Another month passed.

At night, Ian stood in the center of the Alchemy Room, his figure slowly fading.

[Invisibility Technique: Mastered (1599/1600)]

He practiced this Witchcraft daily, integrating it into his life. Today was the day it would break through.

Spiritual Power circulated through a specific circuit, covering the surface of his skin with a faint glow. Light bent as it touched his body.

His figure vanished inch by inch, starting from his feet.

Finally, his entire being blended completely into the environment, even the sound of his breathing masked by the Magic.

[Invisibility Technique Skill Level +1]

[Invisibility Technique: Mastered (1600/1600)]

This Limit-Breaking was a bit more dramatic than the one for the Recovery Potion. The area of the Sea of Spirit in his mind expanded slightly.

The Energy Circuits of the Witchcraft Model inside his body changed abruptly, beginning to evolve and widen...

The previously thin tributaries burst open, becoming main thoroughfares. The circulation speed of his Spiritual Power more than tripled.

The faint glow on his skin solidified, transforming from a thin film into a flowing, liquid-like membrane of light that clung to his skin.

The angle of light refraction grew larger, achieving near-perfect deflection.

The panel refreshed:

[Invisibility Technique: Limit-Broken 1x (0/3200) (Limit-Breaking Effect: 1. Mimicry)]

[Mimicry: While invisible, you can simulate the colors and textures of the surrounding environment, visually merging completely with the background. The mimicry updates in sync with movement, bypassing non-targeted detection methods.]

Ian’s eyes lit up.

’Mimicry!’

’This effect is practical!’

A normal Invisibility Technique only bent light, making a person "unseen," but their silhouette remained. It was easy to be exposed by detection Witchcraft or Energy probes.

Mimicry directly changed the surface’s visual effect, allowing one to blend into the environment like a chameleon. The difficulty of detection skyrocketed.

He walked to the wall and focused his mind.

The liquid light membrane on his skin rippled. Its color quickly changed to dark gray and its texture became coarse, identical to the stone wall.

Even if someone pressed their face against the wall to look, they would only think it was a piece of the wall’s surface.

He then walked to a wooden shelf. The color changed to brownish-yellow, and the texture became wood grain.

Walking to the Alchemy Platform, the color shifted to metallic gray, and the texture changed to resemble etched Runes.

’Perfect.’

Ian deactivated his invisibility, revealing his form. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

A Tier Zero High Level Witchcraft that had undergone Limit-Breaking once really did approach the power of Tier One.

In certain special situations, this [Mimicry] invisibility might be even more useful than a Tier One Witchcraft.

The days passed one by one.

Kenna and the others also broke through to become High Level Apprentices one after another. Ian’s subordinates were finally starting to look like a proper force.

The first stage of improvements to the [Collapsar Starburst] model was complete.

Ian drew the structural diagram for the second stage of improvements in his notes.

"Collapse phase Energy Compression efficiency increased by seventy percent. Explosion radius is controllable, reducible to the size of an egg at minimum and expandable to a five-meter diameter at maximum."

Next was practical testing, to transform the theoretical model into an actual Witchcraft.

The Skill Level for his [Furnace Body Tempering Skill] surpassed 200.

The fluorescent glow beneath his skin was now visible even without intentionally circulating the skill, like a very faint jade-like coating.

When his muscles flexed, the contracting fibers emitted a faint "TWANG," and his bones’ load-bearing capacity had increased by thirty percent.

The quality of the Essence Blood sent by Kenna and his team was getting better and better.

In the most recent batch, there was actually a small bottle of Heart Blood from a Tier One Wind Kite. Although its purity wasn’t high, its advantage was a dense bloodline.

Ian processed it with his [Bloodline Purification Technique] for two hours, refining it into three golden-red pellets of Blood Essence.

He fed two pellets to Gaga.

The Shadow Night Kite swallowed them. Its feathers fluffed up, the unusual light in its eyes grew more distinct, and its maximum wingspan broke through to eighteen meters.

The other pellet, Ian used for his own Body Tempering.

It was definitely painful.

The golden-red essence seeped into his skin like molten iron being poured into his blood vessels. All the bones in his body made a CRACKLING sound. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Ian gritted his teeth, circulated the Body Tempering Technique, and guided the violent Energy to temper every inch of his flesh and blood.

