The sky-blue book spirit happily spun in front of Michael before transforming into a book inlaid with golden edges. Michael slowly opened the book.
Page after page of alchemy recipes unfolded in front of him without reservation.
Saint Grade Potion Formula, Advanced Alchemy Formula, Top Grade Alchemy Formula...
Michael's eyes widened as he greedily read the contents, trying to memorize everything.
Any high-level formula here would be sought after in the outside world, but it was only a beginner alchemy formula here. There were even Saint-grade alchemy formulas that only appeared in ancient legends here.
It was said that every Saint-grade alchemy formula could make the world lose its color. The last time Saint-grade potions appeared was hundreds of years ago, during the Battle of Gods.
In that war, all the factions on the continent of Tyre fought in a chaotic battle. In an instant, the entire continent changed color. Wind and clouds rose everywhere, and the entire continent fell into an abyss. The strength of each faction was about the same. After the battle began, no one was willing to admit defeat.
All kinds of high-level spells and alchemy potions were used in the war. For a time, everywhere had become a battlefield. The ordinary people on the continent could only watch as their homes were destroyed and hide underground in fear, hoping to hide until the war ended and then come out to live a good life.
The war lasted over a hundred years, turning the entire continent into ruins. At that time, as far as the eye could see, there were charred remains of the flames of war, huge holes left behind by various spells, and various bloody corpses. Many ancient gods fell in that war, and many spells and alchemy formulas were lost in various corners of the Tyre continent.
After that war, the mages became the only victors, and Derek Academy contributed the most. In order to maintain the peace of the Tyre Continent, Derek Academy established the Mage Association to control the mages on the continent, take care of the peace of the continent, and balance all the existing forces. Under the efforts of Derek Academy, the other forces other than mages quickly declined after the war. They no longer had the strength to fight and could only retreat to the corners of the Tyre Continent to seek survival. On the other hand, the elves chose to cooperate with the mages and live together with the mages as their spiritual pets.
After that, when Derek Academy was rebuilding the Tyre Continent, they kept collecting all kinds of talismans and alchemy recipes lost in that war and put them in the database for collection. However, for various reasons, using these charms and alchemy formulas tested the skills and aptitude of the mages. This also resulted in them not being used by any mages for a long time after they were sent to the database.
In just a short while, Michael had already memorized all the formulas.
Unfortunately, with his current ability, he could only use the formula of high-level alchemy potions. If he wanted to refine better potions, he would need to level up even more. His current mana wasn't enough to support him in refining higher-level alchemy potions. Moreover, higher-level potions required more complicated materials, which he couldn't easily obtain with his current strength.
Michael saw that Mr. Royce was almost done watching, so he planned to return to the castle first and use the advanced alchemy formula to refine advanced alchemy potions.
The success rate of refining advanced alchemy potions was very low, but Michael was not worried about that. He only needed to refine one bottle of advanced alchemy potion. At that time, he would put the potion into his treasury space and use the investment method to continuously obtain more advanced alchemy potions and other better rewards from the treasury space.
Just as he was about to call out to Mr. Royce, Kanal, who had been sleeping on Michael's shoulder, suddenly opened his eyes and flew up. "Found an investment target!"
Michael looked around in confusion. There were only him and Mr. Royce here and all kinds of magic elves and book spirits. However, Kanal would only remind him when the investment target appeared for the first time. No matter how much he invested in the future, the bat would not remind him again.
Mr. Royce had already been marked by Kanal a long time ago. Who had discovered it now? Could it be that these book spirits and magic elves could also invest?
"But the investment target is the foxtail grass alchemy book spirit. Invest ten Foxtail Grass, and you will receive two bottles of top-grade alchemy potions," Kanal continued.
Top-tier alchemy potion! Michael's eyes lit up. This was something priceless on the market.
A bottle of top-tier alchemy potion could have all of Michael's equipment, including his Robe, Cauldron, and Staff, to be upgraded to peak level. He could also use the treasury space to invest in top-tier alchemy potions for his teammates and obtain more top-tier alchemy potions.
In this way, the team's strength would quickly increase by a large margin.
Thinking of this, Michael took out the foxtail grass from the treasury space and prepared an excuse in his heart. He smiled at the book before him and said, "You have recorded so many different alchemy recipes. You must really want to try out how to refine potions yourself and experience the process of turning alchemy materials into potions, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the book quickly turned into a small book spirit floating in the air. His small face was filled with desire and yearning. "I haven't refined a potion myself. Although we have high-grade cauldrons, we don't have alchemy materials. We can't search outside."
"Every time those high-level mages came, they would leave after checking the information. They didn't even have time to listen to us." As the little book spirit said this, it angrily turned into a bun face. "I also want to try alchemy. Those talisman book spirits all mocked us for being reference books, guarding the formula but not being able to put it into practice. And they made fun of us with talismans they drew."
"I happen to have foxtail grass with me." Michael handed a handful of foxtail grass to the book spirit. "I'll give it to you as a token of my gratitude for your help."
The book spirit was a child, after all. He picked up the foxtail grass and was so happy that he almost jumped up. "Thank you! You are my great benefactor. I will definitely help you when you come in the future."
After a while, the book spirit seemed to have thought of something. It chanted on a talisman and condensed a small sign in the air. It handed the token to Michael. "You came in with someone else's pass, right? This is the new access token. You can use it to access the database at any time."
Passage Talisman? Previously, Michael only knew that obtaining the recognition of the database would also allow him to obtain a pass. Now, he realized that the recognition of the database was the recognition of these book spirits.