The two were initially confused by Zhong Shenxiu’s meaning, but when he looked at Chen, he was utterly dumbfounded.
“Th-this, this is...?” Faraday, as if struck by something, couldn't utter a complete sentence.
Stanley, standing nearby, was very curious and leaned over to look, only to follow in Faraday’s footsteps. His eyes opened wide in sheer terror, as if he might devour the notebook he was staring at.
From the written content, the two understood that this was a cultivation method tailored specifically for "Necromancers." However, they couldn't immediately grasp its marvelous functions, leading them both to cast questioning glances toward Zhong Shenxiu.
“If you two master this cultivation method I wrote for you, you will be able to cast magic from other schools, though your rank will be limited—only magic below the third level!” Zhong Shenxiu stated calmly.
His expression seemed to imply: Work harder for me, and I will certainly treat you well in the future!
Upon hearing that they could actually cast magic from other schools, the two nearly wept with excitement, though their hands trembled uncontrollably!
“Elder,” Stanley asked excitedly, “Is this—is this real?”
Zhong Shenxiu merely glanced at him, offering no reply.
That single look terrified Stanley into silence, and he inwardly blamed himself for doubting the Elder’s words!
“Thank you, Elder!” Faraday was shrewd, knowing that he should do more and ask less; the benefits would naturally follow.
“I will try my best to send the next batch of medicine to you two. Use this short time to focus on the promotional work!” Zhong Shenxiu said mildly.
“Elder, I think we should raise the price of the medicine even higher!” Faraday suggested. Those medicines were selling so fast that even if the price were doubled, they would still sell out quickly!
Zhong Shenxiu pondered for a moment, then said, “I’ll leave this matter to you two!”
Faraday’s face lit up, as Zhong Shenxiu’s statement implied complete trust in them—otherwise, he wouldn't allow them to set the price.
“Please don't worry, Elder!” Stanley quickly chimed in beside him.
After a brief silence, Zhong Shenxiu suddenly asked, “How are your current strengths?”
Stanley and Faraday were stunned again, wondering internally if the Elder intended to boost their power?
Thinking this, they couldn't help but show excited expressions again. They hastily replied, “Elder, although our strength among ‘Necromancers’ is not low, when compared to some mages or swordsmen, it appears…”
The rest of the words were difficult to articulate, but they assumed Zhong Shenxiu could understand.
Zhong Shenxiu nodded. “I will temporarily give you two an item each!”
Stanley and Faraday were stunned once more, both looking at Zhong Shenxiu with anticipation, unsure what he would give them. But it certainly wouldn't be an ordinary item.
While the two were guessing wildly, Zhong Shenxiu had already retrieved the items from his magic ring. Behold, they were two ‘Skeleton Wolves’!
“One for each of you!” Zhong Shenxiu stated indifferently.
“Th-this, this is?”
Stanley and Faraday’s pupils dilated again; neither had expected Zhong Shenxiu to suddenly produce two ‘Skeleton Wolves’!
Could this be the thing he was giving us?
Their minds were reeling, finding it hard to believe. They could summon Skeleton Wolves themselves; there was no need for Zhong Shenxiu to gift them.
Furthermore, skeletons summoned by a Necromancer cannot be gifted, because every Necromancer knows that once a summoned skeleton leaves the Necromancer who summoned it, it reverts to a pile of inanimate white bones.
Besides, this kind of ‘Skeleton Summoning’ skill excels in numbers—meaning only a large quantity of summoned skeletons displays their combat capability. Right now, having just one Skeleton Wolf made little difference!
These were the thoughts running through Stanley and Faraday’s minds. Yet, they did not know that the Skeleton Wolves Zhong Shenxiu gave them were not the same as the ones they envisioned; there was a fundamental difference between the two!
Seemingly noticing their perplexed looks, Zhong Shenxiu chose not to explain. He directly commanded the two Skeleton Wolves to briefly display their power, instantly rendering Stanley and Faraday completely speechless. It took them a good while to recover from the shock!
“Wh-what is this?” Faraday stammered, utterly unable to believe that skeletons could unleash magic, much less that these two Skeleton Wolves possessed such speed and destructive power, capable of instantly killing them both.
Could these still be called ‘Skeleton Wolves’?
Calling them ‘Skeleton Demons’ wouldn’t be an overstatement!
If the skeletons conjured by Necromancers were this monstrously strong, wouldn't they be invincible across the world?
In truth, Zhong Shenxiu was already invincible, but he simply held no ambition to conquer the world!
