An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Chapter 1092: Failure or success?

“Hmm?”

Dustin’s expression changed as he looked at the shattered cauldron. He suddenly became nervous. It had been so close, just a tiny bit away from success. Why did it explode all of a sudden? Could it be that all his hard work was in vain?

“No… It can’t be!” Dustin shook his head, his face drenched in sweat. He couldn’t accept failure, nor could he accept the current situation.

He began searching frantically amidst the wreckage of the cauldron, leaving no trace or piece of medicine residue unexamined. He was like a starving wolf foraging in the wilderness, fierce and desperate.

As he sifted through the debris, Dustin suddenly froze. At the very bottom of the medicine residue, a glint of gold appeared. This golden glint, compared to the surrounding debris, was like a beacon of light in the darkness, exceptionally bright.

After a brief moment of shock, Dustin carefully extended his hand, gingerly pushing aside the debris around the golden glint.

Bit by bit, inch by inch, with tension and anxiety, he slowly cleared away all the debris.

a complete golden pill was revealed, clear and smooth, shining like pure gold, dazzling and radiant. Accompanied by a

Dustin stared wide-eyed, both surprised and

cauldron a moment ago had almost made him

so many premium

“Old Drunkard!”

door of the pharmacy, cradling the Life-Prolonging Pill in his

who had been clutching his wine bottle and taking swigs, turned around and was instantly dumbfounded. “Holy crap! You actually

Five Signs of Aging, it was merely a legend. Who knew if it was real or not? Could

hadn’t held

of the golden pill in front of him, he became

this Life-Prolonging Pill, you should be able to counteract your Five Signs of Aging. Give it a try,” Dustin handed the golden

a rush. At a historic moment like this,

hands together and then ran to the backyard of the

while, he finally unearthed three sealed jars of wine. These were the precious bottles of Daughter Red wine that the Old Drunkard had been hoarding for years. Normally, he wouldn’t even think of drinking them, but now, it was time to let these