Chapter 142 - 95: The Dean’s Inheritance
The voice of Flower began to chatter:
"According to the information I have, when using these three Magic Potions at the same time, it’s best to first apply the mildest one, the [Calming Oil], to minimize the conflict between their Spiritual Powers."
"Its spiritual fluctuations are the gentlest and least irritating. It can form a ’Spiritual Transition Layer’ on the surface of the skin, which will allow the subsequent ointment and essential oil to be absorbed more easily."
At the same time, Mo Ning felt an invisible force tug at his blue robe, pulling it bit by bit from his shoulders, chest, and arms.
Flower then folded the blue robe neatly and placed it gently on another sofa nearby.
He had assumed he was taking off his clothes to apply the [Golden Kui Essential Oil] next, as that oil needed to be spread on his chest and limbs.
However, he was mistaken.
Flower gave an unexpected explanation: "To compensate for the loss caused by the conflict of Spiritual Powers, I suggest applying a small amount of [Calming Oil] to the jaw."
"The skin on the jaw is thinner and rich in capillaries, making its absorption efficiency for Spiritual Power much higher than other parts of the body."
"Applying it here allows the medicinal Effect of the [Calming Oil] to penetrate the bloodstream faster and circulate throughout the body."
"This portion of Spiritual Power will slowly seep into the Spiritual World, indirectly serving a ’harmonizing’ role."
Mo Ning blinked, instantly realizing this must be experience from the former dean, Lord Martin.
This was definitely knowledge that an ordinary Apprentice would not possess.
This delighted him even more.
For a Wizard, knowledge isn’t just power—it’s wealth.
Even if Flower had only inherited a small portion of the knowledge possessed by a Third Level Wizard, it was still an immeasurable fortune.
The bottle cap opened, and a small dollop of ointment emerged from the mouth of the bottle.
It stretched in mid-air, changing from a dollop to a sheet, and finally becoming an extremely uniform film of oil.
Mo Ning glanced at it, a flash of admiration in his eyes.
Just as Flower had said, in terms of uniformity, this was indeed far superior to applying it by hand.
The film of oil slowly flew over and adhered to Mo Ning’s forehead. A faint, cooling sensation instantly seeped in, causing his thoughts to gradually clear.
A little more ointment emerged from the bottle, extending into another small film of oil that covered his jaw.
Just as Flower had said, the skin on his jaw was thin and sensitive. The moment the film touched down, the cooling sensation was even stronger than on his forehead, but it seeped in slightly more slowly.
This slowness was precisely what achieved the ’compensating’ Effect.
’I see,’ Mo Ning thought. ’It’s not always a case of "the faster, the better" when Spiritual Power seeps in. Sometimes, a slow infusion can have just as significant an effect.’
A single casual remark from Flower had indeed given him a great revelation.
The cap of the [Golden Kui Essential Oil] opened next. A blob of essential oil emerged from the bottle, separated into five portions in mid-air, and each one spread out into a film of oil.
The five films of oil flew toward Mo Ning simultaneously, precisely covering his chest and limbs. A Warm Current instantly surged from the points of application.
They permeated inward from the surface of the skin, passing through muscle and fascia to reach the depths of his internal organs and bones.
Finally, it was the [Calming Ointment].
After the lid was opened, an aroma far richer than that of ordinary ointments spread through the hall like an explosion.
Flower spoke up at the opportune moment, its voice full of praise. "Mr. Mo Ning, if I’m not mistaken, this must be a high-Quality [Calming Ointment], correct?"
"I recall that the academy only gives high-Quality Magic Potions as a reward when an assessment mission receives a very high rating, or a thesis is highly acclaimed. It seems your talents are even greater than I had anticipated."
The voice was gentle without being fawning, sincere without being exaggerated. The compliment struck just the right chord, causing the corners of Mo Ning’s mouth to curve into a slight smile.
Another dollop of ointment rose from the jar, spread into a film in mid-air, and gently applied itself to his forehead and temples.
To be honest, Mo Ning found the Artificial Soul Flower to be simply impeccable.
It performed its tasks perfectly and provided excellent emotional support as well. An assistant like this was as valuable as a precious Witchcraft Item.
As he felt a more intense coolness seeping in from his forehead and temples, he casually complimented Flower, "You’re doing an excellent job."
Flower’s tone was filled with joy. "Your satisfaction is the entire meaning of my existence."
That one short sentence boosted the ’emotional value’ even further.
Mo Ning sighed internally, ’As expected of a Third Level Wizard,’ and closed his eyes.
"HUFF—WHEEZE—HUFF—WHEEZE—!"
A rhythmic breathing sound, following a special cadence, emanated from his mouth and nose as his chest vibrated at a peculiar frequency.
Flower immediately entered a state of absolute silence.
Even the two feather dusters stopped their chase, but as if afflicted with hyperactivity, they still twitched from time to time.
「Ten seconds later.」
The Spiritual Powers contained within the three Magic Potions, originally distinct and separate, began to rapidly merge under the stimulation of the [High Mountain Magic Breath Technique].
At first, the "Ice Cold" sensation was significantly greater than the "Warm Current." The former quickly devoured the latter, but the icy feeling was considerably neutralized in the process.
"HUFF—WHEEZE—!"
The efficacy of the Breathing Technique brought about a wondrous transformation.
The in-and-out rhythm, like an invisible hand, gently stirred the three Spiritual Powers, guiding them from conflict to fusion, from chaos to order.
The "Warm Current" surged up from the depths of the "Ice Cold" sensation, the warmth completely replacing the cold. Then, just as quickly, the "Ice Cold" sensation re-emerged from the depths of the Warm Current.