Looking again at the other potions floating beside him, Lu Cang realized that these common first-tier potions came in dozens of different recipes.
Thinking about it, that made sense.
This world was so vast that each continent spanned who knew how many billions of kilometers. Different regions, from north to south, had different medicinal ingredients.
An Alchemist might travel across many different continents.
If certain ingredients weren't available in some places, they might need to slightly modify the corresponding recipes.
Over time,
the number of recipes naturally grew.
Although the ingredients in this world varied, their medicinal properties often shared similarities.
It was like how there were countless kinds of wood in the world, but I didn't really care what kind it was. As long as it had the essential property of wood, I could use it.
Medicinal properties worked the same way.
Many ingredients could be substituted for one another. When using them, all you had to do was extract the relevant components.
With the "God-tier Replication" talent,
Lu Cang felt that he could replicate a potion's creation perfectly as long as he had the required level and possessed the corresponding ingredients.
Not a single detail would be off.
The only problem was... he could only replicate the process exactly as it was. If it took too long, there was no way for him to shorten the process.
Shortening it would require him to understand the process himself.
Still, that was fine.
Lu Cang drew in his aura.
Eukrin's pupils contracted slightly again as he looked at the golden potion in Lu Cang's hand.
"May I ask..."
"Could this potion be...?"
As a Level 7 Apothecary, he could naturally tell that this potion was no ordinary one.
Lu Cang didn't bother hiding it and answered directly. "Ascending Realm."
So