Chapter 987

Just as Andrew was about to finish, he did something that made Aiden's mind nearly short-circuit—he adjusted the flame again, this time refining the impurities of two remaining liquid extracts mid-condensation. Aiden couldn't believe what he was seeing. He had never tried something like this or considered it a viable approach. He knew that absolute precision was required once the pill condensation process had started. The slightest mistake could cripple the final product, drastically weakening its potency. But for Andrew, none of these usual constraints seemed to apply. Every move was steady, deliberate, and effortless. Every step he took felt calculated—not just by knowledge but instinct. To him, alchemy wasn't just a skill. It was an art. The real shock came when Andrew's bizarre technique not only avoided disaster but actually enhanced the final product. Under normal circumstances, raising the temperature during pill condensation was a major risk. Too much he