Chapter 2123: The Great Wendy

Everyone spectating in the Tiny World watched in awe as Wendy’s body continued to adapt until she was every bit as much an Immortal Demon as any other teenage Demoness of the Immortal worlds.

Sure, her power wasn’t yet on par with the true Immortals, but that was true of nearly everyone in both Leo and Cara’s classes.

And none of them got the Totem or Mythic blessings, they simply received them all at once when they reached the point that the System considered them to be proper Immortals. So, they could consider her proper power level without thinking about the blessings.

In fact, she might never receive them, now that her body was processing Immortal Energy instead of mortal mana.

Which would also mean that she was going to have to learn to cast spells again because the change between energies took some time to get used to.

And someone should probably inform her father.

The mage was likely not going to be happy with them for making his daughter an Immortal at such a young age, especially while bypassing all the intermediate stages. However, he couldn’t complain too much because he had sent her to the Darklight Host in order to get more powerful and learn new magic.

She was doing both.

And she was doing both in spectacular fashion. Getting the Epic Golem skill would put her way ahead of the average mage her age, and on track for the Golem Master class at her next advancement.

If she could do that, she would be considered one of the most promising students at the New Home Merchant Clan’s academy.

Assuming that she transferred there.

The Blackwoods Branch, as Karl had dubbed the immortal world’s branch, had a perfectly good academy of its own, though it was much smaller, and almost entirely populated with Lycan children, as the dragon hatchlings were still learning at the Orphanage in the Tiny World.

The matrons would transfer them to a regular school eventually. But for now, it was better that they were under direct supervision, and not let loose on some unsuspecting school teacher.

"Now that’s something that you don’t see every day. She just went straight to Immortal. Oh, to be young again," Ashbringer laughed as he recovered from the first potions.

"{ Don’t worry big fella. As soon as you are ready, we’ll push you right to the peak of Mythic Rank and wait for you to master the Fundamental Rules like a grownup. }" Remi joked.

The big demon chuckled and flexed his fingers, revelling in the improved power that he had. There wasn’t a Wrath Demon alive that didn’t dream of gaining a more powerful body, it was simply ingrained in their nature. And now that he had it, he was not going to waste it.

"Give me one hour and a few more potions. I will make it to tribulation. Now, what have you got for me next?"

Remi smiled, liking the man’s enthusiasm.

It wasn’t every day that she got a volunteer this happy to help. And to let her do her whole schedule of potions on him without complaint. He hadn’t even stopped when the potions started to change him.

Well, part of that was because he was a Wrath Demon, and it made him physically stronger, but that wasn’t really the point.

Most volunteers were simply too weak willed.

The next potion that she handed him was a modified version of the advancement potion, using all Immortal Rank and a few Supreme Ranked resources.

It still wouldn’t get a mortal through tribulation on its own, but she had high hopes that it would push Ashbringer very close to the bottleneck so that he could do it himself, without using up all her new potions.

She had so many more people to try them on, now that the Drodh Branch was going to be coming for extended visits.

[Don’t anyone tell them. If you scare them off before they test a single potion, you’re all on double quotas for a month.] Remi warned through a system message.

The Alchemists smiled at the Naga, and gave her a thumbs up, promising to let her "help" the mortals as much as they would allow.

After all, what harm could it do?

They were already complaining that there was a lack of Mythic Rank members, so they could start advancing some from Drodh, and that would let them fill the Zilaz dungeon quotas without begging for assistance.

Then, they would have all new Totems afterward, to make up for the extra dungeon runs that kept the materials flowing to the branch.

It was all good business.

The Plague Lord frowned as he realized that Ashbringer was going to get to the peak of Mythic Rank with this potion.

"So, are we going to get more potion testers soon? I’ve got a whole lot made, and you’ve almost made it there with only two each. That’s not nearly enough entertainment. How about you call everyone from your branch over for dinner, and we can test them all?"

Wendy giggled as she realized that Remi had found a kindred spirit in the massive Plague Demon.

The two of them were entirely focused on making potions, testing potions, and finding new people to test potions. There was no room in their brains for other things, unless they were instructed to do otherwise.

It wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, but when you were expected to be the volunteer all the time, it became moderately troublesome.

And the Alchemy helpers had been the volunteer too many times.

The worst part of it was that they couldn’t even complain properly because they had gained so much power out of the deal. Between Remi and Elder Socrate experimenting with new potions and pills, they had actually advanced far faster than average.

They had never thought that they would be Immortals, but within a year of working with Remi, they all were, and most of them were already started on the Void Immortal path.