How come this arcanist is invincible?

Chapter 29 Arcane Tome

Compared to the Book of Secrets that led him into the world of magic...

This tattered Arcane Tome contains far more profound information.

The book details various arcane techniques—

Rune principles, basic meditation, differences between various schools of magic...

But the core of it is to clearly explain the difference between arcane mages and sorcerers.

"Arcanists were originally a branch of mages, and we once relied on the magic network."

"But on the day the magic network collapsed, everyone except the legendary mage became lambs to the slaughter."

"At that moment we realized: we cannot believe in God, much less in the magic net of the goddess of magic."

"Instead of relying on magic networks to reduce difficulty, it's better to delve into the essence of magic."

"Build models with runes, allowing magic to truly become a part of itself."

Kane sighed softly upon reading this.

The century following the collapse of the magic network was the golden age of arcane sorcerers.

The spellcasters collectively abandoned the magic network, built their own models, and optimized their spells.

They developed many unique spells that do not require a magic network.

Unfortunately, the glory did not last.

After the pain was forgotten, the convenience of the magic network once again took the lead.

Training an arcanist requires a significant investment of time in learning the principles;

Meanwhile, mages of the same level only need to record spell slots and cast spells.

Moreover, arcane spellcasting consumes more mental energy, and overuse can even lead to sudden death.

Gradually, more and more people started walking this road.

"However, I possess the characteristic of immortality, so I don't need to worry about the negative effects of excessive mental energy consumption."

Kane closed the book.

As dusk settled outside the window, candlelight flickered sporadically inside the library.

He summoned the panel, and a notification lit up:

You will gain 80 experience points from reading.

But he was more concerned about the prompt below.

[Hint: You have read an advanced book on the Arcanist path. Do you want to unlock the new class and change your class to "Arcanist"?]

[Note: The conversion is irreversible]

He wanted to choose "yes," but realized he lacked experience.

The experience gained from killing Ethan and the others last time was just enough to level up back to LV10.

However, the experience required to advance to LV11 is still far from sufficient.

Kane looked at the rows of books on the bookshelves in front of him.

"If only we had 'Dark Water'... it would increase the experience gain rate from reading."

"But we currently lack the tools and materials..."

He suddenly remembered Zena's teacher and smiled slightly.

Isn't this a great opportunity to build a closer relationship?

……

A run-down little shop in the Alchemy Workshop area.

"Breathe, meditate, feel the flow of ether, and create a path for the water."

Zeya closed her eyes and concentrated.

The water in the cup slowly rose ten centimeters before gently falling back down.

Kane stood quietly at the doorway, watching.

The fact that she can control the water flow means that she is close to mastering the art of water manipulation.

The girl's talent was greater than he had imagined.

A hint of approval flashed in the old woman's eyes.

Kane walked into the store.

"What are you doing here?"

The old woman's tone was unfriendly.

Zeya turned to Kane, her eyes lighting up with surprise.

Kane bowed with his hand on his chest.

"Master, I've come to deliver something to my sister."

He opened the package, which contained daily necessities and two newly purchased pieces of clothing.

These cost a total of 50 copper coins.

"Take it."

He said with a smile.

Zeya was both surprised and delighted.

She had thought that once Kane left, their "playing siblings" relationship would fade away.

Seeing the emotion in her eyes, the old woman's expression softened a little.

For those in the good and lawful camp.

Showing sincerity is enough to increase goodwill.

Kane knew perfectly well what was going on, but he did it on purpose.

After all, Zeya's potential is worth investing in.

Then, he solemnly said to the old woman:

"Master, I would like to rent the pharmacy room in the shop."

The old woman sized him up in his adventurer's attire, her eyes filled with suspicion, even a hint of mockery.

Zeya was also stunned; she had never known that Kane could concoct potions.

She only thought he was a nimble thief.

"A gold coin."

The old woman spoke.

The price is fair.

Kane thought to himself.

He glanced at the somewhat dusty pharmacy room and neatly placed the money on the counter.

Then, add water, remove dust, and wipe.

I also cleaned up the shop while I was at it.

