Silent Crown Chapter 263

Preheat the crucible, wash the test tubes, organize the lab table, and purify the air. Charles had done this procedure countless times and was an expert at it. It was obvious from how many things he had created. He had some weird problems as a musician but his talent in mechanics and alchemy was undeniable. Of course, fooling around like this was risky.

Ye Qingxuan had taken out the needle, removing the fresh and hot Deva’s blood, as Charles was cleaning up. The more he drew the blood, the more unwilling he became.

Deva’s blood was a high quality medium. If this worked, every drop was an essence hundred times more precious than similar material. It was practically liquid gold! And Lola drank all that money like beer. It was a stab to Ye Qingxuan’s heart.

Beside him, Charles looked at his pain and fell silent. Suddenly, he patted Ye Qingxuan’s shoulder in pity. “Junior, I see that you’re drawing blood in pain. Is there something you’re not telling me? You’re so young and yetah, you must go to the doctor quickly for these illnesses. Don’t be scared.”

“That’s enough.” Ye Qingxuan rolled his eyes. He pulled out the experiment material that he had just bought. If he had not taken advantage of the Shaman and those Indian smugglers, he would not have been able to find these illegal items so quickly. These things were not rare, but were unpopular, and not many would buy them.

According to the theories of the School of Stone Heart, regular people had aether inside of them too. Musicians often interacted with it; therefore the aether’s fusion rate was higher. However, unless the musician used healing music scores for the body, the rate would not be higher than ten. And then he would die.

A ‘medium’ was created by large amounts of alchemy equipment so there would be an environment where aether and man could coexist. When receiving a suitable medium, one must first test its nature. One must also understand its fusion rate with aether. If it was too low, implanting would be a waste of effort.

Ye Qingxuan was a bit unsure about this. He did not know if it was a one-sided relationship. But Deva’s blood sounded powerful and it had been sitting inside his body for all these years. There had to be a time for it to shine, right?

While he was lost in thought, the preparation had drawn to an end.

Drip drop, drip drop, drip drop The material had assimilated into the rosin after multiple filters and processing. Now it flowed thickly and dripped into the beaker. In the end, they solidified in the beaker, shining with warm glow like amber.

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Ye Qingxuan sucked in a breath. He twisted the valve, allowing his blood to flow into the beaker along the tube. And so dark red blood seeped silently into the amber. The redness bled through the amber. In the end, it stopped in the center like a blood crystal wrapped in amber.

Crack. Ye Qingxuan’s eye twitched at the soft crack. He glanced into the beaker. The solidified blood crystal had shattered and something flowed out. It filled the amber, swinging gently with faint ripples. The silvery ripples reflected with a dazzling color. There was a serene beauty in the fleeting lightit was moonlight.

The gentle moonlight flowed endlessly out of the blood crystal like liquid. It undulated on the amber and faintly rose to the air, transforming into flamesthe moonlight flames.