"I want all the data, techniques, applications, and advice that you have. Don't leave anything behind or I will never attempt to do something this dangerous again and your precious method will become history with your death."
Ivor nodded again.
"Deal. As a matter of fact, I can already make you my disciple and live here with you. I can give you pointers every time you have a doubt while you can focus completely on increasing the amount of "Breath" stored in your sea of consciousness."
Noah shook his head.
"No, I won't focus completely on it. Actually, I intend to slow it down, just this much of "Breath" is almost my limit. I have no intention of betting my future on an incomplete method, I will continue practicing in it only because it should be my best hope in creating techniques in the higher ranks."
Ivor took a long sip before falling deep in thought.
Noah could see how the effort hurt him as he continued to drink from the jar every now and then.
After about ten minutes, Ivor gave him his answer.
"It seems the best option, I became too excited seeing that you had succeeded in the first step in only one week. The slow way is the best one in this method since one mistake might ruin you forever. However, I stand for what I said, I will live here and help you whenever you need me. I just need some Credits to afford the wine, you wouldn't leave your poor Master suffering the whole time, won't you?"
Noah rolled his eyes and replied.
"How much do you need?"
Ivor scratched his beard and spoke in a soft voice.
"Oh, about one hundred Credits every week."
Noah's eyes widened and he could not help but raise his tone to reprimand him.
"That's more than four hundred every month! I only have a bit less than five thousand Credits! What kind of wine are you even drinking to be this expensive? Can't you find another way to ease your pain?"
Ivor shook his head.
"It is indeed a very expensive one done by an alchemy master. I guess I might lower the quantity a bit though if you really can't afford it."
Ivor began to count with his fingers while gobbling large quantities of wine from his jar.
Noah felt a bit of pity looking at him and sighed again.
'He is even willing to suffer in order to see his method being passed down. Well, I can always make more money with some specific mission while I can't underestimate the value of an experienced cultivator on my side the whole time.'
"Fine, four hundred every month, nothing more. Mind you, they need to be enough even for your food supply. Here, give me all the information you have on the Elemental forging method."
Noah handed him four hundred Credits while Ivor unloaded all the contents of his backpack.
There were more than ten books, all in a poor state.
Ivor then began to point at each one of them, explaining its contents.
It was at that moment that Noah remembered something and claimed Ivor's attention.
"There is another condition for you to live here."
Ivor raised his head and waited for Noah to speak.
"You need to take a bath."
Noah said, pointing at the bathtub in the other room.
Chapter end
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