Theo was rightfully on his feet, feeling rather faint as he couldn’t believe what he had just witnessed.
No. Correction—
He couldn’t believe what he had just caused.
That sudden growth...
Was it really from the same thing he had been working on?
It was like having an existential crisis, but in a good way, as Theo felt his heart pound erratically while realization slowly sank in.
Then, as his wandering mind returned to land, he heard the proud Elder, who had a finger under his nose, say, "Impressive, right?"
Theo blinked.
"Child," Elder Wei continued, clearly pleased, "if you must know, this isn’t even the tip of the iceberg."
"Huh?"
"HAHAHA!" the Elder laughed. "Producing enchantments—or converters, if they were in the form of a scroll—isn’t even your actual ability."
"Eh???"
"Your main ability," Elder Wei said, his tone turning more deliberate, "is to identify and, in turn, create high-quality potions. Fufufu!"
"...?"
"Because not only can you analyze the composition of liquids in depth without relying on external tools, but you can even manipulate them!"
Theo’s breath hitched.
"Give ten different jars to a normal person, and they might realize they aren’t exactly the same," the Elder continued. "But even if they understand that, they won’t feel it the way you do. At least not until after dedicating their lives to the craft."
There was a brief pause.
"And yes, you might think that isn’t such a big deal," Elder Wei added, "especially when there are tools that can do something similar to a degree. But tell me..."
"In a place that can barely classify spiritual energy properly, do you really think those tools can detect the most subtle differences you just saw?"
Theo froze.
Because from what he had heard—and from the fact that they had only recently discovered people could raise their spiritual ranks without relying on life bonds—it really seemed like they were behind in that aspect, despite believing they already possessed cutting-edge technology.
It was as if Theo were reading Elder Wei’s mind. But only to a degree, as the ex-bony Elder had more to say about the immaturity of spiritual energy-related matters in this realm.
This place couldn’t even properly judge the spiritual rank of someone like Young Lord Luca!
Cutting-edge, his arse!
While the four ancients, who could rarely agree on anything, acknowledged that there were plenty of interesting developments—especially the delectable dishes Luca shared with them—most of those advancements belonged to entirely different fields.
But in the case of spiritual energy, even those developing realms would have done better than them!
So while tools might exist, they would fall short the moment things became more complicated. Especially when it came to high-grade potions.
Then again—
Without the Elders’ intervention...
And definitely without everything their golden-eyed savior had already improved in this place...
Theo’s ability might never have been discovered.
After all, how would the child have ever chanced upon spiritual water or even the most basic ingredients to realize he could do something like that?
As such, even if it had surfaced, it might have been dismissed as insignificant in a world with dwindling spiritual resources.
But now?
Now things were different.
With them being there, and short of violating the established rules of the realms, they could at least teach him ways to maximize his ability.
Splendid, really!
Elder Wei smiled, deciding to continue educating everyone with whatever he could share.
"The idea of the ingredients not being exactly the same. A little off. Too much. These are things that would come naturally to you as you grow into your ability." He postured.
"And when that happens, producing potions of the highest quality, even with average ingredients, wouldn’t be impossible! HAHAHAHA!"
The Elder went on in a proud rush of words, clearly pleased as he finally let it all out and announced the matter to the stunned crowd.
Then he coughed, nearly choking on his own delight, before clearing his throat and smoothly shifting topics.
"But that’s for later."
"For now, as you can see, the purpose of that potion is to allow enchantment."
"Weapons, tools, and even armor can be imbued with a different affinity. With a high-quality Plant affinity essence, one would be able to achieve that effect."
He raised a finger as he continued.
"And as you could probably already guess, the same principle applies if the essence is derived from others like fire, ice, wind, or water."
"That means even those with different abilities—or those who have yet to awaken—can temporarily make use of these affinities until the enchantment wears off."
Elder Wei looked extremely satisfied as he lectured, clearly enjoying himself.
"As for the duration—"
For some reason, he stopped right in the middle.
Something felt off.
It was far too quiet.
Then he realized that, sure enough, Theo—who was usually attentive—hadn’t been reacting to everything he’d said, which was strange given how many shocking revelations had just been dropped.
Had they not understood?
Or were they simply overwhelmed?
But when Elder Wei looked around more carefully, he realized something even more baffling.
But Elder Wei did not—more like could not—answer.
Focused.
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