Stordisk flipped his palm and it seemed like a tiny galaxy exploded on his palm as the dust expanded in a slow motion before gathering again, forming into a bottle of potion.
The bottle of potion floated into the air, before another one appeared on his palm. This repeated a bunch of times until dozens of potions floated in the air.
Tom could not analyze the potions, but by the looks of it, each one of them would cost an entire fief to buy. But nobody would be willing to sell them because they were too valuable. He could not wait to bring them home and see their effects.
"Too bad, Tom," Stordisk said. "If you've agreed to become my student. I would have bring you to my secret tower."
Tom had heard that some Adamantite Ranks had an ethereal secret tower that floated in the astral realm, impossible to find, even for Adamantite Rank, it was like looking for a needle in the ocean.