Mixed Blessing System

“What are you planning?” Annaliese looked at his lips and then his eyes.

“Nothing, I just think it will be good for both of us, don’t you? That is a good way for us to raise funds and gain experience outside the academy.”

“You probably have access to good missions in Sector-4 and your sister’s faction, but I’m still in Sector-1! My missions are not good at all for me to gather the funds I need for my projects.”

“So, I need to do Cultivation House missions.”

“I see…” She muttered.

“But how do you intend to do that? To take Cultivation House missions, a cultivator must be a registered member of that organization. But you…”

Lothur nodded at her and answered her question. “I know I must reach the 5th Transformation to join the Cultivation House. But, I’m not simply suggesting we do it today or tomorrow…”

“When I can get there, we’ll do a mission together. What do you think?”

She smiled graciously at him, understanding his point and finding this idea interesting. “Well, that’s fine. But what about my parents? Do you think they will allow it?”

“Do they need to know?” Lothur laughed. “When the time comes, just tell them you’re going on a mission. That shouldn’t be weird, right? You’re already an 8th Transformation cultivator, and it’s certainly not a bad idea to get to know the province a little more.”

“Hell, they might jump in happiness upon realizing that you’re growing up so fast!”

“What about you? Don’t you think they’ll be suspicious if we go out on missions simultaneously?”

“Only if they think I’m amazing and can keep up with you… Do you think your mother sees me that well?”

She laughed upon hearing this, agreeing that, indeed there was no way her family would be suspicious of him going on a mission with her. “I hope you will make it worth the risk of lying to my mother…”

“Hehe, I will.”

After finishing their planning, Lothur finished dressing, and the two returned to Annaliese’s family estate.

…

Meanwhile, in the house of the poison master recently visited by Lothur…

In the large garden at the back of that mansion, two women who seemed to be in their early twenties and a man who looked a little older than them were standing in front of a woman dressed in black.

This woman had purple eyes and hair, white skin without imperfections that was slightly pale, but in a striking way that would not make her look ill. Her measurements were perfect, and if Lothur saw her, he would probably put her on the same level of beauty as Viktoria.

But unlike his wife, this woman in black had hundreds of years of experience and a cultivation level far superior to Annaliese’s sister. Not only that, her influence was significant throughout the province, given her reputation as a poison master.

Besides that, she had a bored look on her beautiful face, chatting with her only three students in this generation.

“You three have improved a lot since the last test we took. But you still fail on some concepts and ways of mixing spiritual energy and poison particles.”

“In any case, if you can solve that problem, I probably won’t have anything more to teach you.”

“Your poison resistances have already reached good levels, and all you truly need for graduation is that previous point and, of course, to improve your cultivation bases.”

The young woman standing in front of this poison master, with green hair, said. “How can you say that, mistress? We still have a long road ahead of us, and we can certainly learn a lot here.”

“Rebecca is right, mistress.” The man said, resolutely looking at the woman sitting on a wooden bench there in that garden.

Elisabeth Vogel, a 6th Revolution cultivator, then sighed. “If one day I become a Transcendent, then I will indeed have much to teach you… But until that day comes, I won’t have much to show you.”

“Anyway, you two can get back to your business. I want talks with Rebecca alone.” She nodded, dismissing those two.

After hearing that, the young poison master simply left from there without delay, but his companion looked firmly at Rebecca before doing the same.

Rebecca smiled upon seeing this but soon turned her attention to the purple-haired woman. .

Elisabeth then began, “How is your Ancient Poison Body? Have any incidents happened recently?”

Hearing her mistress’ concerned tone, she shook her head negatively. “No. Mistress, I haven’t lost control over my constitution for over four months now.”

“Perhaps the problem has been solved?”

“No, there’s no reason it should have solved it if we haven’t managed to do anything in that period.” She seriously said as she took one of Rebecca’s wrists. “Anyway, I’ve already made some preparations for the next time that happens.”

“You only need to lock yourself in the basement when you feel your body heat up strangely. That will indicate that your ability will get out of control.”

“Oh? All right then…”

They talked for a while longer until Rebecca remembered a promise she had made a few days ago. “By the way, mistress, I recently met a young man with interesting poison resistance skills.”

“Is that so? What level is he at? Is he a 1-star poison master?” She asked without showing much interest, despite her apparent surprise to hear Rebecca paying a compliment to someone other than herself. ‘I wonder if she’s thinking of…’

But Elisabeth soon had her train of thought interrupted by Rebecca’s speech. “Actually, he’s not a poison master. He hadn’t even studied the profession when I found him.”

“Uh? And how can you say he has interesting skills?”

“It’s because he has an ability to generate innate resistance to poisons!”

“What?” That dignified woman stood up from her seat, surprised to hear something so absurd. ‘Even you who have the Ancient Poison Body had to undergo training to awaken it and generate its great resistance to poisons. How can someone do that without even properly training?’

“Rebecca, are you lying to your mistress? Speak the truth!”

“Mistress, the disciple is being truthful!”

“That person’s name is Lothur Ritter. I investigated him, and as much as he is the son-in-law of the Frost family, there is no indication that he has received training. In fact, he is not even able to cultivate, which makes me even more certain of his ability.”

“What? How is that possible?” Her eyes fluttered in excitement upon hearing those words. “Rebecca, tell me everything you know!”

“Hmmm.”

“Mistress, he came to me a few days ago interested in learning our profession.”

“According to Lothur, he was poisoned twice. I can attest that he didn’t lie about it. And then, he mysteriously developed a slight resistance to poisons.”

“I did a test with him, and he truly endured the novice poison mixture without any problem, he… He even caught up on sleep while doing it.”

At this point, Elisabeth’s mouth was open in shock since she understood far more than her disciple how complicated it was to do what Lothur did. ‘He has a high-level affinity for poisons!’

‘This boy must be a prodigy of our profession!’

“And what did you do after that? Don’t tell me you scared him off, Rebecca?”

The green-haired beauty pouted and said. “What do you think of me, mistress? I even played with him, but he handled the situation so well that I preferred not to risk giving myself to a lion in sheep’s clothing…”

“In any case, I gave him the basic material for our profession and promised to speak of his name to you, mistress.”

“I told him to return when he mastered the basics of that.”

“Oh?” Elisabeth sighed in relief and touched the left shoulder of the young woman in front of her. “You did well, Becca.”

‘But it’s a surprise that someone was able to scare off your ‘fun’ side…’

‘He must have quite a personality!’

“What do you want to do, mistress?” Rebecca asked after a moment of silence.

“Put some men to keep an eye on him. You must immediately bring him to me if he seeks out other poison masters. Otherwise, let him learn on his own for the time being.”

‘It is good that he has some space to decide to come to us without further pressure… His loyalty and gratitude will be greater that way!’ She pondered.

“OK, but…”

“But?”

“Do you think he can…” Rebecca’s cheeks heated as her mistress sighed at the ideas of this disciple of hers.

“If everything you told me is true, then maybe he can… But you’d better not get your hopes up too high.”

“Let’s stick to our main plan. Running after the complete maturation of your soul is the surest way for you to have a normal life.”

“Then don’t waste too much time on those thoughts.”

Gulp!

“I’ll do my best, mistress!”