Chapter 342: Chapter 207: Death Singer

After tidying up the experimental equipment, Ron walked to the other corner of the laboratory.

There was a specially made meditation mat, used for daily cultivation.

This meditation mat was woven from a special material that could isolate external interference while enhancing the concentration of Spiritual Power.

Sitting cross-legged on the mat, Ron closed his eyes, released his Spiritual Power, and carefully sensed his mental state.

His spiritual ocean had expanded several times compared to a few months ago.

The Meditation Technique of "Star Eater’s Ravings" began to operate efficiently, and even during short moments of meditation, he could feel the growth of his Spiritual Power.

This growth was not a slow accumulation but a continuous and noticeable enhancement.

It was like an unending stream, constantly pouring into his spiritual ocean.

Especially since mastering the technique of using the "Erosion Chapter" to isolate the Ravings, the efficiency of meditation had increased by at least several levels.

The previously troubling interference sound waves had now become his aid, like taking an enemy’s weapon to strike back.

"At this rate, reaching the critical point of 4.9 within three months should be no problem."

Ron silently calculated:

"Recently, I’ve considered pushing the charging progress of the ’Stand-In Puppet’ to 50%; transitioning to a Demon Hunter should also provide a certain increase in Spirit Attribute, and the threshold for becoming an Official Wizard is already near at hand."

But immediately, his brow furrowed, and his expression turned solemn.

Despite the smooth progress, the School’s control over the "Key Potion" remained a significant obstacle.

This rare Magic Potion, necessary for promotion to an Official Wizard, was strictly controlled by the major Schools, an important tool for binding geniuses.

Based on his understanding, unlike ordinary Magic Potions, the formula for the "Key Potion" was the top secret of each School.

Even many senior Alchemists could not fully know its contents.

After all, this sole path for apprentices to advance to Official Wizards was an absolute strategic asset, an essential means for major Wizard forces to maintain governing foundations.

And the "Key" Magic Potion allocation, determined every ten years, still had over two years until the next evaluation.

"Two years... too long." Ron shook his head, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes:

"I can’t waste two years here waiting for a Magic Potion that might or might not come into my hands."

Moreover, while "Star Eater’s Ravings" provided astonishing cultivation speed, it also caused extremely high spiritual contamination.

Ron had already begun to gradually feel the impact of this contamination: occasional auditory hallucinations, brief cognitive disarray, and even some strange dreams were all warning signals.

Although he had started using the "blessing" provided by Lilia to purify these contaminations, this method only addressed the symptoms, not the root, and could not resolve the problem fundamentally.

Lilia’s talent "Diligence Can Make Up for Incompetence" made her "blessing" particularly pure and abundant, which was one of the reasons Ron was willing to patiently teach her.

But even so, this method was only a temporary expedient and could not sustain long-term high-intensity cultivation.

Ron checked the status of the Time Guardian Pocket Watch and found that the Energy Quota had reached a full state of 50/50. This discovery left him slightly stunned.

"Has the energy quota increased again?" He began to carefully check the energy flow of the Pocket Watch.

Since acquiring the Pocket Watch, he had always used its Energy cautiously, having never seen the energy recover to full state.

"The experience of crossing the Bloodline Altar’s space portal may have given the Pocket Watch some recharging."

Ron pondered, a flash of understanding passing through his eyes: "The spatial distortion and the time flow difference... this seems related to the intrinsic traits of the Pocket Watch."

The Bloodline Altar, being a semi-independent space, had an internal time flow differing from the outside, and such time differences might have triggered the Pocket Watch’s self-recovery mechanism.

"But even so, it’s not enough to support a two-year wait."

Ron shook his head and carefully put away the Pocket Watch, "The Pocket Watch’s Energy is limited, and the recharging method is unknown, unable to guarantee when the next enhancement can occur."

Once Valen leaves, immediately visit Lady Allen to learn about the method of "advancing to an Official Wizard without relying on the School’s standard ’Key Potion’."

This might be a freer but also more dangerous path; however, for Ron, risk often meant greater rewards.

Whether successful or not, he planned to head to the Central Lands.

There lay broader resources, deeper knowledge, and more opportunities.

School factions like the Black Mist School in the fringe areas, albeit a good starting point for beginners, were ultimately too limited for those truly seeking the pinnacle.

As for the workshop...

Ron pondered how to arrange it.

Dale and Ailan were naturally to be taken along.

After undergoing their respective Bloodline Modulation, they had formed a special bond with him, almost an extension of his existence, with no need to worry about betrayal.

Ailan, being an ancient tree Fairy, could not only communicate with plants but also sense the surrounding energy fluctuations, serving as a natural alert system.

Additionally, her vine defense, like a living barrier, could provide extra protection in times of danger.

Dale also possessed similar traits.

Having now evolved into a Golden Ring pure-blooded Sea Siren, she not only had powerful water element control but her Charm Song ability could also become a turning point at critical moments.

Moreover, their non-human unique constitutions made them easier to... hmm, carry.