Although not completely clean, it looks brand new compared to before.

Zeya wanted to help, but he persuaded her to go back to practicing her magic tricks.

This move seems silly; they spent money to rent a pharmacy room, only to waste time cleaning it.

The old woman noticed this and her eyes softened a little more.

"Take your money back."

She put the gold coin back into Kane's hand.

Seeing the deliberately questioning look in Kane's eyes, she frowned and said:

"I appreciate your kindness in cleaning the shop for me, and I will teach your sister well."

Kane paused for a moment, then continued:

"But I do need to prepare the medicine."

The old woman laughed in exasperation.

"What kind of potions can an adventurer like you concoct? This is no joke."

Her initial goodwill vanished.

Kane knew perfectly well what was going on, but he didn't explain much; he simply took action.

Take the materials out of your bag, light the fire, heat it, add the chemicals, and control the time...

Their movements are skillful, and they can even operate two crucibles simultaneously.

The dregs were filtered, and the medicinal herbs were cut; everything was done in an orderly manner.

The moment the water boils, he precisely adds the ingredients, observes the color, and turns off the heat at the right time.

Filter and bottle.

Three bottles of "Dark Water" were quickly completed.

The old woman and Zeya were both surprised by his smooth and skillful operation.

A notification appeared on the panel, Kane's face lit up with joy, and he smiled and took his leave:

"Zeya, Master, I'm leaving now."

The old woman suddenly called out to him:

"What is this medicine for?"

Kane pondered for a moment.

This medicine causes mild poisoning and fatigue, but it can improve his experience gain efficiency.

He answered vaguely:

"For adventurers only, it needs to be taken to be effective, and it's called 'Dark Water'."

Just as he was about to turn around, he was suddenly called back.

"Wait a minute, kid."

The old woman stared at him.

"How much do you actually know about me?"

She couldn't see through this person.

On one hand, they sent their innocent younger sister as an apprentice, and the girl was clearly unaware of anything.

On the one hand, he is cunning, but on the other hand, he seems to have no ill intentions and rarely inquires about things.

Kane knew the time was right and responded respectfully:

"I do know some things, but I have absolutely no ill intentions. If possible..."

"That's enough, you can leave now."

The old woman interrupted him.

Kane smiled, showing no sign of disappointment.

There's plenty of time; there's no need to rush.

He said goodbye to Zeya and turned to leave.

Zeya looked at her with concern.

With her brother on one side and her mentor on the other, she could only watch them leave helplessly.

Just as Kane took a step, the old woman's voice came:

"From now on, call me Lady Mistweaver."

Kane was surprised and instinctively turned around.

But the other party had already lowered their head and continued to instruct Zeya.

"Then I'll be going now, Lady Weaver."

He smiled, bowed, and left, but he was quite satisfied.

The other party's wariness towards him has lessened considerably, and the relationship between the two sides has improved.

This brings him closer to his goal.

After Kane left, Zeya looked at her mentor curiously.

The old woman only said:

You can still call me mentor.

"Weaving Mist, that was just a name I used to have."

Zeya nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Ms. Weaver patted her head with a sigh and continued to give instructions.

After the lesson ended.

Zeya obeyed the order and left.

Lady Weaver scooped up the remaining liquid from the crucible and tasted a little.

Then his stomach churned.

Her expression changed, and she immediately took out other medicines to avoid embarrassment.

She frowned, glancing in the direction Kane had left, and muttered:

"A medicine specifically for treating constipation? ... Slightly toxic... No wonder that kid wouldn't say it outright."

"He said it's called Dark Water... Heh."

……

Kane was unaware that his reputation had been damaged.

After drinking the potion, the immortality trait will alleviate the negative effects and grant an experience bonus.

He began immersing himself in books at the library.

Time flies.

After spending nearly a hundred gold coins in the library, his experience points were maxed out again.

He looked at the prompts on the panel:

[Hint: You have read an advanced book on the Arcanist path. Do you want to unlock the new class and change your class to "Arcanist"?]

"Yes."

With a thought, the panel began to change drastically...