What's wrong with me, a mage, loving to farm?

Chapter 143. Tower Spirit Cultivation Pool, Gopher Wood

"So fast?"

Kroya looked at what was emerging from the geyser.

I was slightly surprised.

Because there were five bottles of pale blue liquid inside, flowing with a color that seemed to emanate from the soul.

Judging from their color, these are clearly very pure soul solutions, each containing ten milliliters.

With such exceptionally high purity that it's obvious at a glance, each bottle must cost thousands of magic crystals. I never expected the Pit Lord to just give it away like that.

He thought he would only receive one bottle.

"It seems this pit lord cares about his subordinates quite a bit. If that's the case, we can have more opportunities to interact."

Kroya picked up a bottle of soul solution and examined it closely. As he gently shook it, each drop of the solution separated, drifting as if it had its own life.

A lord who treats his subordinates well is unlikely to be too ruthless.

Holding the solutions, he took a deep breath and felt he could begin constructing the cultivation pool for the Tower Spirits.

That was something he had been looking forward to for a long time.

Once the tower spirit is fully trained, the entire castle will be transformed into its own domain.

With the help of the Tower Spirit and the cooperation of the Woody Vine King, doing anything in the future will become much easier.

He thought back to what the culture tank needed:

"A high-grade soul-soothing crystal, a bottle of solution that allows the soul's consciousness to extend, and Styx water from the River Styx in the lower plane."

"Now that we have the soul solution, we just need the remaining two items."

After reviewing the information, Kroya used the Holy Spring Crystal Card to successfully purchase the two items from the Holy Spring Merchant Guild, spending two thousand magic crystals.

Moreover, the quality of the items he bought was higher than he had imagined.

"What a coincidence."

As he examined the two items that had emerged from the holy spring, his doubts deepened: "Could this pit lord truly possess a passage to a lower dimension?"

"They even have the water from the River of the Underworld and this kind of naturally formed soul-soothing crystal."

Indeed, these two items were sold by that pit lord again. After the previous transaction, he seemed to have granted him more privileges.

This allowed Kroya to purchase both items at an extremely favorable price.

Such a coincidence made him wonder if the other party really had a stable passage to a lower plane.

It's important to understand that the environment of the lower plane is different from that of the primary plane, and naturally, it will produce many things that are precious to the primary plane.

For example, this kind of soul solution, soul crystal, sulfur fire, abyssal crystal, and so on.

If there were a stable passage between the two worlds, it would be even more profitable than mining magic crystals. Of course, becoming a middleman between the two worlds isn't an easy task.

Without sufficient strength, you probably won't even be able to find anything in the lower planes; you'll be completely devoured by those demon merchants, who will even sell your soul.

"It seems everyone has their own destiny." Kroya thought of the Flame Mountain Lord who kept a red dragon.

What I've encountered so far... is really quite outrageous.

Only the Gray Sand Lord looks somewhat normal.

Is it truly normal, or is it just a facade of normalcy?

He thought about it and had a feeling that the seemingly frail young mage was no ordinary person.

But that didn't matter; he focused his attention on his tower spirit cultivation pool.

Whether it's normal or not, it's all normal trading.

……

Kroya had studied the method of building the mage tower spirit cultivation pool many times and knew it by heart.

He first meditated to get himself into the best possible state.

Then he took out the shark magic core that had been sitting for a while and used his mental power to slowly cleanse the latter's consciousness.

This is a slow and gradual process, but only for low-level mages.

Because low-level mages cannot directly "see" whether the consciousness of the magical beasts inside the magic core has been erased, they may accidentally damage their souls.

Too much force won't work, and not erasing it completely won't work either, otherwise it would be a terrifying story of the soul inside the magic core being reborn through the cultivation pool.

But for Kroya, it was a simple matter.

He could clearly and directly see the shark's astral body within the magic core, and he could also feel its consciousness being washed away and erased by his spiritual power.

Having been left there for several months, it was already extremely weak. With the addition of Kroya's precise mental cleansing, the process was completed in about half an hour.

The magic core, which originally contained the phantom image of a shark, now had a dull, motionless shark inside, like a plant shark.

"The first step is complete."

Kroya admired his masterpiece; it was completely clean, containing only the shell of a soul.

"Put it aside for now."

Next, he began to build the cultivation pool—the pool had to be built with pure magic crystals and inscribed with some rather complex magic runes.

The process is quite complicated.

As a level three mage, Kroya could tell that the function of these magic runes was probably to nourish and moisturize, as well as to imprison the soul inside, ensuring that it could not escape.

Every living being, at the very beginning, yearns for freedom.

Even the mage tower souls created in this way are no exception; they will try to escape.