Two hours later, the pain subsided.

He opened his eyes and exhaled a turbid breath tinged with the smell of blood.

He raised his hand and clenched his fist, squeezing a soft "POP" from the air.

His Power had increased by another notch.

On the panel, the Skill Level for his [Furnace Body Tempering Skill] jumped to 325, nearing the Skilled rank. At that point, his body would be further strengthened.

The Skill Level for his [Bloodline Purification Technique] climbed to 1208. It was still far from the next Limit-Breaking, but the "Spirit Devourer" and "Awakening" effects operated more smoothly.

Body Refinement, grinding Skill Levels, feeding Gaga.

Killing three birds with one stone.

In the Alchemy Room, Ian boxed up the latest batch of [Starlight Potions].

He had just refined twelve vials and, as usual, all were successful. If other Magic Potion Alchemists knew about this success rate, he wondered what expressions they would make.

This was also why Ian dared to set a low price. He wanted to crush his competitors first and then dominate the market.

He stored all the Potions in his Dimension Ring and dumped the dregs into the disposal pool.

The liquid in the pool churned and bubbled, and was quickly synthesized into harmless wastewater by the Purification Runes.

A knock sounded at the door.

"Come in."

Kenna pushed the door open and came in, holding a ledger.

"Lord Ian, this month’s revenue."

He placed the ledger on the Alchemy Platform.

Ian glanced at it.

In the three months since the Starlight Potion Workshop had opened, it had made a net profit of 500 High Level Magic Stones.

It wasn’t much to Ian, but it was enough to cover his usual expenses, as well as the workshop’s operating costs and the salaries for Kenna and the others.

"We’ve opened up two more material procurement channels. One leads to the various stronghold towns, and the other is a Black Market on the outskirts of the High Tower. The prices are ten percent lower than market price," Kenna reported.

"Mm, continue," Ian nodded.

"Also... Robert has analyzed a situation," Kenna lowered his voice.

"Over the past month, within Shadow Moon Tower, the demand for ’Rule-Based Materials’ has tripled."

Ian’s hands paused.

"Rule-Based Materials?"

"Yes. Mainly Abyssal Rule Fragments, Order Side Mark Residue, and High-Dimensional Entity Contact Objects... These are things few people touched before, but now they’re suddenly in high demand."

Kenna said, "The price has skyrocketed. A piece of Abyssal Rule Fragment the size of a fingernail is now going for three hundred High Level Magic Stones, and it’s still out of stock."

Ian was silent for a few seconds.

"Understood. You all keep an eye on it, but don’t get involved in these kinds of trades."

"Yes, sir."

Kenna backed out, gently closing the door behind him.

Ian walked to the window, looking out at the night view of Shadow Moon Tower.

Lights twinkled here and there. The Wizard Tower cast a long Shadow under the moonlight.

Beneath the calm surface, an undercurrent was still surging.

A few Insects from the Eye of Dusk had been caught, but the root of the problem hadn’t been severed.

’Rule-Based Materials are suddenly in high demand... Is someone doing the same thing as me? Or is it something else?’

’Could it be... the Tower Master knows something?’

He shook his head, not wanting to overthink it. He still wasn’t clear on the specific abilities of a Level Three Wizard.

This served as a reminder to him. In the future, he should not casually "pollute" his enemies. It was a major taboo in the Wizard World.

Right now, what he needed for his strength to grow was Time.

Since his Spiritual Power had already undergone Liquefaction during his promotion, he wouldn’t face much of a bottleneck reaching Level Two. He just needed to accumulate the required amount.

Grinding Skill Levels, improving Witchcraft Models, practicing Tier One Witchcraft and Tier One Potions until they reached Limit-Breaking...

The days seemed quiet and peaceful, but in reality, he was so busy he barely touched the ground, wishing he could split his time to get more done.

Things inside Shadow Moon had stabilized for the time being, but what about the outside world?

He hadn’t forgotten that during the Demon Hunting War, he had killed quite a few Wizards from the Deep Red Royal Court and the Withered Council.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, falling upon the open notebook on the Alchemy Platform.