The Pinnacle Of Life

“I’ll be back by afternoon, and I’ll bring a watermelon for you later. Be a good boy at home!”

Only now did Alex know that Waltz had a legitimate profession. Apparently, she was the head businesswoman of all maritime businesses in California.

As the clock struck nine, Alex went down to the basement and attempted his pill concoction.

Why would he need a cauldron for pill concoction?

This was because pill concoction was different from medicinal cooking, in which the herbs just had to be thrown into a cooking pot in order to be cooked. After all, it was just medicine, so its effects were incomparable with concocted pills. Since each portion of medicinal herb had different properties, the purpose of pill concoction was to eliminate all the useless portions of the herbs, leaving only the essential portions. Then, the essential portions would be supplemented with Chi, or even the essence of heaven and earth, to be condensed into one single pill.

Therefore, regular cooking pots could not be used for pill concoction as they would shatter the moment Chi was exerted into the pill.

Three hours later, Alex finally completed his first batch of chakra pills.

The first two attempts had failed.

Fortunately, Waltz had gathered sufficient medicinal herbs. Alex also made sure to be prudent with his usage of the ingredients since it was his first attempt at pill concoction.

He continued with another few attempts after that.

to complete seven

chakra pills were concocted, including the first

worth noting that the alchemy circle inside the cauldron, which shimmered during the pill

found it to be working

to Brittany, and with some persuading and

to yoga, which you used to practice, but brings in greater benefits. The more you practice it, the healthier you get and the younger you look!” Alex meant well. “Your body is still

right, I will do whatever you

this pill. Let me

later, Brittany was propelled from a regular lady into a Beginner-Royal ranked fighter. With consistent

feel much more energetic now! Let me take a shower first, I will

she had yet to get

mother’s wistful silhouette entering the bathroom, a dash of sparkles flickered in Alex’s eyes as he thought, “John Rockefeller,

made a call

culprit responsible

“Oh? Who was it?”

imprisoned for negligent homicide and killed Anthony during a violent altercation. I suspect he most probably acted on orders given his history

track him down and