Alex began gulping down all the Elixir he and Whisker had gathered throughout the past years. The old man was surprised to find just how much Elixir the two had managed to gather. There were barrels full of Elixir, and it was much thicker than what their sect sold.
Once he drank it all, he cultivated.
"You two managed to gather all of this since you came to Hell?" the old man asked Whisker.
Whisker shook his head. "Last two years. We didn't know much about Elixir before that." He had no reason to explain that part of what they had gathered had also been sent to the others living in Alex's Soul Space.
The old man looked down at the Elixir. "It's quite thick too. Did you guys not bother to boil away the remaining water?"
"What remaining water?" Whisker asked, a little confused.