Zhong Shenxiu ignored their simpleton expressions. He formed hand seals, and two rays of bright light shot into the bodies of the two ‘Skeleton Wolves.’ He was granting Stanley and Faraday secondary-level access permissions for the two…
Afterward, Zhong Shenxiu began teaching the two old men the method for controlling the ‘Skeleton Wolves.’ Though simple, it still took Stanley and Faraday nearly half an hour to learn.
They learned it, but the shock in their hearts only deepened, as they now understood the terrifying power of these two ‘Skeleton Wolves’ even further!
After giving a few more instructions, Zhong Shenxiu sent them away!
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Night had fallen, the sky dotted with stars.
About five hundred li from the "City of Dream Night," inside a ‘Necromancer Association.’
“Heavens! You… you are…?” Chairman Ashiburn stared in horror at the white-haired old man standing before him.
“Ashiburn, did I startle you?” Barnett smiled triumphantly.
“Are you really Barnett?” Ashiburn asked in disbelief.
“Of course. Can you not even recognize my voice?” Barnett’s smug expression deepened.
He was the Vice Chairman of this ‘Necromancer Association.’ Today, a friend had called him out, and he was shocked to discover that this friend could walk under the sunlight—a startling discovery that prompted him to immediately press for the reason.
After an inquiry, he learned that his friend used something called a ‘Sunscreen Pill,’ and through him, he also learned about the ‘Skin Cleansing Paste.’ He could never have imagined such miraculous medicines existed!
His friend had only bought two bottles of each, but after much cajoling and pleading from Barnett, he reluctantly agreed to transfer one bottle of each to him.
“Th-this, how is this possible?” Ashiburn looked at Barnett in terror, clearly unable to accept the reality!
“Didn't expect it, did you! You think this is surprising? You’ll be even more shocked tomorrow,” Barnett said confidently.
He had only just begun using the ‘Skin Cleansing Paste,’ and its full effects hadn't manifested yet. The festering sores on his face had healed, but they were still pockmarked. After using it a few more times, he would recover his original appearance.
Moreover, since it was night, the effect of the ‘Sunscreen Pill’ wasn't visible. By tomorrow, he was certain to astound everyone here, just as he had been astounded initially!
“Barnett, what exactly is going on? What has happened to you?” Ashiburn asked, restraining the excitement churning inside him.
Barnett had a good relationship with Ashiburn and had no intention of hiding things. He promptly took out the two bottles of medicine he had bought for a hefty price of twenty thousand diamond coins.
“See these two bottles?” Barnett asked, feigning mystery.
“What are these?” Ashiburn was confused again.
“These are great things!” Barnett smiled again, then briefly explained the effects of the two bottles.
At this, Ashiburn suddenly shot up from his chair with a whoosh. His pupils dilated nearly twofold at that moment, and he asked in an even more trembling tone, “Wh-what did you say…?”
After a long pause, Ashiburn finally managed to accept the truth, though his excitement intensified. “Barnett, can I see them?”
Although he asked verbally, he was already reaching out to snatch the two bottles.
Barnett reacted quickly, tucking the two bottles back into his magic ring while muttering, “No way. I paid a high price for these. Do you know how much effort I put into getting them?”
He had nearly worn out his tongue trying to buy these two bottles; he was this close to kneeling to his friend.
“How much will you sell them for?” Ashiburn suddenly blurted out.
“I’m not selling these!” Barnett wore an expression that suggested he still needed them.
He was quite mischievous, having piqued Ashiburn’s curiosity only to declare he wouldn't sell them.
Under Ashiburn’s persistent pleading, coupled with enticements and threats, Barnett finally relented, agreeing to sell him half—but at a non-negotiable price of fifty thousand diamond coins! Truly extortionate!
Ashiburn was equally straightforward and agreed instantly!
“Ashiburn, I have to go out tomorrow; I don’t know when I’ll be back!” Barnett suddenly announced while Ashiburn was admiring his half of the potions.
“Where are you going?” Ashiburn asked casually, without turning around.
“I’m going to the ‘City of Dream Night.’ Even though both these medicines are sold out, I still want to confirm it personally!”
“What!?” Ashiburn was startled, nearly dropping the medicine in his hand, and asked again, “You said these two medicines were sold in the ‘City of Dream Night’?”
Barnett merely nodded and said nothing more.
“No, I’m going too!” Ashiburn’s expression was firm, indicating a settled decision.
Conversations much like this were taking place in various ‘Necromancer Associations’ surrounding the ‘City of Dream Night.’ We can predict that the ‘City of Dream Night’ will be quite lively tomorrow. If you wish to know what happens next, please log onto J-I, for more chapters, to support the author, and to read officially licensed content!