Aaron?!
He felt like he had heard that na from sowhere.
It sounded really familiar but Maxwell couldn’t recall why. He only felt that he heard that na before.
Of course...
He was never a person to struggle over issues like this. Since he couldn’t rember it, he wouldn’t continue thinking about it. Maxwell imdiately smiled and asked: "Old Senior Aaron, may I take a cauldron to concoct my dicinal pills?"
Maxwell had been refining pills so far with sothing equivalent to a broken clay pot.
These kinds of pill concocting wares littered the main street stalls.
And if one wasn’t careful in controlling their refinent, using such wares to concoct pills can easily cause the mana to escape from the spiritual herb. The energy would have a hard ti fusing together, and the success rate of completion would be greatly lowered.
This place was the national treasury and was guarded by a mysterious elderly man. Maxwell understood that his every move was probably being monitored. Taking sothing that he wasn’t supposed to would definitely be discovered, which is why he asked the elderly person.
Aaron’s brows tightened...
Seeing that expression, Maxwell imdiately smiled and said: "It’s no big deal if I can’t."
Right after...
Maxwell sat down and took out the clay cauldron he had used over fifty tis already. There were cracks on the cauldron and it looked like it could break at any given mont.
When Aaron saw the clay cauldron with Maxwell, his mind turned serious as he asked: "You used that thing to refine these dicinal pills?"
"Uh..."
"En, I’ve never gotten the chance to change this for a better cauldron. Since I’m only increasing my proficiency, I figured I’d use this for the ti being." Maxwell indifferently said this as he started arranging the spiritual herbs he had grabbed previously.
Concocting a dicinal pill with such rich mana, with this clay dicinal cauldron?
If Aaron hadn’t seen this personally, there would be no way he would believe this was possible. His heart was slightly moved upon seeing a child who was not even twenty years old before him. It has been close to a thousand years since his heart has been moved and now he feels a bit excited.
He finally understood Arthur’s intention for allowing Maxwell to enter the national treasury.
He was secretly laughing inside as he said: "It looks like my Kingdom will also have an extraordinary person appear. There’s no one around comparable to him just based on his ability in concocting dicinal pills, hahaha..."
Indeed...
Within the world, there weren’t that many Alchemists.
Martial cultivators cannot do without the support of dicinal pills since good ones can help them overco a wall that they cannot break through normally.
It is also a required item when one decides to travel.
Aaron’s figure disappeared. And in less than a breath of ti, a bronze cauldron was dropped down.
It dropped perfectly into Maxwell’s hands.
Aaron then said: "You can use this Green Dragon Cauldron."
"Huh?"
Maxwell looked it over and found the cauldron was filled with a rich scent of mana. He sent out his spiritual senses and beca extrely shocked internally. "A spirit grade cauldron?! Damn! With this thing, not only will there not be any loss in mana from the spiritual herbs, but the energy inside them might even increase! Good stuff! This is practically the dream item for the Pill Alchemy Skill!"
How can a national treasury be simple?
A random item would be at the spirit grade.
Of course...
Aaron deliberately brought out one of the best cauldrons.
"Thank you!"
Maxwell said with a serious look while celebrating internally.
Aaron waved his hand and said: "Kid, quickly go back to crafting your dicinal pills. I’m not bothering you if I stand here right?"
Maxwell imdiately replied: "Not bothering at all! You can stand here all you want."
"You do your thing then." Aaron stood to the side in silence without releasing any auras.
Maxwell didn’t waste any more ti. He began to send out his senses for the spiritual herbs he selected and said to himself: "These should be the right herbs."
Imdiately after...
Maxwell pushed out all distracting thoughts. His mind and sea of consciousness then started to calm down like the surface of a still lake. His breathing rhythm beca lighter and steadier. His right hand gently moved and mana was released from it.
Right after...
Stalks of spiritual herbs were being placed inside the cauldron.
His mana slowly increased and blue flas appeared at the centre of his palm.
Mana started surging.
The Green Dragon Cauldron began to show its divine powers as it perfectly cooperated with Maxwell in stimulating the mana inside the spiritual herb.
At this mont...
Maxwell had completely entered a state of selflessness.
Aaron’s eyes widened as his heart started beating faster. He then said to himself: "The highest rank of heaven and man as one! It looks like this kid was born to learn alchemy since he’s able to comprehend heaven and man as one at such a young age. He should be at the gold level. Even those Alchemy Grandmasters who have been famous for a thousand years may not be able to reach heaven and man as one realm."
While watching Maxwell continue to craft the dicine...
Aaron’s expression beca even more shocked. Looking at the spiritual herbs Maxwell had picked, he said to himself: "Does this kid want to concoct the Profound Burst Pill?"
Indeed...
Maxwell wanted to concoct the Profound Burst Pill.
But the Profound Burst Pill he was making was going to be different than what Baldur took. The Profound Burst Pill he envisioned would not be limited to one’s cultivation level and it would not have any side effects on one’s physical body. Those conditions he wanted will require a big change.
Extract the negative dicinal properties that affect the physical body.
Extract the properties that limit one’s cultivation level.
Not long after...
Green smoke started coming out of the cauldron.
"Boom!"
Maxwell frowned and said to himself: "I failed? Could sothing have gone wrong with my thought process? Or was there a problem with the spiritual herbs I selected?"
Failure.
When Maxwell was operating the cauldron, Aaron had focused his attention on the dicinal changes. The mont it was about to successfully condense, the dicinal pill broke apart. Aaron’s heart was in a complete ss now. Not because of the failure but because of Maxwell’s vision.
He actually wanted to improve the Profound Burst Pill by removing the side effects!
If he wanted to concoct the original Profound Burst Pill, Maxwell would easily succeed. But since he wanted to improve the dicinal pill by taking out the damage to the fleshly body... This kid is not simple! He is too incredible! Alchemy Grandmasters aren’t even qualified to carry his shoes at this point!
Maxwell was dejected about this and was lost in thought for a good half hour. He then tried again.
Ever since Baldur had used the Profound Burst Pill, Maxwell had wanted to concoct this rather useful dicinal pill.
Moreover...
If Maxwell were able to successfully develop this improved Profound Burst Pill, it would definitely be able to be auctioned off at a high price. This was a dicinal pill that anyone would want!
Soon after...
Maxwell entered heaven and man as one state and started his crafting.
"Crackle!"
"Refinent failed!"
"It still doesn’t work? Where did it go wrong?"
Maxwell summarised his thoughts after another failure.
A few minutes later, he began the process again.
"Crackle!"
"Refinent failed!"
"Crackle!"
"Refinent failed!"
A series of failure notifications sounded out.
Aaron faintly smiled and said internally: "It’s impossible for the Profound Burst Pill not to have any side effects. And how can a pill like that not be restricted to cultivation ranks? Wouldn’t the world get thrown into chaos if that’s the case? This kid’s alchemy techniques are quite aweso, except his brains are a bit dull. He cannot improve the pill yet he keeps trying non-stop. Isn’t that basically going against yourself? It’ll be better to just concoct a few original Profound Burst Pills instead."
The Profound Burst Pill had already existed for ten thousand years now.
If it could be improved upon, soone would’ve done it already. Why would they wait for him to do it now?
At this mont...
Maxwell’s brows quivered and the mana inside the Green Dragon Cauldron started surging. After the sudden surge, it then started to fuse together like crazy. The flas made by mana in the centre of Maxwell’s palm suddenly beca colourless!
Suddenly...
Maxwell shouted: "Succeed for !"
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