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Everyone here was part of the cultivator circleand knew a thing o two about hor this worked.
Pils had to be made one by one. Was this man tying to be funny making all ten at Even Colte Finnegan, Eli's master, ‘would not do something ike that.
Just then, Elam let out aloud peal of laughter "The guy doesn't even know the basics! He's all alk What a joke." The crowd laughed slong, Leonard turned away, wanting nothing more than or the ‘ground to open up and swallow hin.
Wilbue held out his arms, and two separate spiritual flames appeared beneath the cauldron, "He's at the Ambience level?” Everyone looked at Wilbur in disbelict, hal.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdaring to believe their eyes. No wonder 01s man cold aor to tak abi alk.
50, Hews a prime Ambience vel culivator himsel. oa Leonard stared at Wilbur in shack, and so didcaelyn liam and on exchanged lances, their expressions turning even colder.
Amon and the ret of the dor Four exchanged glances of shack with cach other. No one had expected thecxdinary ooking man Leonard brought slong with him to bean Ambience eve ulivato.
Just then, all the Ingredients were brewing up storm in acauldron A thick cloud of fog rose, blocking he cauldron.
from everyone else's sight Wilbur controled the spiritual flames calmly al while splicing his spirit energy into ten part, each concolling the brewing and condensing of one pil
Atits core, pill-making was the process of extracting he essence ofall he ingredients needed, melting them down, and condensing them together once again. Then, the medicinal powers of the pill would be locked in it following the pill formula before twas cleansed of any remaining impurities using spirit lames.
‘The final cleansing stage was the most important ane to determine how the pills ‘Would tur ot, and tht required a igh level of precision and control from the alchemist.
With how powerful Wilbur's spict energy was and his expertise i controlling his spiritual energy, making an easy pill ke this was practically child's play.
Many cultivators dd not know this, but spiit energy was the foundation of one's powers.
Within few minutes, the smoke coming out of the cauldron was so thick that it enveloped Wilbur as wel, and no ane else
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Wilbur mighe ie an Amblence level cultivator, but that id no scare them, Heas probably a beginner at most, wile Elam and Jon were mid eve. The chairman was a peak Ambience cultivator, who would definitely be ble toll Wilbur even f the pill ned out successful. Afterall the news of the Fleeceflower being faked could not got he thought made ll three men et outa sneer as they waited for Wilbur's pill to
Hewasa dead man either way Just then, the smoke covering Wilbur was sucked back nto the cauldron al at once before disappearing completely, and Wilbur appeared within the crowd's ine.
ofsight once again “The room as dead silent then Everyone wanted to know this man had succeeded or not. The resus of this wee extremely dite.
Wilbur glanced over a the cauldron, shaking his head with urzowed brows as ihe was disappointed.
“How ae those pills, young man” Bruce asked with aide grin.
Wilbur took out one of the pills from the cauldron. He peered at t closely and gave.
ita Whiff, before frowning. "I've finshed them, but they're defective.”