When one is highly concentrated, time passes by incredibly fast, and the long night doesn't seem so difficult to endure. With this thought in mind, Murin Tristan immediately took out the items he needed from the storage pearl and stuffed all the snake saliva fruits and other ingredients into the cauldron. One of the advantages of the unique alchemy in the Divine Wind Continent is its convenience. On Earth, many of these herbs had to be dried first, and some even had to be ground into powder, and then prepared in strict proportions. It was a "crazy for nuns" (a joke term here) necessary preparation process. It took him more than two months to succeed just once back then. But now, with the help of micro - sensitivity control, it's not that troublesome.

  Plants like snake saliva fruits, Zhu plums, flower - cherishing vines, Mantiro, fox - smelling grass, and two - leaf shy orchids, which are the same as or similar to those on Earth, have a very low yield in the Divine Wind Continent. Murin Tristan spent almost a whole day searching in the Thunderclap Mountains to get one or two plants of each. He estimated that it was barely enough to refine two or three "Sister - Crazy" pills. However, controlling two or three pills at the same time was much easier than the hemostatic pills he made during the day. Moreover, Murin Tristan had tried it hundreds of times on Earth, so he was quite proficient. With the assistance of micro - sensitivity, it was like adding wings to a tiger.

  Half an hour later, he achieved great success. Murin Tristan looked at the freshly - made pill in his hand. It was as big as a lychee, round, and brightly red, giving off a faint luster. He was quite surprised. He originally thought that the ingredients were enough to make at least two pills. Moreover, different from the pills he made on Earth, the color of this pill was astonishingly gorgeous. Just looking at it made people feel an inexplicable commotion. A musk - like fragrance filled the air, very strong, and it was the smell of desire. Murin Tristan wasn't sure if he should call it "Sister - Crazy," but there was no doubt that judging from its seductive color and smell, it was definitely an aphrodisiac, and a top - notch one at that. According to the most common rules for judging medicines in the Divine Wind Continent, the more regular the shape and the more distinct the color of a pill, the more powerful its efficacy.

  However, Murin Tristan didn't feel the slightest bit of joy. So what if he succeeded? It was just an aid for sex. In this place where strength was highly respected in the Divine Wind Continent, a pill that could increase strength even for a moment was the real top - grade item. Damn it, he was trapped here because of this "Sister - Crazy" pill. The more Murin Tristan thought about it, the angrier he got. With a wave of his hand, he forcefully threw the "Sister - Crazy" pill out. However, it hit the rock wall and bounced back, rolling right at Murin Tristan's feet.

  It seemed to be fate. Murin Tristan sighed, picked it up, and put it back into the storage pearl. At this time, he remembered that he had the materials for the "Soul - Seizing" pill, so he simply took them out and refined it together. This time, he was still successful, and it was a high - quality product. However, the pill was pitch - black and shiny, and it had a disgusting stench that made people want to vomit. It was a poison after all. Just by looking at its appearance and smell, one could tell it wasn't a good thing.

  Murin Tristan put the pills and the cauldron back into the storage pearl. After refining medicine twice in a row, he had consumed a lot of mental energy. Murin Tristan began to feel a bit tired, and sleepiness welled up. He leaned against the wall and soon fell into a deep sleep.

  ****

  "Fire Blade Break!"

  Murin Tristan, who was having a good dream of watching an adult video on Earth, was awakened by a sudden coquettish shout. He rubbed his eyes, and his anger from being woken up flared up. He was about to curse as usual: "Which son of a bitch is in such a hurry to go to hell so early in the morning?"

  Ah, human voices? There were actually people on the top of the Thunderclap Mountains. Murin Tristan excitedly got up.

  From time to time, bursts of explosive sounds came into the cave. It seemed that a fierce battle was going on outside. Even if he was going to die, he had to seize this good opportunity to leave this place! Ignoring the danger, Murin Tristan climbed out of the cave. Then he witnessed the first battle between humans and magical beasts in the Divine Wind Continent.

  On the human side was a black - clad woman dressed as a thief. Her back was facing Murin Tristan. Her graceful figure moved around, as light and beautiful as a butterfly fluttering among flowers or a fish swimming in deep water. When Murin Tristan saw her opponent, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. It was a Snow Soul Spirit, but not an ordinary one. It was actually four meters tall. Just looking at its huge body made people tremble. It was surrounded by a faint white freezing aura, and its movements were much more agile than the one Murin Tristan saw last night. Moreover, it had two sharp ice claws. As far as Murin Tristan knew, Snow Soul Spirits usually only used their mouths to launch freezing attacks, but this huge one in front of him could also launch physical attacks.

