Our Dharma Masters are like this.

Chapter 68 Precious
The Mage Guild has returned to its usual tranquility today, unlike the month before it was crowded.

As Zelier walked along the guild's tree-lined path, he only occasionally saw mages passing by.

He navigated the lush, silvery trees with practiced ease, entered the small building, and then knocked on the door of his mentor Manlin's office.

Manlin's voice came quickly.

"come in."

Zellier pushed open the door.

As usual, Professor Manlin was drinking tea while studying ancient books.

However, today she wore glasses on her high nose bridge, which made her look even more academic and intellectual.

"What's wrong, Zelier?" Mentor Manlin looked up at him.

“Mentor Manlin, I found quite a few interesting plants while I was out on a mission, and I thought I’d bring them to you for identification.” Zelier weighed the cloth bag in his hand.

"Really? Let me see it." Manlin became interested.

Zellier opened the cloth bag and placed the plants he had collected one by one on the table covered with a white cloth.

Manlin picked up a plant at random and began to examine it.

"Hmm... this is a pansy. It doesn't have any magical effects. At most, you can grind the petals into powder to make dye."

"This is cat's claw vine, which is slightly poisonous. Only hunters would use it to coat their arrowheads."

"This is a sun-warming grass. It absorbs the sun's heat during the day and slowly releases it at night. Many people collect it for warmth in winter, but that's about it..."

After looking at several useless plants, Manlin found it somewhat amusing.

"Zelil, why are you like a little puppy, bringing back everything you come across so I can see it?"

“Because I was afraid of missing something precious…” Zellier scratched his head.

“There aren’t that many precious things. Even professional plant collectors have to be very lucky to get anything.”

Manlin looked at them for a while longer, and most of them were ordinary plants with little value.

However, when the topmost plant was parted, a cluster of bright red immediately caught Manlin's attention.

The relaxed smile on his face slowly faded, replaced by surprise.

Manlin carefully picked it up, brought it close to her eyes to examine it closely, and even smelled it.

When she smelled that faint fishy odor, Manlin finally confirmed her suspicions.

"This is actually a Bloodroot Rose..."

When Zellier saw that his mentor, Manlin, was finally interested in the plants he had collected, his curiosity was piqued as well.

"Blood Root Rose? Is it very precious?"

"I need to make a judgment..."

As she spoke, Professor Manlin began to examine the flower more closely.

She took a book from the bookshelf, turned to the corresponding page, and then compared every part of the Blood Root Rose with the descriptions in the book.

From the color of the petals to the intensity of the fragrance, and the overall growth condition, and so on.

After pondering for a while, Mentor Manlin nodded thoughtfully.

"You're lucky; this Bloodroot Rose meets the standards for a magic potion ingredient."

Manlin closed the book. "The overclocking potion, made primarily with Bloodroot Rose, can stimulate the user's potential in a short time, but this overdraft will also come at a price. Once the effect wears off, the user will become weak."

"The better the quality of the Blood Root Rose, the longer it takes to unleash its potential and the fewer the side effects."

"On the contrary, if the quality of the Bloodroot Rose is too poor, the resulting potion may not even be able to stimulate potential, but instead directly lead to a period of weakness as a side effect."

“It has such amazing effects…” Zellir exclaimed.

Forcibly stimulating potential and enhancing strength is a magic potion that can turn the tide at crucial moments. If used properly, it can completely catch the enemy off guard.

“Where did you find it?” Manlin asked. “In the cemetery,” Zellier said.

"cemetery?"

“Yes, I took a job to eliminate skeletons in the graveyard at midnight, and that’s when I found it,” Zellier answered honestly.

"You adventurers really have a very colorful life."

Manlin pushed up her glasses. "No wonder. Only in places like cemeteries, where negative energy is extremely heavy, is it possible for blood-rooted hibiscus to grow."

“Mentor Manlin, please take this Bloodroot Rose. You’ve already given me two bottles of healing potion.”

Zellil said sincerely, "Consider this a small token of my gratitude for your previous help."

Although Zellir really wanted to ask his mentor, Manlin, to help him concoct a potion that could temporarily boost his power.

But Zell also understood that constantly demanding things would only breed resentment.

Manlin is a high-level mage, and a precious enchanting mage at that.

The fact that she's willing to help and promote me is already a huge opportunity; I absolutely mustn't let her get annoyed.

Manlin was slightly taken aback when she heard what Zelier said.

Looking into Zellier's genuinely clear eyes, her expression gradually softened into a relieved smile.

"Hehe...you little rascal, you do understand some of the ways of the world."

Manlin regained her focus and, just like last time, took out several auxiliary ingredients from the depths of the medicine cabinet.

Zellier looked at them carefully, but with his limited knowledge, he couldn't tell what they were at all.

He only knew that one of them looked like glowing moss, another looked like solidified tears, and the others were even more bizarre.

After arranging all the materials neatly, Manlin once again raised her ancient magic wand.

The pale green crystal at the tip of the staff emitted a light, enveloping all the materials and beginning to extract their essence.

However, Zellier could clearly sense something was different.

The extraction spell that Manlin cast last time had a very gentle magical nature.

This time, however, Manlin's magic was aggressive. The hazy mist was no longer gentle, and several fine threads extended from the tip of her staff, connecting all the materials.

The petals of the Blood Root Rose began to tremble, and the essence contained within was forcibly extracted and mixed with the essence of several other auxiliary ingredients, slowly merging under the effect of the extraction technique.

Zellier was inwardly amazed.

The same spell could produce completely different effects, which truly broadened his horizons.

Finally, all the essences were fully combined, forming a small stream of viscous red liquid in mid-air.

After sealing it in a crystal bottle, Manlin nodded in satisfaction.

My skills are still so great.

Then she handed the potion to Zellir.

Zellier was taken aback.

"Teacher Manlin, what's wrong...?"

"Take it, little one."

Manlin shoved the crystal bottle directly into Zelier's hand.

"I'm not a combat mage who needs to fight monsters to the death. Overclocking potions are just gathering dust for me, but if I give them to you, they might save your life in a critical moment."

Seeing Zell's moved expression, she smiled gently and added.

"If you really want to thank me, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. For now, just focus on getting stronger slowly."

(End of this chapter)