After leaving Cecil’s office, Duke stayed at the High-Ring Tower for a few more days.

He organized Selena’s water rule breakthrough plan and Zephiris’s wind rule deviation analysis into written reports, fine-tuning each word and sentence to ensure that every theoretical explanation was clear enough for someone with no prior knowledge of the Wizard Plane knowledge system to understand.

Then he went to the library to borrow some basic literature on the theory of water rule cycles and the essential traits of wind rules, extracting the Chapters related to the problems of the two Great Mages and appended them at the end of the report as a reference.

After finishing these tasks, news from Wilkinson also arrived.

Duke arrived at the end of the corridor on the seventy-first floor of the Magic and Alchemy Technology Department and pushed open the heavy oak door to find Wilkinson standing in front of the obsidian workbench, holding a slender secret silver potion bottle, carefully observing it under the dark red glow of the chandelier.

The liquid in the bottle was deep brown and viscous like amber, with countless extremely fine golden specks slowly flowing within it under the light. Each time they circulated, they elicited a faint halo on the bottle wall, as if liquid starlight were sealed inside the amber.

Hearing the footsteps, Wilkinson didn’t turn around, and simply handed the potion bottle towards Duke. "Just finished the last step, the aging and resting time was timed just right."

Duke stepped forward quickly, took the potion bottle, feeling it warm to the touch.

Through the walls of the secret silver bottle, he could clearly sense the energy fluctuations emitted by the liquid inside.

That was the unique pulsation of the activated Earth Element Rule Crystal Fragment, steady and heavy, with a slow yet powerful rhythm, like the breathing of a magma chamber deep within the earth.

Each pulsation touching the bottle wall produced a nearly invisible ripple, which spread upwards along the wall, converging at the neck of the bottle into an extremely thin dark golden membrane, then slowly dissipating.

This level of magic potion far exceeded the realm of ordinary third-level potions. It wasn’t a mass-produced general formula, but a custom solution designed specifically for Baroque’s situation. From the choice of core materials to the planning of the potion’s energy release path, every step had undergone repeated testing and precise calibration.

"This thing took quite some effort from me." Wilkinson turned around, picked up a piece of parchment filled with dense writing from the workbench, and handed it to Duke. "According to your description of your friend’s old injury, the magic circulation formed scar tissue at the time of injury, and the rule power causes energy blockage when passing through the scarred area.

So I designed a triple energy release path: first, the Earth Element Rule Crystal Fragment as a base, actively infiltrating the scarred region of the magic circulation, softening the scar tissue from within; second, the Dragon Blood Grass Root Extract as an active catalyst, quickly intervening once the scar tissue is softened to convert the dissolved residue into an inert material that the body can absorb, preventing the formation of new blockages in the circulation; thirdly, High-Purity Starlight Sand, using a lower grade than the previous batch you had, as high purity would over-catalyze.

After the triple energy completes the repair, it forms an extremely thin protective film, covering the inner walls of the repaired magic circulation, ensuring the circulation won’t be torn again when carrying rule power in the future." He pointed at the line detailing the Starlight Sand in the formula, "This protective film can last at least ten years. After ten years, it will naturally metabolize, but by then the magic circulation will have completed its self-reconstruction, and the protective film will no longer be needed."

Duke carefully read through the parchment from start to finish, fully impressed with Wilkinson’s professional caliber.

The complexity of this formula far exceeded conventional restorative magic potions, with the sequence, dosage ratio, and timing of interactions of the triple energy release being precisely calibrated to the level of breathe, where any slight mistake could result in a conflict of energies.

To design such a detailed custom solution and complete the research and testing in just a few days, it would be hard to find a comparable talent among the alchemists of the entire High-Ring Tower.

"The method of administration is on the back of the formula." Wilkinson pointed at the other side of the parchment, "It must be administered in an environment with a sufficiently high concentration of earth elemental energy, preferably deep within a mineral vein or a subterranean cave. Within seventy-two hours after administration, no rule power should be used, and even basic magic power operations should be reduced to a minimum, providing a complete repair window for the magic circulation.

Seventy-two hours later, first attempt low-intensity magic power operation to test the repair results, and once the circulation is confirmed to be smooth, gradually restore the use of rule power. If within the first week post-repair, there is still minor stinging at the old injury site, that is normal. The cavity left by the dissolved scar tissue needs time to be filled by newly grown circulation tissue, and the stinging will gradually lessen as the filling progresses each day.

However, if the stinging persists for over ten days or if the pain intensifies, it suggests residual scar fragments have formed a secondary blockage in the circulation, in which case contact me again, and I will make a clearing agent for you."

Duke memorized Wilkinson’s words down to the last detail.

These administration conditions were not burdensome for Baroque. The Earth Sect controlled the largest mineral vein system in the Rising Sun District, and finding a cave with sufficient energy concentration would be a breeze.

Abstaining from using rule power for seventy-two hours wouldn’t be an issue for someone as steady, almost stubborn, as Baroque.

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