The solution to that was to either undergo a stronger treatment or to stop altogether.
In time, the body would purify itself and allow weaker drugs to affect it.
Noah had already used the Beast's essence in his youth but his body had greatly improved in the time that had passed, that's why he could almost use three full bottles before becoming tolerant.
Since his dantian wouldn't be stressed anymore, Noah spent the rest of the night cultivating both the Yin body and the Dark vortex technique.
When the daylight shone and he was about to wield his sabers, a loud knock resounded from the entrance door.
Noah was quite surprised and focused to be ready for every situation.
He didn't know many people after all, and those that knew where he lived were even less.
When he opened the door, he was met by a familiar smiling face full of golden hair.
"Professor, how come I'm not surprised that you know where I'm staying?"
Thaddeus laughed lightly before pointing toward the interiors of the accommodation.
"Can I come in?"
Noah shrugged his shoulders and turned, moving toward one of the couches of the room and picking one of Ivor's jars along the way.
As he sat, he poured two glasses of wine and drank a bit before speaking in a sarcastic tone.
"So, in which other shady business can I be of help?"
Noah was quite relaxed in Thaddeus' presence.
He knew about the Royal inheritance and he also knew that Thaddeus wanted to use him before some complication appeared.
Since Noah didn't believe that he had come there for the inheritance ground, he supposed that it was about another activity in which the Royal family could not interfere personally.
"Oh, I guess we left a bad impression on you after the last time. That was my bad, I apologize."
He was referring to the match against Manuel.
"Why didn't you use the token?"
Noah didn't care much about that matter, it's not like he would have trusted the Royal family anyway.
"This matter is a bit personal, I wanted to speak in a safe environment."
Thaddeus said while slowly sipping the wine in his glass.
Noah became slightly interested in the matter.
"There is a problem with one of the students. You know, the strong point of the academy is the number of techniques and spells available at a low price, this is what attracts most of the youths and gives us the time to recruit them in our ranks. However, we also know that we can't keep all of them, some students will still decide to return to their families and aim for the position of the patriarch."
'That's obvious, you can't expect heirs from large-size noble families to just join the rulers of the country. They know that they will never be trusted in the ranks of the Royals.'
"Most of the techniques that we sell are copies made by the inscription masters in the Royal Mansion but there are few exceptions like yours and Daniel's one. Yet, the value of these copies depends on how many replicas are around, if all those scrolls were to end in the hands of the noble families, our appeal over the new generations would fade."
"So?"
Noah said, he understood what he was saying but he couldn't see the problem about it.
Thaddeus' expression became complex and he spoke with a soft voice.
"So, one student spent ten million Credits and bought more than one hundred techniques and spells."
Chapter end
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