Reborn as the General's Useless Daughter-Chapter 37: The Strength Boost Potions

"The price of the Potions in Apollo Apothecary is already sky-high. If we raise ours by another twenty percent, everyone will just go there. How can we still have business?"

Silver couldn’t help voicing his concern. Even though he trusted Zora completely, the numbers this time were truly frightening. Apollo Apothecary already stood at the peak of the market. To go higher than that felt like challenging the entire Imperial City.

Zora only shrugged lightly, her tone calm and indifferent.

"If they don’t buy, then let them not buy. We’re not short of money. And besides... they won’t be able to not buy."

Her words were slow, steady, and filled with quiet confidence.

The reason she dared to raise the price was simple. The medicinal Potions she made were not ordinary Potions at all. Their medicinal effect was at least twenty percent stronger than those sold in Apollo Apothecary. To seasoned practitioners, this difference was not small, but decisive.

Moreover, Apollo Apothecary’s supply was limited. No matter how famous they were, they could never match the sheer quantity of Potions she now possessed.

And right now, the entire Imperial City was preparing for the Royal Hunting Tournament.

Lower-level practitioners desperately needed Strength-Boost Potions, Recovery Potions, and Spirit-Boosting Potions. At this stage, no one cared about saving money anymore. What they wanted was power, speed, survival, and advantage.

Seeing Zora so certain, Silver and Storm no longer hesitated. They immediately went out to purchase elegant brocade boxes, knowing full well that fine packaging would further elevate the perceived value of the Potions.

They trusted Zora completely.

From the very first day she opened the Origin Medical Hall, everything she touched turned into legend.

Ten patients a day.

Every single one cured.

Not a single failure.

Though she was younger than both Silver and Storm, her medical skill had long surpassed theirs by an unbridgeable distance. When they stayed beside her, they felt not only honored but protected by an invisible reputation no one dared challenge.

The moment the Origin Medical Hall officially announced the sale of medicinal Potions, the news exploded through the Imperial City like wildfire.

After all, the clinic’s daily business was already terrifyingly hot. The appearance of new shelves naturally drew immediate attention.

And once people discovered that the Origin Medical Hall was now selling Potions in bulk—

And that the quantity far exceeded Apollo Apothecary—

The entire medicinal market was shaken.

Meanwhile...

Inside the General’s Residence, Luna’s mood was darker than ever.

She had been so close to securing Rosemund’s support. Everything had been going smoothly. She was only one step away from convincing Master Alchemist Garreth Light to refine Strength-Boost Potions for her and Icarus.

Yet just at that crucial moment—

Zora appeared.

And with one single move, she ruined everything.

"Sister, don’t be angry anymore." Icarus tried to comfort her gently.

"Zora only spent two hundred thousand gold coins to vent her anger. She’s not a refining pharmacist at all. Buying that cauldron was nothing but a decoration. She won’t be able to refine a single potion."

Hearing this, Luna’s expression eased slightly—but the bitterness in her eyes did not fade.

"But our Strength-Boost Potions are gone because of her!"

"Even so, we can still buy them," Icarus said. "I can go speak with the treasurer of Apollo Apothecary. Maybe they can arrange two Strength-Boost Potions for us."

Luna slowly shook her head, her voice heavy.

"I already asked. Apollo Apothecary’s Strength-Boost Potions are completely sold out. Even the next batch being transported from other regions doesn’t have a confirmed arrival date."

The words landed like a heavy stone.

Strength-Boost Potions were most effective for low-level practitioners. They stabilized cultivation and accelerated progress during critical stages.

Before the Royal Hunting Tournament, taking even one could determine victory or defeat.

Right now, the younger generation’s strengths are extremely close. Whoever obtained a Strength-Boost potion would gain an absolute edge.

Even worse—

Luna had already heard that Scarlett, Philip’s fiancée and now Crown Princess, possessed one Strength-Boost potion.

Meanwhile, Icarus’s brows knitted tightly. The hatred in his heart surged again.

That wretched Zora!

Everything she touched turned into an obstruction for them!

He was already on the verge of storming straight into the Origin Medical Hall to confront her.

And just as the siblings were drowning in anger and frustration—

From the next table over, a few loose, careless voices drifted into their ears.

"Have you heard? The Origin Medical Hall is selling Strength-Boost Potions now!"

"I heard they’re even better than Apollo Apothecary’s! And they’re selling them in bulk!" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"Tsk, Strength-Boost Potions are good, but that price... that’s not something ordinary people like us can afford."

"The Royal Hunting Tournament is approaching. All the noble families are fighting over resources for their juniors. This time, the Origin Medical Hall is going to make a killing!"

"Too late for us, though. The line is already wrapped around half the street..."

At the neighboring table, Luna and Icarus froze almost at the same time.

Their eyes met.

For a moment, both of them thought they had misheard.

"Did they just say... Strength-Boost Potions?" Icarus asked in a low voice.

Luna’s expression darkened rapidly. Her fingers tightened around her teacup. "Origin Medical Hall... selling Strength-Boost Potions?"

That was impossible.

They had exhausted every connection, spent countless favors, even humiliated themselves to beg Rosemund and Garreth Light, yet still failed to obtain even one Strength-Boost potion.

And now—

Origin Medical Hall had them in large quantities?

Icarus could no longer contain himself. He stood up abruptly and walked straight to the neighboring table.

"What you just said... is it true?" His voice was low, carrying a faint oppressive force.

The three men who had been chatting froze when they saw his face clearly. Upon recognizing him as the General’s young master, their expressions stiffened immediately. None of them dared to show dissatisfaction.

"Yes, yes, it’s true!" one of them hurriedly nodded.

"The Origin Medical Hall started selling in the morning. Many people already rushed over!"

Icarus clenched his fists tightly. "How could a medical clinic suddenly sell Potions?"

Luna’s eyes were filled with disbelief. "Don’t tell me... she’s actually a refining pharmacist?"

That thought was absurd the moment it appeared.

Icarus scoffed coldly. "How is that possible? With her background, how could she ever become a refining pharmacist?"

On the Western Continent, refining pharmacists were nobles among nobles. The conditions were brutal. Talent, spiritual strength, inheritance, resources, and fortune were all required.

A so-called waste who had stayed locked inside the General’s Residence for more than ten years wanted to refine Potions?

That was nothing but a fantasy.

Icarus sneered. "Let’s go take a look for ourselves. Listening is pointless. Seeing is believing."

Luna nodded coldly. "Go."

*

When the siblings arrived at the Origin Medical Hall, they were both stunned by the scene before them.

The entire street was packed.

People filled the entrance from front to back, voices overlapping in heated discussions. The atmosphere was more explosive than any auction house.

"So these are the Potions the Doctor Zora made herself?"

"I asked. The people inside admitted it was made by her!"

"Who would have thought! That gentle little doctor turned out to be a hidden refining master!"

"Hah, thinking back, we really were blind before..."

When Luna heard the words "made by herself", the sarcasm in her eyes grew even sharper.

Built by lies.

All of it must be lies!