Deities: Starting From Goblins
Chapter 1051 - Chapter 1051 Chapter 589 Witness the Spirit_2

Chapter 1051: Chapter 589 Witness the Spirit_2 Chapter 1051: Chapter 589 Witness the Spirit_2 Hearing that sour tone, Logan couldn’t help but smile.

“Look at my face, where do you see that I am gloating?”

Having said that, he sighed.

“Moreover, I have not expressed my stance, and that in itself is a statement, Little White. In the future, don’t speak such words again and don’t tarnish a lady’s reputation. Fairy Snow and I are merely friends.”

Little White, whether pleased or not, remained silent.

At that time, Sheron Perri walked toward him.

“Fairy Delilah was here earlier, and it wasn’t appropriate for me to say anything. Captain, you are truly impressive. Even Fairy Delilah looks at you differently. I have never seen her praise someone so highly.”

At such flattering words, Logan merely smiled casually.

“It’s a small matter. When you gain strength, you will see more of this. Don’t dwell on it; let’s pack up and head back.”

“Alright.”

“Come back with me first, don’t forget I also promised to concoct the Marrow Cleansing Pill for you.”

“Yes.”

This time, Sheron Perri’s voice was louder, filled with immense joy.

Ever since Logan mentioned it, he had been overjoyed.

Now that he could finally realize it, even someone as composed as him couldn’t help but gather his spirits.

Logan chuckled, patting his shoulder lightly.

“It’s rare to see you so eager, but don’t worry, you won’t miss out.”

Sheron Perri touched his hair, his expression somewhat embarrassed.

“Sorry, Captain, do I seem too frivolous?”

Even though he really wanted it, he shouldn’t have shown his desire so openly.

He worried that the Captain would think him too greedy and form a bad impression of him.

However, Logan was not that kind of person.

“No, the pursuit of strength and power is natural for humans. Now that you’re practically my protege, and your talent is also very good, adding the Marrow Cleansing Pill will be doubly effective.”

“Sheron, you must take the Marrow Cleansing Pill properly and absorb its medicinal power. How much you can utilize its power depends on your own abilities.”

Having finished, he looked at him with a serious and earnest gaze, also showing his high regard for him.

Sheron Perri, just by meeting that gaze, felt a fire ignite within him.

He immediately stood firm and nodded without hesitation.

“Yes, Captain, I will definitely not let you down.”

That night, Logan began concocting the Marrow Cleansing Pill for Sheron Perri.

First, he cleaned the herbs, his gaze very serious, not missing a single step.

Then, he sorted them into categories, placing each type of item in its place.

In the midst of this process, the Furnace Cauldron was also brought out.

The soul of White Elizabeth floated out from the Furnace Cauldron, turning into a wisp of ghostly light.

“You really go to great lengths for your protege, taking care of everything.”

Hearing this, Logan did not look up at her but continued focusing on his task.

White Elizabeth pursed her lips, seeming somewhat unhappy, but she said nothing more.

She circled around Logan, gradually growing bored.

“How much longer before it can be put into the Pill Furnace? With your speed, I don’t know when I’ll be of use.”

“Soon, but Alchemy is no trivial matter, nor can it be rushed.”

White Elizabeth nodded.

“That’s true.”

“Logan, do you need my help? I might be faster.”

“No need, everyone has different talents and ideas. Although I plan to concoct the Marrow Cleansing Pill, I do not intend to follow the Elixir Recipe exactly. I have made some modifications, so you better not touch my herbs. You don’t know the proportions I need.”

But hearing this, White Elizabeth’s eyes widened, seemingly incredulous.

“What, modifications? Logan, you really are bold!”

“It’s already not easy for an ordinary alchemist to follow the Elixir Recipe, and you’re even planning on making modifications? Do you really think you’re some kind of genius?”

Since White Elizabeth had joined the Pill Furnace, she naturally had some understanding of the matter.

Seeing Logan speak so presumptuously, White Elizabeth did not blindly believe him.

