novelraw Chapter 277: The Final Ingredient
Chapter 277: The Final Ingredient
The Final Ingredient
"Julian."
Seeing Julian D’Aurelius arrive, Amara Ravenswood cheerfully waved her hand and ran over, immediately linking her arm with his as she asked.
"Why do you need so many strange herbs this time? Even my family’s stockpile isn’t enough for you."
A warm afternoon breeze drifted through the entrance of the Whitmore Family estate. The leaves of the ancient trees rustled softly overhead, casting shifting shadows across the stone pathway.
Julian glanced at the petite beauty beside him and smiled.
"For alchemy, of course."
He didn’t hide anything from Amara. Reaching out, he lightly patted her head.
The sudden gesture made her blink.
Then her cheeks puffed slightly.
"Don’t treat me like a child."
"Really? Then why do you still look like one?"
Julian teased.
Amara immediately glared at him.
"I’ll have you know I’m a famous miracle doctor."
"A famous miracle doctor who runs to the gate personally just to wait for me?"
Julian asked with a grin.
Amara’s face instantly turned red.
"I-I was waiting for the herbs!"
"Oh? I thought you were waiting for me."
"I was not."
"You were."
"I wasn’t."
"You definitely were."
Amara found herself losing the argument almost immediately.
She turned her face away with a huff.
Julian couldn’t help laughing.
The sight of the usually calm and intelligent miracle doctor becoming flustered was surprisingly entertaining.
"You’re impossible."
Amara muttered softly.
The smile lingering on her lips, however, betrayed her true mood.
Looking at her reaction, Julian chuckled.
"Anyway, if you’re this interested, maybe I’ll teach you some alchemy."
The moment she heard that, her eyes lit up.
"Alchemy? Of course, I do."
Amara widened her eyes and nodded vigorously.
Recently, she had already absorbed more than half of the Miracle Medicine Record medical skills she learned from Julian secretly while hearing his inner voice.
The deeper her understanding became, the more she realized how vast and profound the knowledge contained within that legendary inheritance truly was.
And alchemy, without a doubt, was the most difficult section of the Miracle Medicine Record.
Countless ingredients.
Countless procedures.
Countless variables.
Even the slightest mistake could ruin everything.
If she could truly learn it, her medical skills would rise to an entirely new level.
Seeing her excited expression, Julian laughed.
"Alright, I’ll teach you later."
Julian had nothing to hide from Amara.
The two had known each other since childhood.
They were more than friends.
They were companions who understood each other better than most people ever could.
A trace of warmth appeared in Amara’s eyes.
"Don’t regret saying that later."
"I won’t."
"You’d better not."
"I said I won’t."
The two exchanged smiles.
After chatting for a bit at the entrance, they walked into the Whitmore Family’s house.
The moment they entered the spacious reception hall, the scent of tea and medicinal herbs greeted them.
The interior carried a distinctly old-fashioned elegance.
Rows of antique wooden shelves displayed countless rare herbs and collections accumulated over generations.
At the center of the room sat Charles Whitmore.
The elderly man was calmly drinking tea while waiting.
The moment he saw Julian enter, his weathered face broke into a smile.
"Young Master D’Aurelius is here."
Julian immediately stepped forward and greeted him politely.
"Grandpa Whitmore, long time no see. Thank you for your trouble this time. I wish you longevity as enduring as the southern mountains and happiness as vast as the eastern seas."
Charles immediately laughed.
"Why so polite? No matter how sweet your words, there won’t be any discounts."
Julian grinned.
"Haha, for Amara’s sake, an eighty percent discount might be considered."
Charles nearly choked on his tea.
"Get out of here. Your family is so rich, yet you’re still trying to squeeze money out of an old man."
Amara couldn’t help covering her mouth as she laughed.
"Grandpa, he’s always like this."
Julian shrugged.
"Saving money is a virtue."
"Being stingy isn’t."
"Those are basically the same thing."
"No, they’re not."
The room immediately filled with laughter.
Though Charles liked to joke around, everyone present knew one thing.
When it came to doing business, he was ruthless.
Especially when dealing with wealthy customers.
The richer the customer, the less likely he was to show mercy.
After the laughter settled, Charles waved his hand.
Several staff members quickly carried over numerous wooden boxes.
One after another, they were carefully placed onto a large table.
The moment the lids were opened, the room filled with rich medicinal fragrances.
Rare herbs.
Ancient roots.
Precious flowers.
Every single ingredient was worth a fortune.
Charles handed a bill toward Julian with a smile.
Julian casually accepted it.
Then his eyebrows immediately jumped.
Nearly fifty million Euro.
Even by luxury standards, that was outrageous.
The most expensive item on the list was a thousand-year Frostheart Ginseng harvested from Greencliff Mountain.
Its price alone exceeded thirty million Euro.
A normal person would probably faint after seeing such a bill.
Julian simply smiled.
Money?
Compared to the Nine Way Cleansing Elixir, money was meaningless.
Not long ago, he had practically emptied Lucas’s wallet and acquired nearly ten billion Euro.
Fifty million wasn’t even enough to make him blink.
Without hesitation, he completed the payment.
The transaction left Charles in an exceptionally good mood.
Meanwhile, Julian turned his attention toward the herbs.
His expression gradually became serious.
The Nine Way Cleansing Elixir was one of the most important pills he had ever attempted to create.
There could be no mistakes.
Not even the smallest one.
He began inspecting every ingredient personally.
One herb.
Two herbs.
Three herbs.
The process continued methodically.
Amara stood quietly beside him, observing attentively.
The more she watched, the more amazed she became.
Julian’s knowledge of medicinal ingredients seemed limitless.
Every herb.
Every root.
Every leaf.
He could identify them instantly.
Even subtle differences in quality couldn’t escape his eyes.
Time slowly passed.
Eventually, Julian finished checking nearly all the ingredients.
His expression suddenly changed.
A slight frown appeared on his face.
Something was wrong.
Very wrong.
His gaze swept across the table again.
Then again.
The answer became obvious.
One ingredient was missing.
The most important ingredient.
The core ingredient.
Without it, the Nine Way Cleansing Elixir could never be completed.
Julian slowly raised his head and looked toward Charles.
"Grandpa Whitmore, where’s the thousand-year Frostheart Ginseng?"