I Don't Care About A Mere Saint-Realm Expert!

Mo Fan actually laughed at the end. For some reason, Edith, who was at the back of the group, also looked at Mo Fan strangely.

Mo Fan saw the confusion on Edith's face out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't explain. Instead, he looked down at the herb in her hand. Even though she was only close to the edge of the Beast Forest, there were many precious herbs growing. She picked the precious herbs she had seen in the potion books.

This place was indeed the treasure trove that mages and apothecaries yearned for, even if the level of danger was no different from hell. People still flocked to it. As expected, treasures were mostly in dangerous places. Even if they walked around the periphery of the Magical Beast Forest, she believed that she could find many precious herbs. Yes, even now, Edith still did not believe that Mo Fan could lead them into the Magical Beast Forest. Forget the depths of the forest, even entering the first level of the forest is unlikely, she thought.

Normally, she wouldn't enter alone. She couldn't even get close to the periphery of the Magical Beast Forest. This time, she had to gather enough herbs. As for the Dragon's Breath, she really didn't believe that Mo Fan could snatch it back from under the dragon's mouth. The Dragon's Breath Grass grew in the nest of a Scandimoss dragon. Dragon's Breath—speaking of which, it was the saliva of a dragon. The Dragon's Breath Grass had always been nourished by the dragon and contained the powerful recovery ability of the dragon. Although the way it grew was a little disgusting, she had to admit that the recovery ability of the Dragon's Breath Grass was simply heaven-defying. There was only magic that wasn't destroyed thoroughly enough. There was no magic that the Dragon's Breath Grass couldn't save. It was just like a holy artifact

However, heaven-defying existences had heaven-defying guardians. If apothecaries wanted the Dragon's Breath, they had to defeat the dragon first. After all, the Dragon's Breath only grew in the dragon's nest. Otherwise, how could the Holy Fiend Herb be one of the top 10 unsolved potions in the world? Because no one had confirmed the true use of this herb.

Edith looked down at the newly picked herb in her hand. It was a Phantom Herb, one of the main ingredients in hallucinogenic potions. Although it wasn't a difficult herb to find, it was rare for its medicinal grade to grow so high. After Edith followed the team to the border of the Magical Beast Forest, it was like she was back in her hometown. She picked the herbs happily. Every apothecary had a great dream of using the Magical Beast Forest as their back garden.

Inadvertently, Edith and Mo looked at each other. He saw the joy in her eyes that she couldn't hide and raised an eyebrow. "You like phantom sprouts?"

It was Edith's turn to look surprised. "You know them?"

Mo Fan chuckled. Although he had always majored in magic and had never been exposed to magic potions, as a mage who commanded a game, he knew this.

"Phantom Sprout Grass, this level five attribute in your hand has just grown. Although it can be made into a hallucinogenic medicine, I think it's most suitable to add Phantom Sprout Grass to the Magic Cleansing Potion!"

Edith looked at the Phantom Bud in her hand. This mage from an Alternate World said that this grass has just grown? A level five Phantom Bud is rare. This mage from another world is really arrogant! In the game, he didn't even look at this kind of potion that had just grown. So at this moment, Mo Fan couldn't understand the way Edith was looking at him. He just thought that she was admiring him.

Suddenly, Mo Fan produced a withered magic herb from his backpack. He said, "Do you like phantom sprouts? Then I think you should like this too."

Edith's eyes lit up. It was an eighth-level fire mugwort. If hallucinogens could make a mage lose himself in an imaginary world, then fire mugwort was the magic herb that kept a mage awake at all times. Even in the highest-level psychedelic circles in the world, if you took fire mugwort, you wouldn't fall into an illusion. And she'd never seen an eighth-level mugwort before. Not even in her family's most prized potion vault.

Eadith looked at the potion Mo Fan placed in her hand and thought about it for a moment. "Sir Mage, for the sake of this potion, I feel an obligation to advise you.

After all, Scandimoss dragons are really hard to deal with.

She treasured the potion and put it away in her magic storage pouch. "You can't fight a dragon," she said seriously.

"You're a powerful mage. You even have many high-level potions. But did you know that the Scandimoss dragons are the most resilient creatures in this continent?

Scandimoss dragons are the highest-ranking beings in this continent.

When a dragon matures, it becomes a Saint. Do you know what a Saint is?" Edith looked at Mo Fan with her bright eyes. At that moment, her gaze was very sincere.

Mo Fan nodded. "Of course I know." After all, he had been in this world for so long, and he knew this bit of common sense. Moreover, he also knew that there was not even a single Saint-Realm mage in this world.

Thinking of this, Mo Fan couldn't help but pause. There isn't even a single Saint-Realm mage in this world. That's really weak. I was about to become a god in the game. In the near future, I'd definitely be the only Saint-Realm mage in this continent, Mo Fan thought confidently.

"There isn't a single Saint-Realm mage in this continent now, but a dragon is at the Saint Realm once it reaches adulthood. I think you should know the difference, right?

There's a huge gap between them.

So, young man, that's enough. All we have to do is walk around the Magical Beast Forest. Once I've picked all the magic herbs, we can go back. It's not as dangerous as running into a wall and not knowing how to turn back. This world is much more dangerous than your original world." Mo Fan thought that by taking out a high-level magic herb, he could make this beautiful girl understand his strength a little better. He didn't expect her to persuade him to go back.

He shook his head involuntarily. "I guess you'll have to wait until you see me defeat the dragon to believe I'm actually pretty good.

I really don't care about a mere Saint-Realm expert!"

Then, without waiting for a reply from Edith, he pointed to the scarlet grass that blew in the wind at the highest point on a hillside.

"Look, that looks like the legendary Perception Potion."

Although Mo Fan knew that his change of topic was very abrupt, he knew that it would definitely be effective.