Helos lightly pursed her lips as her pale purple eyes scanned the basic potion recipes, a slight smirk curling at the corner of her mouth.
“These beginner potions don’t seem all that impressive…”
Her gaze flickered back and forth between several formulas.
Finally, her eyes settled on the “Universal Antidote.”
Right, Julius had mentioned earlier… those Abyss Cultists were crafting poisonous potions to harm the public.
Helos’s brows furrowed slightly, a flicker of thought passing through her lavender pupils.
She gently closed her eyes, recalling Julius’s words.
From his description, it seemed to be an addictive potion, but one that also harmed the human body itself.
Addictive… does that count as a toxin?
Logically, an antidote shouldn’t be effective against addiction symptoms, but it should be able to neutralize the toxins invading the body… right?
Helos slowly opened her eyes, her gaze returning to the formula for the Universal Antidote, thoughtfully staring at the bottle of pale green liquid. “But if that’s the case…”
She murmured softly, “Then this isn’t much different from the antidotes sold on the market?”
Her eyes scanned the simple list of ingredients on the recipe:
【Moonlight Mushroom ×1, Snake-tongue Herb ×1】
【Yields two bottles per batch】
Helos blinked suddenly, her lavender pupils narrowing slightly.
Huh?
Wait a second…
The girl studied the ingredient quantities on the formula, then glanced at the piles of Bloodstop Vine and Silver Dew Grass nearby.
Aren’t these ingredient amounts… a little too small?
Her fingertips absentmindedly curled a strand of silver hair as her brow furrowed, her gaze sweeping over the life potion formula in the book:
【Bloodstop Vine ×1, Silver Dew Grass ×1】
【Yields two bottles per batch】
Wow~
A smile of delight suddenly lifted the corners of Helos’s lips.
This is basically a ready-made experiment!
The girl took a deep breath, excitement sparkling in her pale purple eyes.
She picked up a Bloodstop Vine and a Silver Dew Grass, placing them side by side on the workbench.
“Alright… let’s see.”
Helos closed her eyes, her consciousness sinking into the spirit world.
On the pages of The Ultimate Alchemy, she didn’t hesitate to tap the golden-glowing 【Quick Craft】 button.
In an instant, a faint glow shimmered across the surfaces of the two herbs.
The leaves of the Bloodstop Vine began curling on their own, while the roots of the Silver Dew Grass started to emit light.
Drawn by an invisible force, they slowly spun in midair.
Helos’s eyes widened as she watched the magical sight—the herbs rapidly decomposed and recombined before her eyes, finally transforming into two streaks of light that flowed into two small glass bottles that appeared from nowhere.
The entire process took only a few seconds.
With two soft “plop” sounds, the two thumb-sized life potions landed steadily on the workbench.
Inside the transparent glass bottles, the red liquid shimmered faintly like fresh blood.
Helos carefully cupped one of the life potions, her fingers gently tracing the smooth glass, feeling a slight coolness radiating from the liquid within.
By the way, how did these two potion bottles just materialize out of thin air?
A flicker of confusion crossed her pale purple eyes as her gaze darted between the bottles and the remaining ingredients.
But she quickly shook her head, silver strands swaying lightly with the movement.
Forget it—thinking about it won’t help.
She looked down at the potion in her hand. Though each bottle was only thumb-sized, the ingredient amounts were astonishingly small.
Based on this ratio, the mountain of Bloodstop Vine and Silver Dew Grass in the workshop could produce a huge vat of life potions.
Helos’s eyes shifted to the mouse cage in the corner, where the little thief had a small, unhealed wound on its hind leg.
She pressed her lips together and gently removed the cork from the potion bottle.
A faint sweet aroma immediately filled the air.
Helos took a deep breath, a flicker of hesitation in her pale purple pupils.
But in the end, she tilted the bottle, letting the red liquid slowly drip onto the mouse’s wound.
The moment the potion touched the injury, a gentle red glow rippled across the mouse’s skin.
Helos’s pupils constricted sharply—the edges of the tiny wound visibly began to close at a remarkable speed, new skin sprouting like fresh buds in spring, completely covering the injury within seconds.
The girl’s lips parted slightly, her pale purple eyes wide with astonishment.
She instinctively pinched her own cheek to make sure she wasn’t hallucinating.
How is this possible?
In her understanding, ordinary healing potions could at best stop bleeding and slowly promote wound recovery.
Even the expensive magical potions from the duke’s pharmacy took several minutes to heal wounds.
But this tiny, thumb-sized potion had completed the entire healing process in the blink of an eye!
To achieve such a miraculous healing effect, it would require a high-tier healing potion personally blessed by a Divine Official of bishop rank at least.
And those potions cost thousands, even tens of thousands of Soli per bottle, and were rarely available.
Helos’s fingers trembled involuntarily as the potion bottle wobbled slightly in her palm, reflecting a mesmerizing glow under the candlelight.
She suddenly realized she might have seriously underestimated the true value of these “basic recipes” in The Ultimate Alchemy.
The mouse in the cage seemed to sense the change as well, lifting its hind leg to curiously lick the once-injured spot, its black-bean eyes shining with confusion.
The wound had completely vanished without a trace, even the fur had regrown, as if it had never been hurt.
Helos sat quietly at the workbench, silver strands cascading over the potion bottles, casting a soft glow.
The red liquid reflected in her eyes.
So… the actual effects of these potions are far more powerful than what the book described?
A thoughtful smile tugged at the corners of the girl’s lips.
Her gaze swept over the remaining piles of ingredients on the workbench, her mind rapidly calculating — at this ratio, the herbs she had on hand could produce hundreds of bottles of these highly effective healing potions.
Maybe she could make a fortune with this?
But the next moment, her brows involuntarily knitted together.
Her fingers curled a strand of silver hair absentmindedly, a shadow of worry flashing through her pale purple eyes.
No, being too conspicuous could bring unnecessary trouble.
Those church Divine Officials, the herb merchants, and even… those Abyss Cultists.
Helos clearly remembered Julius’s description of those black-robed figures who wouldn’t hesitate to use addictive poisons to control the populace.
If they found out she could craft such powerful healing potions…
The girl gently shook her head, carefully tucking the remaining bottle of life potion deep into a drawer, her fingertips lingering on the glass for a moment.
Better to keep a low profile for now.
More importantly, she needed to figure out how to get her hands on Moonlight Mushroom and Snake-tongue Herb first.
Wonder why the goddess gave her such powerful potions, was it to make up for the whole cant eat meat thing?