Just moments ago, the mixture had been intact, yet now it had completely decayed, rendering it useless.
"As you can see, this is the situation," the Poison King said.
"â¦Yes, I see that now."
With things in this state, there was no way to produce an elixir, let alone something as significant as the Dokcheon Pill. Judging by the sheer amount of failed mixtures in the room, it was clear how many attempts had ended in failure.
"How much money must have been wasted on this?"
It wasnât as if only a few expensive herbs were used.
"At this rate, theyâd have been better off just rolling up the mixture and eating it as-is."
I wasnât an expert on elixirs, but the intact mixture I had seen earlier was of considerable quality. If I were to compare, it was less potent than Shaolinâs Great Elixir but still superior to their Lesser Elixir.
Even that level would make it an extraordinary elixir.
"But, of course, the Poison King wonât be satisfied with that."
The Poison King had seen the original Dokcheon Pill with his own eyes. How could he forget its unparalleled brilliance?
An elixir on par with the legendary Great Elixir.
After witnessing such a miracle firsthand, there was no way he could settle for anything less. Especially now, when they were so close to completing the final step.
In that position, he turned to me and asked, "Can you truly resolve this issue?"
I had, after all, declared that I might be able to solve the problem. At this point, his hope was impossible to suppress. The real issue wasâ¦
"Tskâ¦"
â¦I wasnât entirely confident myself.
"Seeing it in person, I understand better now."
The problem was clear.
"Itâs just as I expected."