“Mental illness?” The Vermilion Demon Lord was bewildered. He had absolutely no idea what that meant.

After all, being from the celestial realm, he had strict control over his own consciousness. There was simply no possibility of any mental illness.

Even the most average cultivator would never fall into madness. After all, cultivators were diligent in training their own consciousness.

Only ordinary people could suffer from mental illness. Such a thing could only happen in the mundane world!

Many mental illnesses were caused by a breakdown of the mind under immense mental stress.

That was because ordinary people, having never cultivated their spiritual sense, could not withstand high mental pressure.

The notion of a cultivator being mentally ill was simply impossible.

So, it was surprising that Jared had diagnosed Cedric, an Ultimate Realm cultivator, with mental illness.

there had been any other alchemist present,

begun to concoct the elixir. Soon, two pills rose from within the

pill was white and another

this so-called mental illness requires two different kinds of elixirs for

only needs one. However, both are effective, and

Divine Cauldron was put away, and the iron doors of the alchemy room

were focused intently

how’s it going?” Wyatt

Cedric to take now. This elixir will

Cedric the pills,” Wyatt said to

Jared was approaching Cedric with the pills,

on,” he said. “Before you give my son the elixir you’ve concocted, I want to examine

that Jared might have concocted a poisonous pill for his

the pills

alchemist, so he could not examine the pills himself. Instead, he turned to Thaddeus and Maxence and said, “President Surrey, Mr. Maxence, I’d appreciate if you could help me identify the ingredients in

to serve Bernard. Without

not asked Wyatt to help because he noticed that Wyatt was

the white and

the scent of the pills, spending quite a while using their spiritual

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