Darryl motioned with his hand for them not to say anything. Then he took half of the poisonous blood and went to the elixir manufacturing room.
He got right to work when he arrived. He gathered a few supporting materials as well as a cauldron and began making the elixir.
As the fire was lit, a trace of poisonous green mist emerged from the cauldron.
"Oh, f*ck!" Darryl was taken aback. He quickly formed a protective shield with his divine power and completely covered the cauldron. The poison mist was very strong; he could feel it.
The air could not enter the cauldron because the protective shield blocked it.
Bang! Within seconds, the cauldron exploded along with some vibration. The production had failed. Darryl scratched his head and smiled bitterly. 'I bet I'm the first person to produce elixir with poisonous blood.'
As Darryl was thinking, a few disciples heard the explosion and went there to check.
"What happened?"
"What's with the explosion?"
They rushed into the room and were stunned when they saw Darryl. They quickly greeted him.
"Darryl."
"Are you alright?"
Darryl waved his hand to indicate that he was fine. "I am making elixir. It is normal for the cauldron to explode. Go about your business. No one should enter here without my permission."
"Yes, Sir," a disciple responded as they quickly left.
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