Lord of Mysterious Wizard
Chapter 476: 453 : Cooking_2

Chapter 476: 453 Chapter: Cooking_2

After dozens of breaths of silence, the organizer of the gathering, the Earth Mother Witch, concluded the “anti-climactic” meeting.

However, before everyone dispersed, she couldn’t help but throw out a contract.

A meticulously crafted, irresistibly trustworthy mutual defense alliance contract!

But the responses of the others were very much in unison.

“I think I need a day to consider.”

“Goodbye, everyone!”

After he obtained the contract, Tang Qi exhaled his response, and with a wave of the witch’s hand, a green ripple bounced everyone out.

…

Inside the large wooden house, suddenly expelled from the meeting space, Tang Qi immediately looked at a lightweight clay tablet in his hand.

“Curios: The Gaedoia Covenant, a contract originating from the Earth Mother Witch School. The witness will be PadoMa, the Earth Mother deity worshipped by many native tribes within the Yamada Jungle. When a contract involves an Earth Mother Witch, she possesses a certain degree of immunity in the contract…”

Information Fragment exploded, and a knowing expression surfaced on Tang Qi’s face.

On the Mysterious Side, contracts are usually tied with trust and assurance.

But that isn’t always the case; even a contract between Divine beings can be tampered with.

Since his arrival in this world, Tang Qi had also duped several strong beings using contracts.

Hence he was especially careful on this front, to prevent the day when he himself capsized in the gutter.

As it turned out, his caution was justified.

The seemingly honest and reliable Earth Mother Witch was just as scheming.

The so-called “immunity” essentially meant that the Earth Mother Witch could default without concern.

“If everyone signed the contract with her, and if an unforeseen incident befell the Chituaga Tribe or that monster, the likely scene would be Tang Qi and the other six Transcendents facing the emergency together, while the Earth Mother Witch could flee without worry of punishment.”

With this thought, Tang Qi shook his head, labeled the Earth Mother Witch as a “sly woman,” and then nonchalantly placed the clay tablet aside.

Such a tampered Curio was not something Tang Qi would willingly themself for indulgence.

“Obtaining mutual trust between several unfamiliar Transcendents is extremely difficult. It’s still necessary to establish a mutual defense alliance, but only those few tamper-proof contracts recognized by the Mysterious Side should be signed… However, before that, the Giant Demon’s Sleep Secret Medicine needs to be concocted.”

Muttering to himself, Tang Qi then moved towards the large pile of materials.

To concoct a Secret Medicine for the giant monster known as “Visares,” it was evident that a tiny glass bottle would not suffice. It would eventually result in either a huge pot or a large vat of Secret Medicine.

An ordinary Secret Alchemist would need at least several assistants to complete such a volume of work.

But neither Tang Qi nor the Mamba Elder made such a request.

Why?

Tang Qi didn’t need them; his Special Ability allowed him to cheat not only in proficiency but also in quantity.

While the elder from the Mamba School perhaps no longer had any assistants he could find within the vast Chituaga Tribe to help concoct the Secret Medicine.

One of the reasons the eight Transcendents took the risk and stayed.

Within the tribe, aside from the Numba Old Wizard, there were no other strong Transcendent beings. Individuals like “Cardo” from the Chituaga people, who possessed an Extraordinary Aura, were feeble and it was clear they were temporarily enhanced and still in an adaptation phase.

Everyone believed that even if the old wizard had a plot, they need not worry if he was the only one to take action when the time came.

In perception, Numba’s revealed aura was close to “Professional Level,” and it was that of an aged and decrepit Professional Level.

Tang Qi’s confidence stemmed from the power within him. If it ever came to a showdown, he was ready to let the puppeteer taste the bitter contrast of the “Weak Chicken Wanderer Alchemist” becoming a “Demigod Level existence.”

Among the other seven, besides the Yucatan Assassin and the female adventurer of The Lost Clan’s bloodline, Tang Qi did not have high hopes for the rest.

