort was surrounded by unguarded buildings and streets. Beyond that were acres of farmland. Everything here seed to be surrounded by the sea of musk mallows.
“This place is really beautiful,” a girl on the caravan mused softly.
Lu Sheng, however, caught glimpses of seemingly scholarly old people among the musk mallow flowers. Leading a handful of young students, they seed to be collecting sothing.
‘I hope that this trip will prove fruitful.’ He suddenly felt anticipation rise within his chest.
The caravan continued toward the outer fringe of the city. When a few guards ca up to them for inspection, they stopped.
Lu Sheng underwent the inspection and entered Musk Mallow City. He had no trouble finding the Banba Academy with its three tall towers.
The most popular establishnt in the entire Musk Mallow City was the Banba Academy. In truth, it was this academy that made Musk Mallow City what it was.
This was because the sea of musk mallows was planted by the Banba Academy. They were not naturally present here.
As ti went by, the academy attracted more and more people. In addition to that, the academy itself had so strategic value. Hence, a garrison fort was built.
Lu Sheng hailed a few random passersby and asked for directions. He quickly found his way to the main entrance of Banba Academy, which was the size of a town itself.
He handed Veron’s letter of recomndation to the guard on duty. After Professor Kekeanda was inford, he was allowed to enter.
Lu Sheng did not spare any attention to the atmosphere or environnt of the academy. He imdiately went up a three-storied hexagonal building by a tower and found Kekeanda.
The two of them t in a cold and cheerless room, where various experintal apparatuses and ingredients were stored.
“I’m happy that Veron’s asking for help. I thought that I would never have such a chance in this life. I’ve grown up with him, and he’s as much of a brother as he is a friend. So, just call Anda.” The old professor’s hair was white. He appeared to be at least 60-70 years old.
This made Lu Sheng rember Veron, who appeared to be a young man. He found it slightly difficult to believe that they were childhood friends.
“You know, those who frequently train can look younger. That’s an established theorem.” The old professor shrugged. “In truth, that fellow Veron is 72 years old.”
“Alright...” Lu Sheng smiled.
“Sit. I’ve read the letter. Your father has saved Veron, so you’re entitled to one request, which I will grant to the best of my abilities. Without going against my morals and will, I’ll help you with all I have,” Professor Anda said solemnly.
“I’ll get straight to the point, then.” Lu Sheng sat down and straightened his back. “I need all the formulas you have. You know which formulas I’m talking about.”
“Oh? Formulas?” Professor Anda was slightly stunned. “I can give you that, but, forgive for being frank, if you don’t have the corresponding training thods, these dicines will be no different than potent poison. Are you sure you want them all?” He paused. “In truth, based on my research over many years, these dicines aren’t that special in themselves. Before this, they’re just ordinary poison. The main thing is the creation of the training thods. That’s what made these poisons useful. In other words, you can take any poison, create the corresponding training thod, and you’ll be able to drink it without caution.”
“Oh?” Lu Sheng did not expect to hear this. “You’re saying that these dicines are actually ordinary poison?” He emphasized the word “ordinary”.
“According to my research, they are. Before the various styles have been established, these dicines were used as the imperial court’s secret dicine to poison others. It’s only over the course of years that they gained their current application. If you need it, I can give you the latest list which I’m working on. There are 181 poison formulas which contain stimulating and strengthening effects. As long as you have the training thod, they can be the basis of a new style,” said the old professor calmly.
“However...” He suddenly paused as if he just rembered sothing. A hint of gloominess and weariness appeared in his eyes. “Could it be that you and Veron know each other... because of that place?”
“Can you give all of the formulas?” Lu Sheng was montarily stunned, but he quickly felt elated. However, when he heard the final question, his emotions cald down as well. “Naturally, it’s because of that.”
Kekeanda’s brows furrowed. He stood up and rummaged through a drawer. He took out a thick pouch for docunts from it. A huge pile of manuscripts was contained within the ox hide pouch.
He counted the sheets carefully, and handed a pile of them over to Lu Sheng. There seed to be around a dozen sheets.
“Take these. There are a few formulas with ingredients difficult to find, but the others can easily be bought from an apothecary. The easterners usually have more complete stocks.”
“Thank you.” Lu Sheng received the manuscripts and took a look. The formulas were written in small, densely packed letters.
“I don’t know what you want that for, but you most probably want it to fight against those monsters.” Kekeanda rubbed his temple. “I’ve researched that place for 10 years, and specifically tracked down those monsters for another 20. Up until now, I haven’t been able to understand their existence. I can only wish you good fortune.”
“It’s alright.” Lu Sheng grinned. “You’ve helped a lot.” He stood up. “I’ll be taking my leave, then.”
“Go. If you co back alive, can you co and stop by this place? I hope to obtain so detailed data,” Kekeanda said in a deep voice.
“We’ll see.” Lu Sheng nodded. He stood up, picked up the manuscripts, and walked out of the room.
When he was at the door, he suddenly saw a black statue beside the door at the edge of his sight.
“Eh? What’s this?” Lu Sheng stopped in his tracks.
The statue was as tall as a man. Its base was a black stone column, while the top was half a palm with fingers spread out toward the skies. What made Lu Sheng stop was that there seed to be a complicated dark red vein in the general shape of a diamond on the back of the palm’s hand.
“Oh, that’s Misha, a Wicked God worshipped by small evil cults. He’s in charge of the border between life and death. He’s also the god of pain and joy,” Professor Kekeanda quickly explained.
“Misha?” Lu Sheng squinted his eyes. He morized the mark on the back of this hand with his sight. The structure of this mark seed similar to his Mystic Water Divine Vein.
“Yes, it’s an interesting deity. He appears to be a hand, but this is his entire body. His actual form is a monster in the shape of a human hand,” Professor Anda explained. “I’ve read about it in so ancient texts and felt that it has artistic value. So, I made a replica of it and used it as a decoration.”
“Mhm. It’s a neat piece of work.” Lu Sheng nodded. “Well then, I’ll be taking my leave now. Thank you so much for your help.”
“You’re welco,” Professor Anda said with a smile.
Lu Sheng walked out the door and descended the stone stairs. He could not help but turn to look in the direction of Misha’s statue.
‘Looks like this world is becoming more interesting...’ A ripple spread out in his heart. Lu Sheng turned around and walked out of the academy.
Now, he needed to concoct the dicine and consu it in large amounts.
He had enough money. Before Luo Di left, he had left him enough money to live two lifetis without having to worry about food or clothes.
It was apparent that Luo Di was making sure that Luo Sang would be able to continue living in the event that he died.
Lu Sheng rembered the directions to this place. He did not hop on a carriage, but walked along the road, and strode all the way back.
When there were still a few people around him, he restrained himself and went at a jog, covering three to four ters in a second.
When nobody was around him, he imdiately accelerated and covered a hundred ters per second. He seed to have shot past the road with a whistle.
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