Xu Gu, with a blank expression, tossed the formula for the C-level inferior dragon potion to Fa Qing.
Fa Qing was initially dismissive.
However, after seeing the contents, she was struck as if by lightning, her expression blank and her mind a complete void.
She was stunned for a moment.
Then came an indescribable excitement and ecstatic joy.
Her breathing quickened.
Her heart pounded violently, her hand holding the potion formula trembled.
As the Saintess of the Mage Clan, she was all too aware of the current predicament of the Mage Clan, with the world changing drastically and her kin's sensitivity to magic having plummeted to an extremely low level.
If no way was found to change this, even if everyone joined the trend of mechanization, they would still be completely cut off from magic.
Becoming ordinary people.
This would not merely be a decline, but would lead to their complete eradication.
