Chapter 3972 Lesson

Chapter 3972 Lesson

"The ball of dssanis requires nine hundred and ten things, belonging to the seven elements,"

"Each ingredient is different. You will have to use different techniques and formations on each ingredient to craft it and do that, without using any tool," instructed Prime Isna.

She is a beautiful woman who looked to be in her early fifties. She had dark black skin with beautiful violet lines.

She is Prime Isna, a Grade 7 alchemist.

Every lesson from her is a massive opportunity, that one couldn't get anywhere but Prime organization.

Not all Prime organizations have Grade 7 alchemists. Prime Isna is especially talented one. She is at the Peak of Grade 7 and has an expertise similar to Grade 8.

The only thing she lacks is the power of law.

I took every available lesson and even took a few Private lessons, which were immensely expensive, but I have credits.

This last mission has given me a massive amount of it, which I am going to spend on lessons.

I may have all the books in the world, but nothing beats the practical lessons. There are some things, that only they could provide, and I need desperately.

I am good at many things, but there are some things, I desperately lack.

These lessons provide that to me.

"To craft dassanis, we could start with any of the seven base elements."

"I prefer uini grass, which provides a more stable base, but is also aligned with my element," she said, bringing a smile to the faces of many.

Soon, a blue glass appeared in the center, and beside it, a complex formation of the ruin that happened.

"This atris's formation and we are going..." she begins to teach. Explaining every point, so clearly, that there were barely any questions.

However, we still asked, and she answered each in complete detail.

Not only for own enjoyment but also for selling. People will pay a massive price for it; I could demand any resources in exchange for this.

I am already making a list of things I want.

Extremely rare things that an organization doesn't sell. Even the seed like me, could buy them in only a limited amount every year.

I have my eye on a few things, and now, I will be able to get them.

I had bottled them, and there were less than a hundred bottles. The mead had shrunk by more than half, which is surprising given the amount of energy, they had absorbed.

It had been inside for over seven years and in these seven years, it had consumed a massive amount of energies.

It was a fortune of the Sky Sovereign.

A normal person would have stopped, but I kept feeding it, without care for the cost.

It rewarded me with turning into an nectar.

I had only drunk ones and controlled the urge to drink again. It would be a waste, seeing its power is still inside me, digesting.

It would take a little over two weeks more before the nectar would get absorbed fully by me.

The benefits it provides are truly to be fought to death for. It had helped me enough that I had stopped brooding over a loss of practice due to the soreness of the soul.

I touched the cabinet gently before walking away.

Soon, I am at the alchemy station, practicing the ball of dassanis, like my clone.

I may not practice alchemy much, but I sure practice the things, I had learned in the lesson. It is a rule, I had made.

If I learned anything in a lesson. I will practice it, till I have mastered it.

I am doing it and using a different way from my clone. I think, the way, I am using it better than my clone.

I might be able to beat it with it. I hope, I do. I had managed that only select few times.