Frank’s eyes darted everywhere.


    The Sparks family had certainly hoarded a trove of treasures from themselves, from antique weapons


    and esoteric texts to endless medicinal ingredients.


    However, most of them were not that useful for Frank, and he soon asked, “Do you happen to have a


    100–year–old panacea polypore?”


    “A panacea polypore?” Kenny did a double take. “Would a 30–year–old do?”


    “No, it has to be a hundred years old.” Frank shook his head–the panacea polypore was one of the


    main ingredients for the Rejuvenation Pill, although around 600 grams would be enough to make a


    hundred pills.


    As such, even a small one would do.


    Kenny quickly said, “Don’t worry, Mr. Lawrence. Our dojo’s apprentices are everywhere–just say the


    word if you really need it, and they will definitely get one for you.”


    Frank nodded. “In that case, I’m counting on you, Mr. Sparks. I owe you one.


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    Kenny was actually shocked. “You’re exaggerating. It’s only right that I help you.”


    If anything, having Frank owing him a favor would be huge for his family’s influence!


    Soon, he found the panacea cap, which was grown in a huge vase.


    “Would this panacea cap work, Mr. Lawrence?” Kenny asked.


    Frank checked the nt and nodded. “It’s good. Get me a quiet room–I’ll need to refine it.”


    “Alright!” Kenny eximed in delight and promptly had the servants arrange a room.


    Frank entered and went to work without dy. Although it still took two days, he refined four Ichor Pills


    this time.


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    “Huh… To think it would take so long with more ingredients.” Frank sighed, though making an extra pill


    was still profitable for him.


    Frank then stepped out, where some servants were waiting.


    “Tell Mr. Sparks that the Ichor Pill is finished,” he said.


    “Mr. Sparks is out on an errand, sir,” the servant replied. “He said we can take you directly to his father


    when you’re done.”


    Frank nodded. “Lead the way.‘


    Jenson’splexion was much worse when he reached Jenson’s room, but the man’s kindly smile


    was still intact. “I heard that the Ichor Pill is ready, Mr. Lawrence?”


    Frank nodded, and spread his palm, revealing the scarlet pill. “This is an Ichor Pill. It will root out all


    your conditions once you take it, Mr. Sparks.”


    Rolf was standing nearby, having stayed home to see if the Ichor Pill was as impressive as it was said


    to be.


    “That tiny pill can help Mr. Sparks?” He snorted.


    Jenson took the pill and sniffed it before eximing, “The scent of the ingredients swirls and lingers.


    The technique in making this pill alone is exceptional.”


    He was further convinced of Frank’s medicinal skills after seeing the Ichor Pill and took it right then.


    “How do you feel, Mr. Sparks?” Rolf asked.


    “I just took it.” Jenson shot him a look.


    Time passed, and he suddenly started coughing violently.


    “rgh!” He then vomited a mouthful of blood before passing out!