The greatest test for mages who want to create the spirit of the mage tower in this way is how to soothe them and educate them to serve them.

"Is it already like I'm going to experience raising a child before I've even had one?" Chloe muttered.

His hands moved without stopping, and soon, five minutes later, he had completed the construction of a pool with a radius of three meters wide and a depth of two meters.

The pool walls are covered with dense, intricate magical patterns, leaving almost no blank space. These patterns are arranged in a mysterious yet orderly manner, making them appear both enigmatic and unique.

"And then there's this..."

Having completed the construction of the cultivation pool, he poured the water from the River of the Underworld in the crystal bottle directly into the pool.

The river water appears as a grayish-blue mist, and when filled into a bottle, it looks only half full, but once it falls into the pool, it flows endlessly.

The grayish-blue mist gradually filled the entire culture tank.

However, it was bound by the magical patterns at the mouth of the pool and could not overflow.

It began to spin, as if an invisible hand was turning it, rotating clockwise, and soon formed a vortex.

"Now!"

Kroya took out the Soul Solution and poured it all into the river. Then, he used his magic to control it, making it rotate in the opposite direction to the waters of the River of the Dead.

The two are merging, but they are also repelling each other. The soul solution, which should have been in small quantities, has absorbed enough magic to increase its volume.

The gray-blue mist and the pale blue liquid were clearly distinct, swirling slowly.

After spinning for about five minutes, it gradually slowed down, but the two remained distinct and showed no signs of merging.

Having observed this, he took out the Soul-Soothing Crystal and carefully placed it in the very center of the vortex.

The crystal, as clear as air, immediately began to peel away from its surface upon entering the vortex, its surface forming threads that extended like tentacles into the entire cultivation pool.

Finally, Kroya extracted the shark's soul from the magic core, wrapped it in his mental energy, and placed it directly above the Soul-Soothing Crystal, using his own mental energy as a warming place.

The moment it was placed there, those wispy threads began to slowly inject the water of the River of the Dead and the soul solution into the shark's soul.

Meanwhile, Kroa's spiritual power was slowly seeping into the shark's soul.

"call."

He finally breathed a sigh of relief after completing this step.

Next, we just have to wait. This means that after the waters of the River of the Underworld and the soul solution from the lower plane are integrated into the shark's soul, it will ensure that the soul can exist in the main plane for a long time.

Kroa's spiritual power allows it to become familiar with its owner, making it much easier to train in the future.

He got up and sat on the soft couch next to him, looked up at the sky, used the thirsty sea algae as a blanket, and planned to take a nap.

Even after making such a complicated item, he would still feel a little tired.

……

the other side.

With the cover and help of his men, Baron Camoyer finally broke into a deserted garden that was heavily guarded by the undead.

The garden has walls and a dome made of magic crystals, and there seem to be some remnants of small magical artifacts on the dome.

"Huff~ Huff~"

The Baron took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly became bright.

Because he saw in the very center of the garden a statue dressed in silver-white armor, crouching down to protect a small tree.

The sapling was a deep green.

It is less than half a meter tall, yet it looks like a forest.

The green glow spread almost throughout the entire garden, filling it with abundant natural magic and divine radiance.

"Gopher wood!"

He exclaimed in surprise, "Gopherwood and its guardian knight, the legendary descendants of Adam..."

At this moment, he truly felt that his ancestors were protecting him. In his family's story, the guardian knights of Gopherwood wore armor crafted by the gods themselves.

That is armor with divine power; once you wear it, you will be immune to all magical and physical attacks.

The baron rushed over, but knelt down as he approached the armor, bowing with each step until he reached it.

May our ancestors bless us.

May our ancestors bless us.

May our ancestors bless us.

While kowtowing and chanting devoutly, nothing happened, and they successfully arrived in front of the silver-white armor and the Gopherwood.

Then he cut his own arm and splattered his blood onto his armor.

The pristine silver-white armor rapidly changed after being stained with blood; it began to peel away.

The person encased in armor could not maintain his physical form, and all that could be seen was a young man with platinum blonde hair and an extremely handsome appearance.

But in an instant, he completely weathered and turned to ashes.

Only the Baron remained, staring at the fragments of armor, his body trembling.

He reached out his trembling hand to touch the armor, and without any resistance, he made contact.

But at the moment of contact.

Dense thorns sprouted from the inside of the armor and pierced the Baron's body in an instant.

He let out a painful howl and collapsed to the ground.

It was quite a while before his men outside noticed his unusual behavior and rushed in to check on him.

Upon seeing this, everyone was taken aback and quickly carried away the Baron, who had been riddled with thorns, while the Gopherwood was dug out and taken away.

The only thing that can save the Baron now is...

Only the mage Kroya could do it.

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