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  Although the black - clad woman was agile, under the pressure of the huge Snow Soul Spirit, she had many wounds on her body, and blood was flowing continuously. However, she was no easy target either. Every time she attacked with the dagger in her hand, several fire blades would shoot out, making the Snow Soul Spirit howl in pain. If it was just a physical attack, the Snow Soul Spirit with its hard ice armor wouldn't be afraid at all. But the energy blades containing fire power could easily melt the ice and snow and damage its internal organs, causing much greater harm.

  The situation was evenly matched. Whoever was a little careless might end up losing their life on the spot. Murin Tristan watched this thrilling battle, not daring to make a sound for fear of bringing trouble upon himself.

  As time passed bit by bit, both sides were seriously injured. However, the black - clad woman might have lost too much blood and was running out of strength. Her delicate body was already a bit wobbly. She accidentally got hit hard by the Snow Soul Spirit's claws again and finally couldn't stand still and fell to the ground.

  A fierce light flashed in the green eyes of the Snow Soul Spirit. It raised its big foot and stomped hard towards the place where the woman fell. It didn't show any mercy. If this foot landed, no matter how beautiful the woman was, she would turn into an ugly pile of meat.

  Seeing that the woman who had lost her balance due to falling couldn't avoid it, Murin Tristan couldn't help but let out a cry: "Ah!" Then he quickly covered his mouth. It's over. This is really bad. Next, it will come and deal with me. Such a huge monster. Even if I hide in the cave, it won't be useful. I'm afraid the cave will be crushed and become my grave.

  At the critical moment, the woman suddenly made an extremely fast lateral movement that seemed to violate the laws of physics. She almost slid two meters away parallel to the ground, narrowly avoiding the Snow Soul Spirit's big foot. She then looked in Murin Tristan's direction in surprise. She really couldn't believe that there was someone else on the top of the Thunderclap Mountains.

  When they faced each other, Murin Tristan was equally surprised because he had met the woman before. She was the incredibly beautiful female thief Lendis, who seemed to come straight out of a comic.

  Murin Tristan didn't know that Lendis's academy internship task was to hunt down a Snow Soul Spirit King and bring back its eyeball as proof of completing the task. The Snow Soul Spirit King was a B - rank lower - tier magical beast. Calculating based on their respective strengths, Lendis was far from being its match. But she was fearless because she had one of her family's treasures, the Fire Dragon Inner Core, and the Fire Bead, which was the bane of ice - based magic. Moreover, the high agility of a thief was a great advantage against the slow - moving Snow Soul Spirit. However, she didn't expect that the Snow Soul Spirit King could not only use ice - based attacks but also physical attacks. What was even worse was that it was extremely cunning. After realizing that its freezing attacks were ineffective against Lendis, it used a trick to lead her to this triangular area with a rock wall at the back, taking advantage of the terrain to trap her. The thief's greatest advantage of speed was greatly suppressed, so she was at a disadvantage. If Lendis didn't have the Fire Dragon Bead that the Snow Soul Spirit King feared, she would have already died under its claws.

  At this time, Lendis also clearly saw Murin Tristan's face. He was the man who made such a disgusting noise while drinking in the bar yesterday morning, rolling the food back into his mouth with his tongue. She was full of questions. Why did that non - combatant guy come to such a dangerous place? Could he be a warrior hiding his identity in civilian clothes? He didn't look like one at all. But the situation was urgent. Lendis, who had lost a lot of blood and was physically exhausted, pleaded for help: "Hey, come and help me!"

  Although Murin Tristan really wanted to stage a romantic story of a hero saving a beauty and the beauty falling in love with him in return, he knew that with his strength, challenging the Snow Soul Spirit was like a moth flying into a flame or an egg hitting a rock. With just one casual claw, he would probably be shouting passionately, "I'll be a hero again in eighteen years!" and go to meet the King of Hell (in the Divine Wind Continent, it should be the God of Death).

  Beauty is precious, and money is more valuable. But for the sake of life, both can be sacrificed. This was one of the most important principles in Murin Tristan's life. Without life, no matter how many beauties and how much money there were, he couldn't enjoy them. So he stammered, "S, sorry. I'm not its match." After that, he even shrank back into the cave a little more.

  Lendis, who was desperately dodging the crazy attacks of the Snow Soul Spirit King, was almost so angry that she fainted. This guy was a complete coward. She wondered why he had come to such a dangerous place.