The Villain Only Wants To Live a Buddhist Life-Chapter 331: Dark Demon Dreaming of the Demon God

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Chapter 331: Dark Demon Dreaming of the Demon God

Amongst all the core materials Dark had obtained, in terms of pure value, Vlad the Vampire's [Soul Powder] was probably second only to [Angel Feather] and [Dragon's Reverse Scale].

Originally, for a material of this level, Dark should've treated it with more caution.

But what was he supposed to do when it was Vlad's remains?

It was definitely better to use such a thing of uncertain nature as soon as possible.

Before starting the experiment, Dark glanced at the clock on the wall, noted that the time was just past seven o'clock, and then began doing the preparation according to the proper order.

By now, he could already be considered quite an expert of experiments, capable of handling all kinds of materials with ease.

For this kind of basic crafting method, he only needed half an hour to complete the

preliminary steps.

But in the crafting process of a magical spirit, the activation of crafting magic circle no. 1 was when the actual crucial part would finally begin.

Holding the small vial of [Soul Powder] in his hand, Dark looked at the white light emitted by crafting magic circle no. 1 through squinted eyes.

Only a single core material was allowed in the basic crafting method. If two or more core materials were used, the violent clash between the materials would result in an experimental accident.

This time, since [Soul Powder] was chosen as the core material, he could at most only add some auxiliary materials.

Vlad was a vampire, the darling of moonlit night. His soul attribute was undoubtedly the most compatible with [Lust].

Aside from that, [Pride] was another choice that could actually be taken into consideration.

But the amount of [Pride] he had in store was far less than [Lust], so ultimately, Dark still ended up choosing [Lust].

7.3 points of [Lust].

For a [deadly sin], seven was a very special number.

7 points of [deadly sin] was enough to bear a [deadly sin Fruit].

In that case, what would happen if Dark injected 7 points of [Lust] into this crafting magic circle no. 1?

……

Theoretically, the effect of these 7 points of [Lust] would definitely not be as good as that of a [Lust Fruit]. But in the absence of a suitable cat grass, there was no other choice but to do this.

Whether it would die or survive would depend on fate—both Dark's 'fate' and also Vlad's 'fate'!

Dark took a deep breath to focus his concentration before unscrewing the small vial containing the [Soul Powder].

Altogether, he had prepared three vials.

One for the [Soul Powder], the second for [Lust], and the third for [saliva].

Adding saliva in the crafting process of a magical spirit was a habit Dark had always kept.

He maintained the habit because the effect had always been good.

'Saliva' was an excellent catalyst in the process of crafting magical spirit cards. The rich elements contained in human saliva could stimulate the formation of life.

Moreover, Dark had also realized that his saliva might actually be a high-quality auxiliary material.

…… 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Yet as the small vial containing the [Soul Powder] was opened, 'Leah', who was staying far away in Medea's dormitory, suddenly reacted.

Under Professor Medea's slightly puzzled gaze, she put down the book in her hands and once again went to the low cabinet next to the bookcase, carefully taking out the glass bottle with a diameter of 13 cm.

After so many days, the bubble (soul) in the bottle had completely condensed into shape, curled up inside the transparent liquid like a little baby.

But after the bottle was taken out, the little baby shockingly opened its eyes under 'Leah's' gaze! Updates are released by novel fire.net

A glint of bloody light abruptly flashed from those tiny eyes.

Her thoughts stirred up, 'Leah' doubtfully wondered, "What is it that made it react?"

Professor Medea came over and curiously asked, "Leah, what exactly are you trying to do?"

'Leah' smiled and said, "We're friends, aren't we?"

This question again—Medea couldn't help sighing.

She really wanted to say "we're actually not friends", but the words just wouldn't come out of her mouth.

Because in her heart, 'Leah' was more important than a friend. She was her 'benefactor'.

……

Dark was entirely unaware of what reaction Vlad's [Soul Powder] would bring. He merely went on in his way at his own pace.

[Soul Powder] was a luminous powder. If it weren't for the enchantment sealing the mouth of the vial, it would've quickly dissipated in the wind.

For this reason, the use of [Soul Powder] required a great deal of caution.

One must make sure to position it inside the light of the crafting magic circle before unsealing the vial.

After Dark did as such, the [soul powder] within the vial slowly slid down along the sloping of the vial and was promptly sucked into the crafting magic circle.

He maintained absolute patience and only used his finger to gently tap the vial, making the entire crafting process go extremely slowly as he carefully observed the changes in the radiance of the crafting magic circle.

When half of the [Soul Powder] had been absorbed, the light gradually became stronger.

With his other hand, Dark picked up the [saliva] he had prepared and poured in half of it. Once the light had been suppressed, he continued pouring in the [Soul Powder].

When all of the [Soul Powder] had been poured, he reached out to take the Bottle of Thoughts containing [Lust] and used the [magic brain dropper] to extract the [Lust] inside the bottle.

Speaking of this [magic brain dropper], it was supposed to be an 'older than dirt' magic brain dropper with only one year of lifespan left.

Yet lately, Dark gradually discovered that it seemed to be getting more alive and kicking.

Could it possibly be the last spurt of brightness before its demise?

At any rate, the intelligence of the [magic brain dropper] was only 0.1 point. It was basically at the level of a single-celled organism. He could just replace it if it died.

He wouldn't be overly sentimental over the death of a tool. At most, he would turn it into a specimen to commemorate it.

Dark skillfully extracted a droplet of [Lust] of about 1 point, and then dropped it into the shining crafting magic circle no. 1.

But once the droplet fell, the light of the crafting magic circle suddenly began flickering.

Without panicking, Dark continued dribbling the second droplet of [Lust].

Next came the third drop, the fourth drop...

But he stopped after the sixth drop.

Instead of stabilizing like he had expected, the light of the crafting magic circle flickered more and more rapidly, as if it would explode the instant another drop fell!

Dark dipped the tip of the magic brain dropper into the Bottle of Thoughts and extracted the seventh droplet of [Lust].

Inside that Bottle of Thoughts, a very thin layer of liquid was all that was left.

He paused to think it over, but in the end, extremely cautiously, he ultimately dripped the seventh droplet of [Lust] into the crafting magic circle.

When the pink liquid slipped from the tip of the magic brain dropper to gradually fall into the light, a ray of bright light suddenly burst out like a bolt of thunder.

Dark reflexively blocked it with his hand only to feel a wave of heat on his face. Afterwards, the light swiftly faded away.

Crafting magic circle no. 1 rapidly shrank onto the surface of the card, its internal circuit running at high speed.

Dark carefully tried to perceive it. A slight relief finally came to him once he determined that the breath inside was considerably stable.

Although experimental accidents were bound to happen when doing experiments for the long-term, it would certainly be great to avoid them as much as possible.

However, he didn't know whether this crafting process was ultimately successful or not.

Behind him, all the magical spirits had quietly gathered over. Meowth was the only one who wasn't distracted by this, wholly focused on carving its little shield.

……

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