Chapter 102 – A Sudden Accident

Perhaps because Shi Lin had recently concocted a priceless Nightmare Species Phantom Demon Potion here, when Su Ming entered the workshop, it was still filled with a rich medicinal aroma.

The scent of the potion mixed with various alchemical ingredients and alcohol created a rather peculiar medicinal fragrance, causing Yun Langyue to unconsciously furrow her brow.

Su Ming also found it somewhat pungent.

Only Shi Lin walked into the workshop with an unchanged expression, as naturally as if entering his own home, giving off a sense of blending seamlessly with the surrounding medicinal aroma.

It was this Shi Lin who spoke.

“According to limited records, after a Sorcerer consumes the Phantom Demon Potion, not only do they suffer excruciating pain due to the conflict between the potion’s properties and the fragile human life structure, but their own Spirit Constitution also reacts to the Phantom Demon’s power, causing further conflict.”

Shi Lin flipped through the notes in his hand as he spoke.

“If the potion conflict an ordinary person endures after consuming the Phantom Demon Potion is rated at one hundred, then the intensity of the conflict between the spiritual nature within a Sorcerer’s body and the potion’s properties would be at least several thousand or more, possibly even exceeding ten thousand—nearly a hundred times that of the former.”

This numerical value, when reflected in the physical body, would bring pain of equivalent scale and also lead to a decrease in success rate beyond this magnitude.

A one-in-a-million success rate.

A 0.0001% probability.

Without a doubt, this was extremely low—so low that no one would dare attempt it.

And what Su Ming was about to consume was a Nightmare Species Phantom Demon Potion, making the success rate even lower.

After all, the higher the Rank of the Phantom Demon’s blood used to concoct the Phantom Demon Potion, the lower the probability of successful adaptation.

In other words, Su Ming’s probability of successfully adapting to the Nightmare Species Phantom Demon Potion was less than one in a million.

Such a terrifyingly low success rate was almost synonymous with “certain failure.”

If not for obtaining the Green Potion, even Su Ming would never have considered attempting it.

The appearance of the Green Potion undoubtedly brought a glimmer of hope for success to Su Ming.

However…

“Even with the Green Potion, considering you are a Sorcerer and are consuming a Nightmare Species Phantom Demon Potion, the success rate will still be very low.”

Shi Lin was the first to caution Su Ming in this manner.

Su Ming naturally understood this reasoning.

“If it were an ordinary person, with the assistance of the Green Potion, the probability of successfully obtaining a Phantom Demon Bloodline would be almost 100%. Even if they consumed a Nightmare Species Phantom Demon Potion, the success rate should be raised to over 70%.”

Shi Lin looked at Su Ming.

“But you are a Sorcerer. Conservatively estimated, your success rate would not exceed 10% at most.”

This was under the condition of having various other alchemical potions concocted by Shi Lin assisting as well.

If only the Green Potion were available, this probability would likely drop even further.

Therefore, the current situation had not become optimistic just because of the appearance of the Green Potion and the various alchemical potions provided by Shi Lin.

The probability of failure still dominated.

Thus, Shi Lin reminded him.

“You can still back out now.”

Though he said this with his words, Shi Lin looked at Su Ming with an expectant gaze.Obviously, this Great Master Alchemist still hoped that Su Ming would become his lab rat… cough wrong, become a true hero who charges forward fearlessly in the face of difficulties.

Su Ming didn’t overthink it.

“I won’t regret this.”

He had already made up his mind, so naturally he wouldn’t back down at the critical moment.

At worst, he would fail—it wasn’t as if he had no means of preserving his life.

Besides, wasn’t Yun Langyue right here?

With this woman’s family resources, she surely had plenty of life-saving methods.

If she wanted to keep Su Ming alive, it probably wouldn’t be too difficult.

As long as he could keep his life, Su Ming felt he should still take the risk, turning his bicycle into a motorcycle.

Wasn’t it just a probability of less than 10%?

Back when he used to pull from gacha pools in mobile games, the SSR drop rate was only 0.029%. Even during limited banners, it was only around 0.7%-0.8%, yet there were still plenty of lucky players who got it in a single pull!

If others could grasp their future with just one summoning ticket, and he had all the advantages of timing, location, and human support—how could he not succeed!

Thus, Su Ming turned to Yun Langyue and said with heroic bravado:

“If something goes wrong later, remember to save me.”

After uttering the most cowardly words in the most courageous tone, Su Ming walked forward stiffly, moving his same-side arm and leg together, and sat down rigidly.

Yun Langyue: “…”

Shi Lin: “…”

If you’re scared, just say so—it’s not embarrassing.

“Alright, I’m starting.”

Su Ming took a deep breath and arranged the various alchemical potions in front of him one by one.

Especially the Cyan-Green Potion—this was his greatest reliance this time. Su Ming placed it closest to himself.

Then, Su Ming took out the Phantom Demon Potion.

The warm sensation on its surface hadn’t faded yet.

“————”

A stifling tension began to permeate the Workshop.

Shi Lin and Yun Langyue instinctively held their breath, their expressions turning grave.

Yun Langyue had already reached into her bosom, ready to pull out something to save Su Ming at any moment.

Shi Lin, meanwhile, gripped his notebook tightly, staring intently at Su Ming, determined to record every phenomenon and condition that occurred next as precious experimental data for future research.

