Chapter 166 Cavendish’s Secret Letter
With an unspeakable complex emotion, Li Wen logged back into the game, returning to the tavern room where she was before being forced offline.
She checked her status.
[Mephistopheles – Terra Human (Twilight-type) – Overall Level 11]
[Glorious Spectrum Series – Path of Light Chasing (Stage One) – Supplicant Lv10/Twilight System – The Path (Stage One) – Witch Disciple Lv1]
[Life 50%]
[Mana 55/110]
[Abilities: Glor – Prayer Lv3, Glor – Spell-less Arc Light Lv1, Glor – Divine Prayer Lv2, Glor – Thirst for Light Lv3, Devotion to Light and Fire Lv1, Twilight – Poem of Paradise Lv1]
[Knowledge: Basic Ritualism Lv2]
[Traits (6/6): Reverse in Shadow (Blue), Candlelight Blood (Blue), Nimble Hands (White), Professional Pickpocket (White), Necessary Sacrifice (Red), Witch Stance (Orange)]
[Status: One-eyed, Moths not to the flame, Weak (3h)]
[Experience: 850]
The Supplicant level reached Lv10, which meant she had reached the peak of Stage One. To achieve further advancement, she could only promote to Stage Two.
Li Wen already had an idea for the promotion ritual for Path of Light Chasing Stage Two, and she had already collected one of the two main materials required for the ritual.
She even obtained it without paying any price, as players’ lives are the least valuable.
Speaking of which, Li Wen remembered that she hadn’t checked the items she obtained before dying, so she took them out one by one from her Treasure Pouch.
They were a letter, a Potion, and a sealed black box.
Li Wen first checked the Potion. It was sealed in a semi-transparent short-necked bottle made of lapis lazuli, its golden, brilliant liquid flowing slowly as if it had a life of its own, emitting a mysterious and shining Glow through the blue bottle.
Purely by visual observation, Li Wen could not identify what kind of Potion it was. Moreover, the mouth of the bottle was sealed with a special craft, and she was unsure of the risks involved in opening it rashly, so she could not identify it by smell.
Of course, this was the method that normal people in another world would use to identify Potions, and it was extremely normal not to be able to identify it. It was just unfortunate that Li Wen was a Player and had more convenient and faster means.
She immediately began to check the item’s description panel.
[True Soul Elixir]
[Consumable – Potion – Legendary (Gold)]
[A Potion that only exists in legends. There are always things that can transcend death, time, and even the decay of ruin; that is the ultimate perfection, the miracle cast in gold and silver, the eternity flowing between the gaps of light.]
[Upon consumption, grants the user “Revival.”]
Li Wen raised an eyebrow, and her hands holding the Potion became even more careful, afraid of dropping the bottle with a tremor.
This was actually a Legendary quality Potion!
Legendary quality meant that only Master-level alchemists had the opportunity to attempt to refine it. In her past and present lives, this was also the first time Li Wen had gotten her hands on a Potion of this grade.
Moreover, its effect was to grant “Revival,” which further increased its rarity by one level.
Revival was different from Rebirth or Resurrection. Its effect was similar to the Soul Return Secret Medicine, which was to unconditionally revive people who had been dead for a long time. However, the Soul Return Secret Medicine was limited to ordinary people, while the Revival effect could be used on any target.
Conventional revival methods such as Resurrection, Necromancy, or Rebirth Rituals were usually accompanied by extremely powerful limitations or costs, so for the vast majority of Transcendent beings, life was almost a one-time event.
The ability to revive someone without a cost was undoubtedly an extremely precious and unique miracle. The value of this Potion could not be described in monetary terms at all.
Li Wen was somewhat surprised, but more so dumbfounded. Her current feeling was like working hard to defeat a boss and getting nothing, only to accidentally kick a small monster by the roadside and have it drop an ultimate divine weapon. Who would have thought that a Potion of this grade could be obtained in an unknown small Tavern?
Although the Revival effect was of little significance to Players, this identity was temporary. One day, they Players would truly descend into this world, and by then, they would be no different from the natives. At that time, the value of this Potion would be truly realized.
With such a good start, Li Wen became even more interested in the remaining two items.
She first picked up the black box. Its weight was exceptionally light, almost imperceptible. The material seemed to be a kind of sandalwood, with intricate secret scripts carved on every surface. A heavy Mana linked these secret scripts together, forming a powerful seal.
If she opened it rashly without the correct method, she might encounter unpredictable situations.
Thinking of this, the Girl shifted her gaze to the last letter. The sealing wax on the letter was made of rosin and liquid gold. Liquid gold, apart from being rare, was a useless liquid metal, but it was deeply loved by nobles. Some ancient families liked to use this material as sealing wax.
After a moment of contemplation, Li Wen decisively opened the letter and then read its contents.
[To my dear friend, Master Bonesetter:
I regret that I could not meet you in person. Please believe that this is not my intention, but a series of complex reasons. Since last year, my father’s condition has worsened, which sets my heart ablaze and causes me immense pain, yet there is no remedy.
Until the Frostfall Moon last year, a mysterious person visited my ancestral home. He claimed to possess a rare Magic that could alleviate my father’s illness, but the condition was that I make all sorts of promises. Please do not laugh at me for believing such claims, as I was already at my wit’s end.
After a short but extremely painful period of thought and consideration, I ultimately agreed to their terms. I had no other choice. The family cannot be extinguished in my hands, and the name Cavendish has been in decline for too long and has long been forgotten.
I must change the current situation.
To my surprise and comfort, the Magic the person spoke of was indeed effective. My father’s condition improved in a few days. This is truly… incredibly unbelievable! I cannot describe the details to you. It is definitely a divine Magic that neither you nor I could have imagined. Perhaps only in the ancient Golden Age could one find one or two. I prefer to call it truth or a miracle. I apologize, but you know I am not a country bumpkin who has never seen the world. My father’s condition was personally examined by the High Prism Tower Master, who found nothing.
At this point, I no longer resisted or doubted that person, and fulfilled all the promises I had made at that time.
However, what truly caught me off guard and made me anxious was yet to come.
After the person completed another treatment, he took the opportunity to invite me to join them, to become one of them. At that time, I agreed to the invitation without thinking, which I now deeply regret, because I was already blinded by that unique Magic and my thoughts were clouded. I craved that power, that Magic.
I cannot reveal any of the subsequent encounters to you, but please believe me again, this is absolutely not my intention… What I can confide in you and reveal today is only much pain and regret.
Their target is our family’s treasure, but I will never hand it over to anyone. Now, the only person I can trust is you, so I can only entrust it to you for safekeeping. As a reward, this Potion is a spoils of war from an extremely perilous adventure, a near-death experience. I could not find its description in any records, but I believe it is definitely worth your effort.
Seven days later… If I do not hear from you in seven days, or if I do not appear to retrieve the treasure, please hand it over to Lord Echeborn of the Sorcery Anomalies Hand. He will know everything.
Finally, although I no longer have the资格, please listen to my advice as a friend. Do not trust them! All their words are impractical lies! The truth in their mouths is not our truth! And everything they plot is beyond our imagination! Also… be careful of the High Prism Tower.
Signed: Black Kite]
“Cavendish?”
Li Wen murmured to herself. She seemed to have gotten involved in a formidable conspiracy.
