Perhaps because Shi Lin had only recently refined a bottle of Nightmare Breed Phantasmal Demon Elixir that could be called priceless, the workshop was still filled with a rich medicinal fragrance when Su Ming entered.
The scent of the elixir and the various alchemical materials mingled with alcohol, forming a rather peculiar medicinal aroma that made Yun Langyue frown unconsciously.
Su Ming also found it somewhat pungent.
Only Shi Lin walked into the workshop with an unchanged expression, as naturally as if he were entering his own home. He seemed to blend perfectly into the surrounding medicinal fragrance.
Shi Lin then said only one thing.
"According to the limited records, after a Warlock takes Phantasmal Demon Elixir, they will not only suffer immensely because the elixir's medicinal properties conflict with the fragile structure of the human body, but their Spiritual Constitution will also react to the power of the Phantom Demon, creating another conflict."
Shi Lin flipped through the notes in his hand as he spoke.
"If the conflict an ordinary person has to endure after taking Phantasmal Demon Elixir is one hundred, then the conflict between a Warlock's spirituality and the medicinal properties would be at least several thousand, and might even exceed ten thousand—nearly a hundred times greater than the former."
When reflected in the flesh, this would bring pain of equal magnitude, while also causing the success rate to drop by an even greater degree.
A one-in-a-million success rate.
A 0.0001% chance.
There was no doubt that this was extremely low—so low that no one would dare try.
Moreover, Su Ming was going to take Nightmare Breed Phantasmal Demon Elixir, making the success rate even lower.
After all, the higher the level of the Phantasmal Demon Blood used to refine the Phantasmal Demon Elixir, the lower the