The Supreme God of Martial Arts

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

"Three 60-year-old flfruits!" he shouted.

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

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

As soon as Drew said that, Austin quickly reached over and grabbed three flfruits 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. | 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 flfruits 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 becpossible 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 the 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 tDrew 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 becincreasingly 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.

It was surging like boiling water! Bang! Bang! Bang! A series of loud, threatening bangs cfrom the herbal pot.

Austin was stunned by the scene.

"Be quiet!" roared Drew abruptly, in an awe-inspiring voice.

He then stretched out his hands with lightning speed and struck the pot a dozen times.

Every beat contained a tremendous force.

Streaks of powerful vital energy force were injected into the pot through the pot wall, forcibly suppressing the surging liquid.

After more than ten slaps, the pot becquiet! Austin found that the slaps from Drew was extremely mysterious and powerful. It was actually a set of great palm skill! When all the liquid in the herbal pot quieted down, Drew continued to refine other elixirs and beast cores. . . .

When the 120th elixir was refined, however, the liquid in the herbal pot surged up once again, and it was fiercer than the first time.

The force of the liquid moving inside the herbal pot was starting to make it shake violently.

Drew slapped the pot again, but this time, the vital energy force in his palm was several times stronger than the first the did it.

He hit the pot more than twenty times, pouring his formidable power into it again and again.

Drew had reached the Astral Realm, so his vital energy force was certainly extraordinary.

Eventually, the liquid within the herbal pot becquite again.

Austin stared at the pot with horror, then he turned to Drew.

He knew that controlling the liquid was not as simple as it appear— the liquid had only temporarily quieted down, and it was actually only brewing a more powerful surge!. . .

Austin turned out to be right. When the 150th elixir was refined, all the liquid in the herbal pot again crazily rolled up, causing the whole pot to jump up.

The liquid seemed to try to escape from the pot collectively.

This tDrew slapped the herbal pot more than sixty times before the liquid went quiet.

When the 170th elixir came, the liquid unsurprisingly surged again.

This time, it took Drew more than a hundred hits to quiet it down.

By the tall the elixirs and beast cores were refined, Drew soaked in his own sweat.

While Austin thought that Drew's whole process was incredibly thrilling, his legs had started going a little limp.

Perhaps only an experienced and powerful pill refiner like Drew would be able to suppress such a restless liquid.

Then, the final step to refine the pill came.

Drew was going to compress and fuse all the liquid in order to make it into a pill.

'Is it even possible?’ Austin wondered.

Looking at the pot, Austin couldn't help but feel fear.

It reeked scary aura, and he felt that something bad would happen any tnow. . . .

By this time, Drew was clearly devastated.

His face was pale as chalk.

He clearly had little confidence that the last step of the process would be a success.

Suddenly he made a wave and threw something at Austin.