Upon returning to the villa, Dustin began to make the necessary preparations.

He had finally gathered all three precious herbs needed. The rest of the supplementary herbs were prepared beforehand. Next, it was time for the most crucial step—producing Sanctifix.

"Maximus, I'll be locked up in there for a day. You need to keep watch vigilantly. No one is to enter and bother me," Dustin reminded.

"Don't worry, Dustin. Not even a fly will be able to enter these doors!" Maximus guaranteed with a confident pat on his chest.

Dustin nodded before looking over at Brooke. "Dr. Busch, I'll leave Mr. Shaffer in your hands then. Nothing must happen to him before I come out of the room."

"Rest assured. I might not be able to cure Mr. Shaffer, but I'm fully capable of keeping him alive for some time," Brooke assured.

"Great. I'll leave things to the both of you then." Dustin gave them simple instructions and wasted no more time on words before entering the makeshift alchemy room.

He had all the herbs he needed. The furnace, coal, and all other required materials were already prepared.

while. It wasn't until he was fully relaxed and

producing Sanctifix was no easier than producing Longevitum. But as they were different pills, there was a great difference in the details that

through the procedure in his head many times. Hence, he remembered every step

the process of grinding up the herbs, roasting the sand, and settling the sand. Finally, he had to control the temperature of the furnace, extract the essence of the herbs, and

was crucial, and there was no room for mistakes. Dustin did every step meticulously, putting all his attention on the task

controlling the furnace's temperature. The fire blazed and dwindled according to his

and combined. And just like that, time went by. The herbs went from a solid state to gaseous to liquid and finally

times, Dustin came to the most crucial part of the entire procedure— solidifying the

breath and engaged his mystical pure energy, slowly channeling it into the

in its production. It will also ensure that the

Dustin channeled more and more of

forehead as smoke surrounded him. It went on for about half an hour before

a loud clang, the lid of the furnace flew

a light blue pill lying at the bottom. There were still wisps of

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