Over the past centuries, the Qian Family had cultivated many powerful warriors who had left diaries for the later generations to refer to. Though there were indeed a string of strong yet sleazy Qian descendants like Qian Zhanxuan, there were quite a great many of bloodline warriors with vision and guts that stood out.
Qian Jin turned the pages of the thick book while telling himself that the mystic potion wasn't to be concocted by merely knowing the process.
In the eyes of outsiders, mystic potions involved the messy disorderly accidental products made by a crowd of psychopaths with a bunch of medicinal materials.
But those engaged in the mystic potion circles kept the clear knowledge that though the concocting of mystic potions entailed a handful of luck, the causes for each successful concoction called for in-depth analysis. Everything in this world followed a certain law, though more often than not such laws were totally unfathomable to outsiders.