“Evil Seeds from the Exotic Realm, according to various accounts from the Dark Era, most aim to colonize Blue Star, enslaving Humans and other Extraordinary Creatures or simply using them as food reserves. Given this, they should now start their expansion from the Chituaga Territory as a base. Why go to such lengths to return to the Qituaga Forbidden Land?”

“Unless…”

Suddenly, Tang Qi’s footsteps halted.

“Is there something within the Chituaga Forbidden Land that targets them? Or… is it holding even more Evil Seeds?”

Two speculations arose in Tang Qi’s mind.

Immediately, more thoughts poured out.

“When did that Visares start to appear? If it was before Numba went to the Forbidden Land, it suggests that the Chituaga people are capable of avoiding it, or perhaps it is simply a pet raised by the Chituaga people to guard the Forbidden Land.”

“If it was afterwards, then it is very likely some kind of reactionary mechanism of the Forbidden Land. Because the Evil Seed that devoured Numba escaped, Visares was released to prevent it from returning to the Forbidden Land.”

Many thoughts pointed to one cautious course of action.

“Do not open the Forbidden Land!”

“Even, do not kill Visares.”

Inside the Medicine Room, after pondering for a whole thirty seconds, Tang Qi lifted his head again, his gaze falling once more on the pile of Secret Medicine Materials used for concocting the “Giant Demon’s Sleep.”

At the corner of his mouth, a smile with a special meaning curled up.

…

Two days later, in the early morning, the last bit of Nightfall shrouded the Yamada Jungle.

Within the large wooden house with its doors wide open in Chituca Territory.

Tang Qi stood in the somewhat empty Medicine Room, holding a thick stick in his hand, vigorously stirring a pot of substance in front of him that resembled “paste,” underneath which flared the intense Flames from some Curios.

Within the pot, accompanied by the “gloop~gloop” sound, an overwhelmingly pungent stench was blatantly drifting out.

This was the reason Tang Qi had opened the door; after all, he shouldn’t be the only one to experience it.

Tang Qi glanced at the steaming, thick yellow paste with black chunks floating in it, feeling a strange sensation. He hesitated for a moment but still did not voice the comment in his mind about “feeling like he was cooking feces.”

Even without saying it, he knew that at this moment, the other Transcendents inside the other wooden houses were probably thinking the same thing.

Also concocting Secret Medicine, the old man from Mamba School had successfully prepared the colorless and odorless “Corrosive Soul Secret Medicine” yesterday.

Now, Tang Qi’s “Giant Demon’s Sleep” was entering its final stage.

After who knows how many stirs, Tang Qi suddenly felt a strong resistance in the stick; the stench also peaked at this moment.

Almost instantly, Tang Qi let go of the stick, and with a swift motion, he reached out with both hands, grabbing the object that was as large as a baby’s head and looked like it was made of crushed plant fibers from the nearby table. As he lifted it above the pot, his hands suddenly rubbed it briskly.

In an instant, that thing, also carrying a faint stench, turned into a cloud of powder falling from the sky.

The moment the powder touched the scorching paste-like Potion, an incredibly magical reaction was born.

Sss! Sss! Sss!

As if something was dissolving amid the strange sound, colors like auroras crazily escaped from the pot, colliding with the air to create dreamy, floating ribbons of color that instantly enveloped the entire Chituaga Tribe.

An unimaginably fresh fragrance replaced the previous nauseating stench.

In the seven large wooden houses, the Transcendents stood up at the same time, looking towards where Tang Qi was, with a look of surprise in their eyes.

In the Chieftain Room entirely built of Insect Nest Wood, including Cardo, several Chituaga people were kneeling at Numba’s side, seemingly reporting something in a low voice when the dreamy colors and fragrance drifted in without warning.

“Ah!”

A scream abruptly escaped from the mouths of Cardo and the others.

But before it could spread, they were silenced by a gloomy-faced Numba with some unknown witchcraft.

Even so, uncontrollable rotten spots emerged on the exposed skin of Cardo and the others as they came into contact with the aurora-like colors, making “ssss” sounds, the few of them seeming like silently wailing insects being crushed.