Quincy had always thought Darryl was useless except for some of his tricks. How could he possibly know how to make the Dousing Pills?

F*ck!

Darryl was so annoyed to hear what Quincy had said; he laughed bitterly. Then, he looked at Quincy and said, "Your Highness, the Ghost Valley Sage was sure that I could make it. If you don't believe that I can do it, do you also not believe in the Ghost Valley Sage?"

Darryl had enough of Quincy, who never missed a chance to embarrass him.

"Who would know for sure if you're capable of refining elixirs?" Quincy responded in an angry tone.

Darryl did not want to comment any further, so he merely smiled and said, "Then let's wait and see..."

"What a glib..."

The Empress gazed helplessly at the two who were arguing; she shook her head and smiled bitterly. Then, she ordered the eunuch beside her to summon all the Elixir Masters in the palace.

Soon, five Elixir Masters from the palace entered the hall. At the same time, they had prepare