Chapter 80: I Would Call It Black Jade Ointment _1

"Why is it black again?"

Mu You was speechless as he stared at the sticky, black substance at the bottom of the crucible. What happened to the natural color he was expecting?

Left with no choice, he scooped out the paste and poured it into a glass jar he'd prepared in advance.

The entire paste substance, mirroring flowing jelly, made no effort to separate from each other, sliding seamlessly into the glass jar with nothing left behind.

This was not a characteristic of the paste itself, but rather a feature of the Witch's Cauldron: no matter how thick the potion brewed in the cauldron was, it would never stick to the cauldron at all. It made all non-stick pans in the world seem outright inefficient.

Therefore, when using the magic cauldron, there's no need to worry about whether to wash the pan, or if different potions will cross-contaminate. There would never be any impurities or residues on the inner wall of the cauldron. Every medicine refining process was a brand-new start.