A twenty-year-old fifth-grade pill alchemist? Such an accomplishment might warrant a place in the illustrious history book of the Pill Alchemist Association!

"This is..."

Yet, the instant Barbara unfurled the scroll, her eyes fell upon only two words: Styx Pill.

Barbara's hands trembled uncontrollably!

She nearly dropped the scroll that held the record of the Styx Pill! Nevertheless, her entire being quivered with a subtle unease.

For she knew a thing or two about the Styx Pill.

Now, she comprehended why her grandmother had claimed it to be the easiest fifth-grade pill to refine. She understood why her grandmother had inquired about her readiness.

. This is..

Barbara's voice quivered as she spoke.

“The Styx Pill indeed belongs to the realm of fifth-grade pills. That is the truth," Mrs. Jenkins replied calmly.

“But..." Following a brief pause, Barbara summoned her courage and continued, "It is poisonous isn't it?!"

Sometimes, medicine could turn toxic.

Yet, if it retained its efficacy and benefitted people, it could still be regarded as “medicine.”

However, poisonous pills operated differently. They only served to bring about death when employed on individuals.

Never inflict harm upon others!

The vast majority of pill alchemists carried a Lifetime of shame merely from glimpsing the formula for poisonous pills. Even if they accidentally stumbled upon such a formula during their cultivation, most would eradicate it promptly.

Consequently, the transmission of poison pill formulas was an exceedingly rare occurrence.

Barbara had never fathomed that her grandmother possessed one.

“Grandma, if I were to refine the Styx Pill in front of everyone.. Barbara's voice trembled with fear.

She was still young and harbored a promising future ahead of her. Engaging in the refinement of poisonous pills would undoubtedly tarnish her reputation.

“If you are unwilling to succeed, you can decline," Mrs. Jenkins said with measured slowness. "But if you do this, you will surely emerge victorious. And from that moment forth, as the winner, you need not fret over the gossip of others. I shall forever remain your most unwavering pillar of support."

Ultimately, Barbara departed with the coveted formula of Styx Pill.

“Will Miss Barbara change her mind about this?" Doris murmured softly.

"No, she shall not," Mrs. Jenkins replied, her smile radiant. "From her earliest days, she has been driven by an indomitable spirit. She will not allow herself to be surpassed by Maria.”