The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 825

Drew was extremely serious now, like a devout man worshiping the gods he believed in.

"Three 60-year-old flame fruits!" he shouted.

After doing that, he adjusted the green fire in the herbal pot to the proper intensity.

Knowing that it was time to start refining the elixirs, Austin became fired up. He had been anticipating this moment for a long time.

As soon as Drew said that, Austin quickly reached over and grabbed three flame fruits from the big table.

After that, he threw them into the herbal pot, making sure that he committed no mistake.

To see how Austin was moving, Drew paused for a moment. He carefully observed his assistant and after a while was overjoyed.

"Excellent, Marsh. I can't believe how accurate and fast you are. Great!"

It was true that the help of a nimble and capable refinery assistant would make a pill refiner's job a lot easier.

About twenty seconds later, the three flame fruits had been refined into three small pools of red potions.

"Five snake grasses of thirty years!"

"Ten heavenly diabolic flowers of seventy years!"

"Nine earthly fire yams of ten years!". . .

Drew refined these herbs at a very fast speed. All the elixirs that were at grade seven or eight were refined into potions in less than one minute.

Such a result became possible with the help of Austin, who was able to immediately toss the ingredient into the herbal pot the moment Drew called it out to him.

The two cooperated very well, as if they had refined together many times before.

Drew was pleasantly surprised at how easy they worked together. Because of this, every time he looked at Austin, his eyes sparkled with appreciation for the young man.

The feeling was well reciprocated—Austin was amazed by the speed with which Drew refined the elixirs.

For hours, the old master and the young assistant were immersed in refining elixirs.

By the time Drew had refined about 80 kinds of elixirs, the colorful potions were suspended densely in the herbal pot.

It looked marvelous.

Austin secretly sensed the potions with his spiritual sense, gasping and marveling at Drew as he refined elixirs, curiosity in his eyes. . . .

The next moment, however, Austin felt something was wrong!

'There seems to be a mistake!' he thought, dire panic setting inside him.

Recalling the elixir formula of the Power-strengthening Pill, Austin again used his spiritual sense to perceive the dense potions in the herbal pot.

He finally found what the big problem was!

The more than 160 kinds of elixirs and over 40 kinds of diabolic beast cores listed in this elixir formula mostly had masculine property!

Generally speaking, the one had to pay attention to whether or not the medicinal properties of the potions were compatible and complementary.

The properties of various elixirs should not only be compatible to one present in the equation, it must be also compatible with all of the elements in it!

In Drew's elixir formula of the Power-strengthening Pill, the properties of many elixirs did not match. Many were mutually exclusive, which meant that it was impossible to make the Power-strengthening Pill this way!

According to Austin's alchemy knowledge, what they were doing was just nuts!

Sure enough, as the herbal pot filled with more and more potions, the different potions began to repel each other, and even "fight" with each other.

The whole herbal pot seemed to be going to have its own small version of a "riot".

All the elixirs used for refining the Power-strengthening Pill were high-grade, incredibly precious, and contained enormous natural spiritual energy.

With such a large number of high-grade elixir essence in a single herbal pot, once they began to manifest their full potential, they would definitely produce a frightening power.

Thus, looking at the potions that were bubbling furiously in the herbal pot, Austin could not help but feel a little jumpy.

Drew also seemed to notice what was happening, as the expression on his face became increasingly somber. . . .

The moment Drew finished refining the 90th elixir, all kinds of potion essence in the herbal pot finally began to move restlessly.

The liquid rolled over and hit the pot wall furiously, as if the pot was being physically shaken.