Realm of Myths and Legends (WN)

Izroth continued to add the poisonous ingredients to the Dark Abyssal Cauldron one after the other.

It was not until he placed the 35th ingredient into the cauldron that he finally stopped.

Right as he did so, Izroth increased the flame intensity of the cauldron and pushed it to its upper limits.

The Dark Abyssal Cauldron trembled as the flames roared on for nearly ten seconds straight. Then, in one smooth motion, a small vial appeared in Izroth's hand.

The instant Izroth opened the vial, Seina wasted no time extending a protective aura around herself and her disciples.

Yuveil also took similar action to protect herself.

"What is that foul stench...?! Jade, just what dangerous thing did you give to that young man?" Yuveil frowned as she glared at Jade.

Whatever was in that vial was no ordinary substance considering that it was powerful enough to leak through the shielding of the magic formation. But, more surprisingly, it could even affect those at the high stages of the legendary realm!

Jade carefully scrutinized the vial; however, no matter how much she thought about it, there was never such an item included among the ingredients she gathered with her senior sister.

"That item was not among those that we provided to the Honorary Saint," Jade replied.

She was just as perplexed as Yuveil.

"Are you telling me it is something he managed to acquire himself?" Yuveil scoffed.

"That is the only plausible explanation," Jade responded calmly.

Yuveil set her gaze back on Izroth. In her mind, not only was this person's background too unknown, but also extremely dangerous. After all, there were only a handful of poisonous substances that could affect someone like her who had stepped into the late stage of the legendary realm.

"This person... His intention was never to create a cure! What he's crafting right now is a pill of death!" Yuveil thought to herself.

Cure? What cure? She had never heard of a cure that used nothing but poisons, especially one so sinister. The only thing it could "cure" was life by leading one down a path of death!

While everyone within the room was left in utter confusion and disbelief by Izroth's unusual actions, he was only concentrated on the crafting process. After all, if he lost focus for a single moment, the effects of Mind of Craft would immediately cease.

After Izroth opened the vial, he carefully added a single drop to the Dark Abyssal Cauldron. Simultaneously, he reduced the intensity of the flames to its lowest possible setting.

What Izroth just added to the cauldron was indeed something that was not a part of the materials within the spatial storage ring. In fact, he went through a great deal of effort just to obtain it--the Blood of the Immortal Hydra.

Although Izroth only used a single drop, it could still be seen as an incredible waste of such a valuable ingredient. However, in order to ensure that the best possible pill was formed, Izroth had no choice but to pay a small price.

When Izroth placed the Blood of the Immortal Hydra into the cauldron, a bone-freezing chill rose from the cauldron and spread throughout the entire crafting room.

"This chill... Strange, there does not seem to be an issue with the magic formation." Seina thought to herself as the chill drifted by her.

What the Holy Maiden did not know was that the chill coming from the cauldron had nothing to do with temperature. Rather, it was simply the pill's unique "scent" in a manner of speaking. Just that instead of a smell, it was more of a sensation.

The sensation grew stronger with every passing moment. It felt as though those present had been abruptly dropped into the center of a snowstorm.

However, just as it started to become somewhat unbearable to tolerate, the sensation vanished without a trace. No, more accurately, it all converged to a single point--the cauldron in front of Izroth.

Rmmmmble! Tssssst...

The Dark Abyssal Cauldron shook violently for a few seconds before stabilizing. At the same time, a light hissing sound could be heard coming from the cauldron as two dark purple pills slowly rose from its interior.

Crrrck!

Suddenly, without warning, several cracks appeared on the two pills as they seemed to be breaking apart.

When Seina and Yuveil witnessed the pills cracking, the two reacted in completely opposite manners.

Seina was clearly disappointed by the results, while a smile had found its way onto Yuveil's face.

"Oh my, to produce a Fractured Pill in front of others--how embarrassing. It seems like it's a failure this time. I suppose it's a good thing your disciple has prepared two hundred batches. But, I fear that with this level of mediocre skill, even five times that amount may not necessarily suffice." Yuveil conveyed with an expression that said 'I told you so'.

Fractured Pill--it was a phenomenon that occurred near the completion process of a pill that contained too many impurities to properly form. Such a pill was even worse than the garbage you would find on the side of some random street.

Any half-decent Apothecary, even if the pill was not entirely successful, would at least be able to complete the pill-forming process. Not being able to do so was something that only complete amateurs ever experienced!

"It is not uncommon for one to fail in their first attempt when executing difficult pill recipes. As an Apothecary, you should be aware of at least that much. Ah, my apologies, senior sister. My words were a little impolite. I forgot that common sense is often lost on you." Seina replied without mincing her words.

Yuveil glared at Seina as she withheld her anger and maintained a calm outer demeanor.

"Hmph, you want to lecture me about common sense when you entrusted some unknown brat with your fate? We will see who common sense is truly lost on. You can delude yourself all you want. Anyone who crafts a Fractured Pill obviously has no idea what they're doing." Yuveil mocked.

"Who says the pills I've made are fractured?" Izroth's voice sounded.

Once the two pills formed and began to crack, Izroth deactivated his Time Dilation skill and exited his Mind of Craft state as he turned to face Yuveil.

"I said it. What? You want to object? The results speak for themselves!" Yuveil scowled.

He failed and now he was trying to save face when the results were as clear as day? Did he take them for fools? How laughable!

"You are correct about one thing. The results do indeed speak for themselves. However, you should wait for the results before speaking." Izroth said with a carefree expression.

Right when Izroth finished speaking, the pills began to fall apart as small fragments broke off and fell into the cauldron. However, what happened next left everyone present stunned.

Instead of crumbling or dissolving into nothingness, a faint glow emitted from the pill as the fragments fell off.

The most shocking fact that was the pills were still one piece. But, they were no longer dark purple in color.

The two pills had transformed into a deeply saturated blue that released a soft light blue hue.

"This is...!" Seina's eyes widened in shock as she was left momentarily speechless.

"Impossible...!" Yuveil's facial expression became extremely ugly at the appearance of those pills.

"Incredible..." Sychia muttered to herself as she stared in awe.

She was only a grade-three Apothecary; therefore, her knowledge and skill were limited compared to someone like her master or the First Guardian Yuveil. However, even she could tell that the pill Izroth created was nothing short of a masterpiece.

"Pill Rebirth... It's actually Pill Rebirth...!" Seina exclaimed in disbelief.

The Holy Maiden could not believe her eyes. Even as a grade-seven Apothecary, out of the tens upon tens of thousands of pills she crafted, less than ten of them had undergone a Pill Rebirth!

A Pill Rebirth was an extremely rare occurrence that could only happen when a pill thoroughly transcended its limits and the Apothecary entered the legendary Mind of Craft state!

But, even after entering that state, producing a pill that had undergone a Pill Rebirth was far from guaranteed.

The reason why Yuveil and even Seina had mistaken the Pill Rebirth for Fractured Pills was that the two had a similar emerging process. Not to mention, Pill Rebirths was such an extreme rarity that it was only natural to believe that it was Fractured Pills that appeared.

Izroth took the pills into his hands. He immediately placed one into his inventory. After doing so, he inspected the remaining pill in the palm of his hand.

'Oh? It turned out even better than I anticipated. Was it because of the Immortal Hydra's blood?'

〈System Alert: Congratulations, you have successfully created a new pill; please name it.〉

'Since it's a name that eccentric guy liked, I suppose it will do.'

"Hundred Death Poisoning Pill," Izroth said with a carefree smile.