Chapter 166 – Magic Waterbed

Chapter 166 – Magic Waterbed

“Let’s give it a try! When the time comes, I might need you, Headmistress, to let the card read your knowledge and memories about the Magic Waterbed.” Mo Lan said, “Oh right, Headmistress, is the Magic Waterbed knowledge inheritance for sale? I want to buy it!”

Mo Lan still couldn’t forget that waterbed she’d slept on for just a few minutes back then.

“It’s for sale! 500 Mana of permanent magical power per copy. You can only learn it yourself—you can’t teach it to others,” Amisha said.

“500 Mana? Permanent magical power?” Mo Lan gasped. “I suddenly feel like I don’t want it that badly anymore!”

An Apprentice-level witch had at most the equivalent of 99 Mana worth of magical power!

Wouldn’t this single Magic Waterbed knowledge inheritance be equivalent to draining five Apprentice-level witches dry and still not having enough?

This was way too expensive!

Upgrading a Grimoire all the way to Peak level to hold a million books only cost 105 Mana of permanent magical power!

“There’s a good reason mine is expensive, okay!”

Amisha said indignantly:

“This is a magic that grows with you. The earlier you buy it, the earlier you enjoy it! The longer you practice, the more powerful the Magic Waterbed becomes. There’s no level restriction—it all depends on your proficiency.

The Magic Waterbed is very popular among experts at Peak level and above. It can save your life! Usually people are begging me to sell it to them!

For anyone other than witches and Sorceresses, I charge 1,000 Mana, and even then there’s a huge number of people who can’t get their hands on it!

To be honest, I wasn’t planning to rely on it for making cards to earn permanent magical power. Just selling the knowledge inheritance alone brings in plenty of magical power.

I just wanted to see if I could earn some extra one-time magical power from people who can’t afford the full spell!”

This was the key magic behind her rise to wealth and her explosive growth in power, after all.

If not for the extremely high learning requirements—needing Peak-level or above water magic talent—this spell could absolutely be ranked among the top ten bestselling otherworld magics of the current era.

Hearing all this, Mo Lan suddenly felt like it wasn’t quite so expensive after all.

Seeing her hesitate, Amisha pushed harder:

“Look, just yesterday I spent 200 Mana of permanent magical power raising your Gem Coin storage limit and card storage limit. And I’ll probably need to raise them again in the future. The way I see it, you’ll earn back this 500 Mana sooner or later, and then some.

The Magic Waterbed really is an early-start-early-enjoyment kind of thing. It requires long-term, gradual accumulation. If you wait until you have more magical power later to buy and learn it, you can’t get that lost time back.

With the Magic Waterbed, you can skip learning all those other Healing Magic spells entirely.”

“Fine! I’ll buy one then.” For the first time ever, Mo Lan had been successfully reverse-sold to.

It wasn’t that Lady Amisha’s pitch was that good—it was that the experience of lying on that waterbed had been so unforgettable that Mo Lan truly wanted to have one of her own.

Still, even with the Magic Waterbed, she would continue learning Healing Magic.

After all, the “copyright” for the Magic Waterbed belonged to Lady Amisha. Even after learning it, she couldn’t freely teach it to others, much less use it freely to make cards.

But Healing Magic was different—no such restrictions.

After signing the contract, the magical power she’d worked so hard to push past three thousand was now down by five hundred, leaving her with just over twenty-six hundred.

Mo Lan received a Magic Waterbed magic scroll.

“This scroll has a fixed Speed-Reading Spell and Speed-Memorization Spell on it. The moment you read it, you’ll be able to memorize the Magic Waterbed’s inherited knowledge directly into your mind.

You might get a mild headache afterward, but as long as you don’t use speed-memorization scrolls consecutively, you’ll be fine.

This scroll alone is worth one Red Gold Coin!

How about that—quite the deal, right?” Amisha said.

“Quite the deal…” Mo Lan said insincerely, then tore open the scroll and began reading.

She felt a massive flood of knowledge flash before her eyes, then crudely force its way into her mind. But a single drop of boiling water falling into a vast ocean still couldn’t make much of a splash.

The magic scroll in her hands disintegrated after being read, and she hadn’t felt any discomfort at all.

She quickly skimmed through the new magical knowledge that had appeared in her mind, and then: “It takes at least a year to form a water cushion? At least five years for a single-person small waterbed? And it gets slower the further you go?”

“Yep! With your high magical power, practicing more might speed things up a bit,” Amisha said. “See, I wasn’t lying! Start early, enjoy early!”

Mo Lan: “…”

She had originally thought that once she learned it, she could immediately sleep on a comfortable waterbed. She hadn’t expected… every single drop of water in this Magic Waterbed had to be condensed using specific methods and steps, building the waterbed up bit by bit.

This truly was painstaking, gradual work—far too troublesome!

Even with her abundant magical power, she couldn’t squeeze out much time to practice this. She still had other magic to study!

But Amisha wasn’t wrong either. This magic was the type where starting early meant enjoying early. Although it required long-term accumulation, its effects were well worth the effort.

Poisoned, injured, tired, sleepy, magical power running low—lying on the waterbed could solve all of it.

Only a small number of specific negative conditions couldn’t be removed, such as the screaming dizziness from the Screaming Wind Chime Flower.

According to the inheritance, anything that ordinary Healing Magic could treat, the waterbed could definitely treat too—just slightly slower.

And many things that ordinary Healing Magic couldn’t treat, the waterbed often could.

Mo Lan quite liked the effects of this Magic Waterbed. It really was an excellent support magic.

But the five hundred Mana still pained her. She silently warned herself not to let curiosity get the better of her and start asking random questions later—she couldn’t afford another purchase like this!

She’d better not let everything she earned yesterday end up in Lady Amisha’s pocket!

Mo Lan buried herself in card-making.

“Done—{Magic Card: Apprentice-Level Magic Waterbed} (incomplete). Headmistress, press it against your forehead and channel magical power into it. Let’s see if you can complete it.”

This was a card that, when used, would conjure a 1.2-meter-wide by 2-meter-long single waterbed that would persist for one hour.

The contract forbidding her from privately teaching the Magic Waterbed in any form or using it commercially on others had actually restricted even the Book of Cards’ card-making function.

She couldn’t use the Book of Cards to create a Magic Waterbed card with complete knowledge—only Lady Amisha could fill in the missing knowledge.

“It works!” Amisha did as instructed, and sure enough, it succeeded. “Just now, it felt like I relearned the Magic Waterbed all over again. So this is a temporary waterbed?”

“Mm-hm! Much cheaper than the permanent version. This one only costs 20 Mana of one-time magical power per use.” Mo Lan was still mourning her 500 Mana.

“But it’s only Apprentice level! You’re already an Advanced Sorceress. It probably won’t be long before you reach Peak level. It’s more convenient to learn it yourself—you can keep using it even after reaching Peak level and beyond.”

Amisha said, “Especially with all those bizarre types of damage in the other world. When the time comes, you’ll be glad you learned this magic so early.”

Mo Lan nodded. That was the only way she could console herself now.

“Now then, let’s look at my last signature otherworld magic—the Lightning Summoning Art!” Amisha said.