The next second, Cormac looked at the crowd and said, "Don't worry. That young man is right. A real elixir refiner will not be restrained by the equipment he uses. He only needs to pay attention to his state of mind. As for the vessel for elixir refining, it is not important."
Cormac could not help but look at Darryl with a complicated look in his eyes.
Cormac also thought Darryl was messing around, but then he suddenly thought of something. Five years ago, he read an elixir refining manual written by an elixir refiner master from a thousand years ago.
It stated that elixir refiners should place the state of their minds above all other considerations. The vessel used for the elixir refining process was insignificant as long as the materials were complete and the temperature was precisely controlled.
That theory was almost identical to what Darryl had just said.
However, all the people who could do that were experts; did the young man have the same skills?
Angus and the other disciples were stunned.
Was there someone who could refine elixirs with just a copper cauldron?
Just when Angus and others were secretly surprised, they realized that Darryl had already put the ingredients in the cauldron. He was standing there, staring at the cauldron and carefully controlling the temperature of the fire.
After a while, the altar's surroundings were warm and dry as the temperature continued to rise.
Time passed by.
Angus and the others stopped talking. There was only silence.
Soon, about ten minutes later, there was still no movement in the copper cauldron. Angus could not help but sneer and said to Darryl, "I think you should stop pretending. You said that a real master could refine anything he wanted. But so much time has passed, and there is still no movement in the cauldron.
"Obviously, you are not an elixir refiner. I suspect you don't know how to refine elixirs at all. Your words were all lies.
"If you are sensible, kneel and apologize to me. I will give you a quick death."
There was undisguised contempt and anger in Angus's eyes. He did not think that Darryl could refine elixirs. The man feared death, so he used that method to buy time.
Idiot...
Darryl pretended not to hear what Angus said but looked at the copper cauldron seriously.
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