Chapter 1091


    Chapter 1091: Alchemy Process


    It was only when the Old Drunkard saw Dustin’s smirking face that he finally realized what was


    happening. He grumbled irritably, “You little brat! Do you have nothing better to do? Go prank someone


    else!”


    With that said, he flopped back onto the recliner, preparing to take a nap.


    “Enough of that; we have business to attend to,” Dustin said.


    He took out two wooden boxes and ced them on the table. Inside were the Millennium Green Lotus


    (Heliotrope)and the Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom (Cherusia). Dustin exined, “We had a good


    harvest in Millsburg, and we’ve gathered thest two premium spiritual herbs. Now we can start refining


    the Life-Prolonging Pill (Longevitium).”


    “Oh? So soon?” The Old Drunkard (Gregory) sat upzily. “I thought I wouldn’t live for many more


    days, but it seems you’ve managed to collect all the spiritual herbs. You’re incredibly lucky!”


    “Enough chit-chat; bring out the spiritual herbs you’ve collected before,” Dustin urged.


    “Fine, fine, give me a moment to find them,” the Old Drunkard repliedzily. He then began rummaging


    through various drawers and cabs, taking quite a while before he finally gathered all the collected


    herbs.


    “Maximus, guard the door and don’t let anyone in,” Dustin instructed.


    “Yes!” Maximus responded and sat down by the door, holding his sword with a vignt gaze, scanning


    his surroundings.


    “Caitlin, go collect some medicinal herbs for me.”


    Dustin handed Caitlin a prescription and asked her to fetch the required herbs.


    Although Peaceful Medical Clinic was peaceful, they had limited ess to medicinal herbs, and Caitlin


    needed to go to the city to obtain them.


    “Of course!”


    Caitlin nodded obediently and quickly left.


    After a while, she returned with various medicinal herbs, panting slightly.


    “Starting from now, I’ll be going into seclusion. I can’t predict how long it will take, so no one should


    disturb me until Ie out,” Dustin instructed.


    With that said, he entered theboratory.


    Inside, he didn’t rush into alchemy immediately. Instead, he took out an ancient book and began


    studying it carefully.


    The Life-Prolonging Pill (Longevitium), also known as the Nine-Cycle Life-Prolonging Golden Pill, was


    said to have the effects of rejuvenation and resurrection. It was the only medicine that could counteract


    the Five Signs of Aging in a person’s life.


    However, despite more than a hundred years of searching, no one had ever sessfully refined it. This


    was due to the rarity of the required spiritual herbs and the immense difficulty in the alchemical


    process.


    Despite Dustin’s superb alchemical skills, he was still not entirely confident.


    To avoid any mishaps, he meticulously studied the alchemical process over and over again, ensuring


    that every detail was correct.


    Once he was certain, Dustin sat in meditation for the time it took for an incense stick to burn.


    Only when he felt that his mental and physical condition had returned to its peak did he start the


    process of alchemy.


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    Although it was his first attempt, Dustin’s movements were smooth and unwavering, without any


    pauses. He had mentally rehearsed this process thousands of times.


    The mes in the furnace roared, and the fragrance of herbs filled the air.


    Dustin systematically added various herbs to the cauldron while simultaneously controlling the intensity


    of the fire with his true internal energy.


    Alchemy was a delicate art where even the smallest detail could determine sess or failure. The age


    of the herbs, the technique used, the quality of the cauldron, the temperature inside the furnace, the


    order of adding herbs, and even the mysterious element of luck all yed roles in the final result.


    Dustin couldn’t afford to make any mistakes, as a single error could lead to failure.


    Now, as the cauldron reached its critical moment, Dustin could feel sweat forming on his forehead, and


    his true internal energy was rapidly depleting.


    Inside the cauldron, the mixture began to boil, and the lid on top started to vibrate.


    A unique fragrance slowly emanated from it.


    “This is the crucial moment!”


    Dustin took a deep breath, and his palms pushed forward.


    His true internal energy surged like a torrent, rushing into the furnace.


    The mes under the cauldron surged into the sky, reaching their peak at this critical juncture.


    Just as Dustin focused all his attention, there was a sudden “boom,” and the cauldron exploded.