The Supreme God

According to the Elixir Foundation, the different places in the herbal pot required different temperatures, especially when mixing different liquid and essences.

It was the same herbal pot. However, some places of it would require high temperature and some would need low temperature. It was frankly hard to do. The refiner must have the ability to control the temperatures in different areas of the pot precisely.

Austin observed the situation in the pot through the ice crystal once more.

However, it was difficult for him to have an idea about the pot's temperature just by simply looking. He could clearly see the ingredients inside the pot but he couldn't touch them or feel them. Thus, there was no way for him to know how hot it was inside the pot now. How could he even control the temperature of the flames in this situation?

Austin repeated the related part in the Elixir Foundation multiple times. Nonetheless, he still couldn't figure out how to control the heat in different places of the pot. He felt as if he was stuck.

He was in that dilemma when a thought suddenly flashed in his mind. 'It's true that I can't feel the temperature inside but wait... I have a spiritual sense! That should do! I could apply my spiritual sense power and make it work into the herbal pot. I'd definitely know the temperature anywhere in the pot by doing that. Thus, I can control my vital energy based on it.'

Austin immediately took action with this in his mind.

He released his spiritual sense power and within a moment, he got a full view of what was inside the pot. He instantly knew the temperature at every point inside the pot and even the interior sculpted decorations. Everything was suddenly so clear to him just like the way he could see textures on his palm.

It worked!

Overjoyed, Austin licked his dry lips. His spiritual sense power was tracing every change inside the herbal pot closely. He made the temperature underneath the black particles increase gradually.

The flames sizzled.

control the direction, force, and the amount

temperature of the pot on one spot while using the other hand to increase the temperature on the other. He felt even more pressured now that he had to do two different

his vital energy to do two different tasks simultaneously through trial and error.

to the increasing heat. The black powder it produced slowly mixed with the red paste and gave it a

the last pinch of black

be easier for him to blend whatever herbs were left since

... . .

mark the end of the process. The lid of the pot lifted because of his gesture and dropped to the ground. He then lifted his right hand and suddenly a rough dark red pill popped from the pot and fell onto his palm.

he couldn't even put it down. It was obvious that his first

the pill-refining realm. The more he looked at the pill, the more

I almost succeeded in my first try of refining a pill! It seems

at the dark red pill. Its surface was

and ceremoniously put the rough pill

... . .

in making that rough pill marked the end