"What the hell!" Tang Changsheng nearly spat out his drink.
"That's right. At first, its main ingredients were mercury and sulfur. I imagine you're familiar with the compound those two chemicals produce—mercury sulfide," Professor Clive said.
"Familiar? I know it all too well!" Tang Changsheng couldn't help saying.
Anyone with even a little knowledge of the Central Land's magical practices knew that substance!
It was cinnabar!
Whether for drawing talismans, artifact refining, or cultivation within the Daoist Tradition, they could scarcely go a day without it!
And what Professor Clive had described—turning ordinary metals into gold, or creating a panacea that granted immortality...
That was precisely what the Alchemists of the Qin-Han and Wei-Jin Era had pursued: the Golden Elixir of Immortality!
As the saying went, gold could be made, and the elixir of immortality could be achieved!
"I never thought you were still playing with this stuff. Could I sue you for infringement, knockoffs, and plagiarism?" Tang Changsheng said with a faint smile.
As the two spoke, everyone else listened quietly, not daring to interrupt. Even Ling Xiaoyu was learning the details of the Sages' Society for the first time.
"No, no. We don't deny that the earliest theories of Alchemy came from your Central Land's Golden Elixir Dao. But after centuries, even a thousand years, our Alchemy has become utterly different from your Golden Elixir Arts!"
Tang Changsheng shrugged, unconvinced and unwilling to argue.
The General's Temple was not known for making elixirs. In fact, Tang Changsheng's knowledge of the craft amounted to a few recipes collected by his predecessors.
Those recipes did not call for the five metals and eight minerals—metallic substances, in other words. They used precious medicinal herbs instead!
Seeing Tang Changsheng's indifference, Professor Clive misunderstood. "All right. I actually think Alchemy and the Golden