Su Ming glanced at the Phantom Demon Potion in his hand and slowly uncorked the bottle.

A rich medicinal aroma instantly filled the air.

“I’m drinking it.”

Clutching the potion bottle, Su Ming spoke solemnly to Yun Langyue and Shi Lin.

“Go ahead.”

Shi Lin nodded.

Yun Langyue said nothing, only fixing her beautiful large eyes on Su Ming.

“I’m drinking it.”

Su Ming took another deep breath and declared with a serious expression.

Shi Lin and Yun Langyue waited with bated breath.

Seeing this, Su Ming couldn’t help but speak again.

“I—”

Before he could finish his sentence, Yun Langyue interrupted him.

“Just drink it already!”

“Alrighty!”

Su Ming finally tilted his head back and poured the Phantom Demon Potion into his mouth.

The next second, the warm liquid passed through Su Ming’s throat and entered his body.

At first, the liquid was very calm, like warm water that could nourish the human body, flowing quietly into Su Ming’s system.

But when it reached his stomach, its temperature seemed to suddenly skyrocket, instantly transforming from warm to scorching.The scorching liquid, like magma gradually heating up, instantly erupted within Su Ming’s body.

“Boom!”

Su Ming felt a violent explosion inside him, followed by the potion he had swallowed transforming into a searing torrent that surged toward his limbs and internal organs.

“Hmph!”

Su Ming couldn’t suppress a muffled groan.

“Quick! Take the potion!”

Shi Lin urgently called out.

Without hesitation, Su Ming grabbed the alchemical potions before him and began pouring them into his mouth.

As the potions flowed into his body, they felt icy cold, suppressing the burning currents raging within him.

Yet, the temperature of the scorching flow continued to rise, still wreaking havoc inside Su Ming.

Before long, Su Ming felt his entire body burning with pain.

“Buzz!”

At that moment, the power within Su Ming’s body rebelled.

It wasn’t the power from the alchemical potions he had just consumed, but the Spirit Power that had long lain dormant within him.

As if provoked by something, the Spirit Power suddenly went berserk, rampaging wildly through Su Ming’s body.

It tangled with the scorching flow of the Phantom Demon Potion, clashing violently as if they were mortal enemies.

“Ah!”

Su Ming finally cried out.

Pain.

Pain that penetrated to the marrow.

Unbearable agony.

Indescribable suffering.

Pain, pain, painpainpainpainpain—

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!”

Su Ming’s cries turned into screams.

“Great Master!”

Yun Langyue’s pupils contracted, her previous composure completely gone as she called out to Shi Lin with unprecedented urgency.

“Take the Cyan-Green Potion!”

Shi Lin’s heart shook as he watched Su Ming’s agonized screams, shouting in response.

Gritting his teeth against the intense pain, Su Ming tremblingly grabbed the nearest Cyan-Green Potion, pulled out the stopper, and desperately poured it into his mouth.

In that moment, a far more intense chill than all the previous alchemical potions combined spread through Su Ming’s body.

It was like pouring cold water over the violently clashing spiritual and medicinal energies within him, calming them down.

The conflict between the powerful spiritual energy and astonishing medicinal properties slowed slightly, reluctantly yielding to the effects of the Cyan-Green Potion, no longer entangling as wildly as before.

Then, under the influence of the Cyan-Green Potion, Su Ming’s body began rapidly absorbing the medicinal power of the potions within him.

Only then did the pain Su Ming felt dissipate considerably.

But this was no time for relief.

“Now! Focus your attention and control your Spirit Power! Don’t let it interfere with your body absorbing the Phantom Demon Potion’s medicinal power!”

Shi Lin’s voice came at just the right moment, prompting Su Ming to concentrate fully and begin controlling his Spirit Power, steering it away from the Phantom Demon Potion’s energy within his body.

Whenever the two came into contact, the likelihood of conflict remained high. They had to be kept separate to maximize the efficiency of Su Ming’s body absorbing the Phantom Demon Potion’s power, cleansing his blood, and facilitating the Bloodline transformation.

Throughout this process, the Cyan-Green Potion played a crucial role.

Not only did it mitigate the conflict between Su Ming’s Spirit Power and the medicinal energy, but it also accelerated his metabolism and blood circulation, enhancing the absorption efficiency of the Phantom Demon Potion. This allowed the potion’s power to gradually integrate throughout his limbs and bones, eventually converging at the location of Su Ming’s heart.That is the center governing the body’s blood, the core of the Hunter Bloodline. Only by completing the transformation of the heart region can the human body produce blood infused with Phantom Demon power, achieving transcendence.

Su Ming only wished this process would speed up.

Otherwise, once the effects of the Cyan-Green Elixir faded and his Spirit Power clashed with the remaining medicinal energy, he would be finished.

Just as Su Ming was thinking this, an accident occurred.

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, the Spirit Power within his body surged violently, spiraling out of control.

“What!?”

Su Ming was inwardly horrified.

And Yun Langyue and Shi Lin, who were watching him intently, were even more shocked.

Because they saw it.

They saw bizarre patterns abruptly emerging on Su Ming’s forehead.

“That is…!?”

Shi Lin couldn’t believe his eyes.

Yun Langyue also gasped in astonishment.

“Vision Mark!”

(End of Chapter)