“Logan, I admit you’re a genius, but that doesn’t mean you are a genius in every aspect. Be careful not to become too boastful, lest you end up destabilizing your own spirit.”

Logan merely hooked his lips lightly, seemingly unperturbed.

“That’s not for you to worry about. I know what I’m doing.”

“Again, our Contract means we share both honor and damage. If something really happened to me, you’d be done for too. How about that, happy? You seem quite pleased to see this, don’t you?”

White Elizabeth was taken aback by this sarcastic remark, momentarily at a loss for words.

Then, arms crossed, she suddenly said in a sour tone,

“I just never expected someone as proud as you to beg me last time just to save Snow Wood. You usually never bow your head to anyone.”

Listening to the jealousy in White Elizabeth’s words, it seemed she was quite unhappy with this situation.

Logan didn’t know what to say. He had made his decision, and whether White Elizabeth was satisfied or not, he wouldn’t change it. Discussing past matters now seemed pointless.

“Ah, that? In my eyes, it’s not about gender, but about urgency. Just consider it a favor for me.”

He chuckled, planning to brush off the matter just like that.

White Elizabeth, sensing his attempt to trivialize the issue, scoffed first.

Logan scratched the back of his head and didn’t plan to dwell on this topic any longer.

“Alright, I’m going to start alchemy now, so don’t bother me.”

Meaning: don’t talk, keep any issues to yourself.

White Elizabeth: …

Darn, even more annoyed now.

Such an unromantic man.

She did think about sabotaging the Furnace Cauldron, but that would be self-destructive.

After careful consideration, she could only sigh and give up on the idea.

Being an Artifact Spirit has this downside: being at someone’s beck and call, having to suppress even her anger.

Out of sight, out of mind.

White Elizabeth simply transformed into a wisp of pale light and merged into the Furnace Cauldron.

No longer conversing with Logan and giving no further indication of her feelings, she silently sulked.

Logan secretly opened his eyes and actually breathed a sigh of relief.

Whew, it’s good she stopped questioning.

As for appeasing White Elizabeth, no worries, she’ll cool off after a while.

Logan was carefree, not feeling the slightest remorse about his generous actions.

Soon after, he became serious again, focusing all his attention on alchemy.

This was no minor project, and it was also the most important task at hand.

All the herbs had been carefully selected; the next step was the process of making the elixir.

Compared to earlier steps, this was the crux of the matter, extremely challenging.

He couldn’t relax for a moment, especially with the high-level Marrow Cleansing Pill.

Logan took a deep breath, washed his hands, and ignited the Exotic Flame.

Then, one by one, he added herbs, not forgetting to control the flame in the process.

Thus, the herbs and flames interacted, gradually emitting a peculiar scent.

Throughout the process, he was constantly vigilant.

His eyes never strayed from the Pill Furnace, sometimes also wary that White Elizabeth might cause trouble.

But although she was angry, a big temper didn’t equate to a flawed character. She didn’t actually disrupt the process at all.

Thanks to his powerful Talent, the Marrow Cleansing Pill was ready in just a moment.

When the elixir was finished, a fragrant aroma filled the air.

Logan examined the color; hmm, it had reached Grandmaster Level, a fine grade for an elixir, which justified his great focus on it.

He wiped the nonexistent sweat from his forehead and relaxed profoundly.

Muttering to himself.

“Finally, I can wrap this up for now.”

Saying this, he stood up, rubbing his somewhat sore shoulders from sitting too long.

Suddenly remembering something, Logan casually asked into the Void,

“By the way, White Elizabeth, it just occurred to me to ask, can you leave the Pill Furnace and exist independently in a separate container in the world?”

At first, she didn’t respond, perhaps still simmering with anger.

But Logan wasn’t discouraged, nor would he just give up.

“White Elizabeth, White Elizabeth? Are you there?”

After pestering her several times, it seemed she lost patience too, responding with a cold and irritable tone,

“What now?”