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My Rejuvenation Speed is A 'Little' Fast

A spoonful of Jiangbaisu, a scroll of Kuhesu, and a bottle of syrup so sweet it's nauseating. Stir the crucible, evaporate the moisture. Drink down the pain, reap a new life. In the lands of steampunk alchemy, demons run rampant, elements drift, heresy lurks. Xia Zhou looks up to the Mage's Holy Place, immerses himself in studying toxins, forging his own path of magehood. (This is not an invincible story. The invincible tag is system-generated and I can't remove it.)

White Barge Clear River · Eastern
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Chapter 31 Advanced Decoder·Kadum

Upon hearing the noise in the room, Rexasor remained composed.

He tread lightly, circling behind the stone screen by the door, and ventured into the office behind the screen.

There, a hooded figure knelt, cradling the Shadow Core with both hands. With humility and devotion, he expressed his "loyalty" to the Shadow Core as if in prayer.

The hooded figure repeated the same phrase over and over again, chatting with the Shadow Core in an unknown language of mysterious intent.

Folding his arms and leaning against the wall, Rexasor silently waited.

Perhaps it was the hooded figure's demonstration of "loyalty" that was convincing enough, or perhaps the Shadow Demon was tired of his chatter. A hazy black fog began to rise from the Shadow Core. The fog wormed its way up the figure's wrists, under his sleeves, clinging to the lining of his cloak until it crept to his collar, finally hovering under his nose.