Chapter 1775

In potion class, Jin Chen and Laisuo naturally became a pair again.

Tall and gentle Teacher Bailak was explaining to everyone the main materials used in this lesson.

"To ward off lightning and protect peace, the four-winged golden silk peach and beech, Thor's holy herb vervain, plus a bit of the golden orchid toad's tears and lovely beard grass… Of course, don't forget to add a bit of fairy butter."

Following the teacher's instructions, Jin Chen slowly added ingredients to the distillation bottle, when he heard the boy beside him muttering softly; a glance revealed that Laisuo had already finished making the "Bright Sparkling" potion ahead of time, now busily working on his own thing.

He tilted his head to listen, and the muttering Laisuo spoke extremely fast.

"Sea poppy and cypress branches, figs growing on graves. Snake grass and four-leaf Chonglou, plus a bit of devil rat's claws and eyelashes… Ah… I have to go into the forest to catch a Mandela snake again."

Jin Chen raised an eyebrow, curiously asking in a low voice: "Laisuo, what potion are you preparing?"

"!"

Laisuo, accustomed to always occupying the entire potion table by himself and being obsessed with potion-making, had completely forgotten that Jin Chen was still there beside him!

Under Jin Chen's smiling gaze, Laisuo's fair face gradually turned red, "It... it is, the devil's oatmeal porridge."

Jin Chen, did you understand?

Jin Chen didn't.

"All right." Jin Chen nodded, "Then, what effects does the 'devil's oatmeal porridge' potion have?"

Laisuo felt somewhat uneasy, his slender fingers twisting together, his face growing redder, "It's useless."

His whole face said, "Don't ask."

Jin Chen: "Sorry, go on."

No more questions, no more questions, if I keep asking my wife will be done.

Jin Chen thought so, the corner of his mouth hooking as he continued preparing the potion.

"All right, classmates," Teacher Bàilàkè saw the class was halfway through, the teaching had gone well enough, satisfied he said: "Next is free preparation time; after this class ends, three students will demonstrate their potion preparation."

Immediately after, exclamations of soft surprise burst from the students at the back of the classroom, "How beautiful, no wonder it's light magic!"

Laisuo instinctively looked back.

Aliya chanted a healing spell; the potion in her hand shimmered with liquid gold, needing only a light stir three times, the outside of the distillation bottle would be sprinkled with a golden‑powder‑like glow—just smelling the fragrance made one feel unprecedentedly at ease, as if all ailments could be cured.

"Aliya! You're amazing, my cough and cold that had lingered for days got better right away!"

Teacher Bàilàkè nodded in agreement, sighing, "Even the most superb potion techniques can't compare to the boost from light magic."

A very familiar saying.

Laisuo's inquisitive gaze drooped, he stared at the stirring rod in his hand, and thought again of his brother still lying unconscious in the sanctuary.

"Lain should also be receiving such attention."

Even if he himself were disliked and feared, it didn't matter; Lain used to be so brilliant, he felt happy.

It's a pity…

"Dear student Laisuo, your distillation bottle is about to overflow and explode."

Jin Chen's reminder came from his ear; Laisuo snapped back to attention and threw the tightly clenched sparkling spider‑silk clump into it.

He wiped his hands, poured the devil's oatmeal porridge into the potion bottle, stashed it safely in the pocket under his cloak, then looked up at Jin Chen.

Even Laisuo, who was well‑versed in potions, didn't know what Jin Chen was doing.

But toward this mysterious Eastern exchange student and roommate, the diligent Laisuo was now full of curiosity; he quietly shifted a bit toward Jin Chen, wanting to see what potion he was brewing.

After watching for a long time, Laisuo finally discovered that Jin Chen was just throwing things in at random.

In response, the Eastern little daoist Jin Chen said, "Nothing can't be solved by taking an unconventional sword approach; since there's no medicinal effect, let's just make it look good."

A bottle of bright, sparkling pink potion was thus produced!

【I couldn't tell you still have a boy's heart.】

Under Laisuo's curious gaze, Jin Chen silently cast an illusion spell onto the potion bottle, preparing to exchange it with Laisuo for the secret of the "devil's oatmeal porridge," when he heard his own name being called.

"Teacher Bàilàkè, I think Jin Chen would be very willing to show his potion; perhaps he also possesses some mysterious Eastern power."

The speaker was Delian, but behind him followed Dif and two other youths.

Only then did Jin Chen recall that in the original plot, Dif was Delian's loyal lackey and close friend.

It turns out he came for revenge.

Jin Chen's lips curled into a faint arc, "I can, but who will use it?"

"I'll do it!" Dif stepped forward a few paces, smugly chuckling, "As an exchange, you should also try my potion!"

The potion in his hand was thick green and viscous; everyone could see that snail worms were the main ingredient, possibly plus some nasty black wood ear from the swamp.

Laisuo frowned, feeling it was because he had teamed up with Jin Chen that Dif bore a grudge.

He carefully tugged at Jin Chen's sleeve, shaking his head to signal not to agree.

"It's fine." Jin Chen naturally took Laisuo's hand, gave a gentle reassuring squeeze, then let go.

His tone was completely different from before.

Laisuo's palm curled as if burned, he pressed his lips together and fell silent.

How strange, this person always seems to like… getting hands‑on.

He thought, his ears turning red.

Jin Chen also stepped forward, standing opposite Dif with a hint of amusement, "Exchange use, as you said."

"Tch! Who's scared?"

Dif had long discovered! This person simply doesn't know how to make potions!

He snatched the pink potion bottle from Jin Chen's hand, opened it, and poured it straight into his mouth.

After one gulp, it seemed nothing had happened.

"Hahaha! Foolish Eastern exchange student! You basically… uh?"

Dif seemed to have been choked by something, and then the classroom erupted in successive exclamations.

Good heavens, Difu! You have so many caterpillars on you!

No! Damn it, there are also snakes and ugly centipedes!!

No……no! Difu instantly felt things crawling all over his body, a sticky, icy sensation wrapping his skin, filling him with dread.

Laisuo slowly widened his interested red eyes, like a rabbit discovering a carrot.

He glanced at Jin Chen, then at Difu, furtively reaching into his cloak to feel for something.

On the other side, Delian's face changed, "Damn it!"

He stared at the smiling, motionless Jin Chen, then threw the universal dissolving magic potion to Difu—it was extremely expensive, something only nobles could possess.

But Difu drank it in front of everyone, and after many seconds it still had no effect; those horrible worms continued to crawl on him.

Difu even felt them in his eyes!

"Bailake, teacher!" Difu rushed toward Bailake without hesitation, "Save me!"

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Wives, good evening~

This chapter includes the subsequent magic potion mixing and dark magic knowledge of this world, all purely fictional.

The names and data of magic herbs refer to works such as "Plant Folklore and Legends" and "Herbs and Magic", etc.