Shen Yanxiao only had five days to learn enchantment. During these five days, Liang Qiu devoted all his time to teaching Shen Yanxiao.
Elder Yue and the rest had a tacit understanding not to disturb Shen Yanxiao’s studies.
Shen Yanxiao had misinterpreted the study of enchantment previously. The enchantment she previously understood was based on her identity as a human, and that writing inscriptions would consume a large amount of magic.
But now that she was an elf, the situation was completely different.
Humans relied on magic to write inscriptions, while elves relied on their source of life.
The capacity of a source of life was much larger than a magic source. Moreover, the consumption of the former was lesser.
Enchantment was invented by elves. Even though humans could learn how to do it, elves had it much easier.
The first thing Liang Qiu taught Shen Yanxiao was how to infuse the power of the source of life into an inscription.
It was a type of mental will that controlled the source of life as it poured into the quill. She would then need to use the enchantment potion to write in detail.
The weight of the brush was related to the accuracy of the magic words. Its speed was not grasped by the strength of the hand, but by the input of the source of life.
Turning the huge source of life into a thin line of energy, it slowly soaked into the quill pen. The lighter the word, the shallower it was.
This was a test of patience.
In any case, Shen Yanxiao spent an entire day but still failed to write a single complete magical text.
Instead, she had wasted a lot of enchantment potions.
Shen Yanxiao’s heart bled as she looked at the enchantment potions that were hard to come by in the Brilliance Continent.
Liang Qiu was puzzled when he saw Shen Yanxiao’s expression.
“What’s wrong? Are you tired? Do you want to rest for a while?” Shen Yanxiao’s diligent appearance made Liang Qiu’s heart ache. For the entire day, other than during her meals, she would sit at the table and write over and over again. Even when her wrist was stiff, she would not relax.
Shen Yanxiao pursed her lips and looked at Liang Qiu. “Grandpa Liang Qiu, I wasted a lot of potions.”
Liang Qiu laughed out loud.
“I thought it was something important. Isn’t it just enchantment potions? It’s not like it’s a bad thing to waste it. Not to mention you, even I have times when my writing fails. Wasting is inevitable.” Looking at her pitiful appearance, he thought something had happened.
It seemed like the little guy was feeling sorry for wasting the enchantment potions!
What a childlike temperament.
“This potion must be very expensive.” Shen Yanxiao looked at the pile of scrolls that had been ruined by her writing. She wished she could remove all the ink on it.
Liang Qiu smiled and said, “Not expensive.”
“Really? Don’t lie to me…” Shen Yanxiao did not believe it. Enchantment potions that could not even be seen in the Brilliance Continent were as cheap as cabbages here?
Liang Qiu said, “Why would I lie to you? This potion does not require money. We can just pluck any fruit from the Magic Gold Tree in our backyard.”
“Ah?” Shen Yanxiao was stunned.
When Liang Qiu saw Shen Yanxiao’s curious expression, he patiently explained. “This potion is made by extracting juice from the fruit of the Magical Golden Tree and mixing it with the sap of the tree. Why would you need to spend money? Rest assured, the Magical Golden Tree is not a rare plant. You can find a large area of it in any random forest, so how would it cost money? At most, it would take some time. Otherwise, wouldn’t an enchanter be bankrupt?”
