After a while, Aaron walked out of the Iris Room, a smile appearing on his originally dull face.
After seeing through the little trick of the 'Beast', he used several tubes of 'Sleeping Potion' to replace all the contaminated spiritual materials from the 'Beast'.
As for the excuse, it was that I had never seen contaminated materials and was going to take them back for experimentation and research.
The 'beast' looked at him as if he were a fat sheep, patting his chest and promising that he would send the same goods to him next time.
'Once or twice is fine, any more will definitely cause problems and arouse suspicion.'
Aaron filled a black suitcase with materials and was secretly alert.
As for contaminated spiritual material?
Others may not be able to do anything about it, but he is not afraid at all. After all, the 'Spirit of Falsehood' is a secret god who is good at dealing with pollution.
Even the pollution that lasts a year can be purified, and this small pollution is nothing.
'After purification, the value of these materials can increase ten times or a hundred times!'
'Unfortunately, my strength does not allow me to do such a thing in a big way.'
…
Half an hour later, the Iver Bridge area.
Aaron and Clark Das came out of a tunnel and saw the low-lying river bank, and could hear the sound of the river rushing at night.
"'Jazz' pays great attention to protecting the safety and privacy of every participant, and there are many tunnels to leave."
Clark explained, walked with Aaron to where the carriage was, and then took the carriage back to his home.
The journey was uneventful.
When he arrived at Clark Das' house, Aaron quickly changed out of his disguised clothes, carried his suitcase, said goodbye to Clark, hailed a public carriage on the side of the road, and returned to No. 33 Golden Rose Street.
The maid Sylvia had not yet fallen asleep and opened the door for him.
"I've already eaten outside, you can go and rest first."
Aaron nodded, returned to his room, opened the black suitcase, and took out every item inside.
Broken pieces of iron, burnt black parchment, blood-stained stones...
He was holding a stone stained with bits of blood, and with a little touch, he could feel the spirituality of 'Yao' contained in it, but at the same time, there was also a roar of a beast that seemed to come from the time of death.
The surrounding environment inexplicably became a little darker, and even his fingers were stained with a dark green color.
"Ordinary stones are full of spirituality because they are stained with the blood of an extraordinary creature from the 'Yao' after death, but they are also contaminated by the other party's spiritual imprint."
"Purify!"
Aaron's thoughts moved, and the purification ability belonging to the "Glory One" turned into a white light, surging up like a tidal wave.
The strangeness on his fingers quickly dissipated, but the stone remained unchanged.
"If pollution could be eliminated so easily, the value of these contaminated materials would be at least a hundred times greater!"
Aaron thought without much disappointment.
Naturally, the purer the spiritual materials, the better the quality, but the pollution in them often comes from several aspects.
The first type is the spirituality mixed with other paths. For example, 'Yao' is fused with 'red' and 'dark'... This kind of material can often use suitable rituals to separate the mixed spirituality, even for some people who practice both.
For extraordinary people, encountering spiritual materials that just meet the elements is simply a gift from Si Sui.
Therefore, they often still have relatively good value, and there is not a single one among the exhibits of "Beast".
The second type is the spiritual pollution caused by extraordinary people or extraordinary creatures mixed with spirituality. This is the most common type and is also very difficult to exploit.
If such polluted materials are used to make spells or potions, not only will the failure rate be horribly high, but even if the potions and spells are made successfully, the effects of the potions and spells will be distorted.
All the products of ‘Beast’ are of this type.
As for the third type, which is the most terrifying, they contain god-level pollution inside!
"However, if it were the third type, I'm afraid Mr. Beast wouldn't be able to survive now..."
Aaron muttered and lit two candles at random, without using incense, essential oils, or potions to create a more suitable spiritual environment.
"I worship the Creator above the Creator!"
"The absolute observer behind the multiple curtains!"
"The spirit of illusion that wanders in the unknown, the existence of absolute neutrality, the silent observer!"
In an instant, his spirit body jumped out of the shackles of flesh and blood, and saw 'himself' with his eyes closed, performing a ritual.
"I don't know what's special about my spirit body compared to the spirit bodies of other extraordinary people?"
Aaron thought for a while, and did not start to 'purify' directly. Instead, he floated downwards, naturally 'integrated' into the floor, and came to the first floor.
Wow!
There was some water vapor in the bathroom, and there was the sound of a young woman humming softly.
Aaron's expression remained unchanged as he walked in directly and waved in front of Sylvia, whose cheeks were red and there were drops of water on her hair.
The maid didn't notice anything and was still doing her thing.
Aaron thought for a moment and stretched out his palm towards her face.
Then, the palm passed directly through Sylvia's head.
He lowered his gaze and suddenly whistled again.
Sylvia still didn't look strange at all. Aaron carefully observed her pupils and facial muscles and found that this was not a disguise.
"It seems that ordinary people can't see or hear me, but they can't see ghosts, ghosts, etc... I wonder if extraordinary people can see me?"
With a thought, Aaron entered the dream world.
This time, he appeared in front of a dilapidated ruins. Opposite was a collapsed black tiled house, with a winged horse ghost wandering above it.
Aaron took a few steps closer, but the horse-like ghost didn't notice it at all and was still wandering aimlessly.
He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the ghost's wings, but he still passed through.
"It seems that my spirit body is somewhat different from that of ordinary extraordinary people. Is it still the absolute observer?"
Aaron put his hand into the ghost winged horse, feeling a little disappointed.
"But what if I use mysterious energy?"
As soon as this thought came out, Aaron immediately felt that his form seemed to be a little more solid, and his palms touched real flesh and blood, giving him the illusion that he wanted to put on clothes.
At the same time, the ghost winged horse trembled violently and began to look in all directions warily.
Seeing this scene, the corners of Aaron's mouth raised slightly: "Sure enough... there is still a little difference."
"Lulu!"
The ghost winged horse roared, spread its wings, and left this dangerous place.
Aaron did not chase after him, but just mused: "My existence... seems to be more ethereal than the spirit body, higher in status, more difficult to control, and more idealistic... Therefore, my spirit body wants to interfere with reality,
It must be invaded in reverse...just like some evil spirits possess humans in order to interfere with reality."
"Wraith spirits can possess humans, and if I consume my strength, maybe I can...possess resentment spirits?"