The Son-in-law Hiding Identity

The Son-in-law Hiding Identity
Chapter 86 Keep Pretending



Arief ignored all the insinuations.


He shrugged and took out a clay pot. There were many bottles and jars in this cave, not knowing who left it.


After cleaning it, Arief looked around and said, “Heno, David, Hendry. Undress you.”


“Why? Are you crazy?” henry said annoyedly.


“Purifying herb. I need fire, but because of the rain, all the twigs out there are wet. So, I can only use your clothes,” said Arief slowly.


“Why should we wear our clothes? Why don't you take off your own clothes?” heno. “The temperature is very cold, do you want us to be cold?”


“If you don't want, yes already!” Arief waved his hand and said, “Your clothes are more important than Ester's life.”


You are!


Hendry is very upset, as Arief deliberately looks for trouble with him. Alright, you want to pretend to purify the potion, right? I'm gonna let go. If Esther can't get up, I'd like to see your response later.


They looked at each other and were forced to take off their clothes.


Their appearance made everyone laugh.


Shortly after, the fire was lit. The clay pot was placed on the fire, Arief then started to purify the potion.


Every step, Arief did it meticulously and seriously.


However, David, Hendry and the others just wanted to laugh after seeing it.


Has he started refining potions?


It's like a child's toy.


If you want to pretend, can you be more serious?


“Arief, can you purify the herb in this way?” Hendry held his stomach and laughed out loud. “Do not cheat people anymore. Refining potions in ancient times always used potion furnaces. With that broken clay pot, can you make it?”


Right. Arief is too ridiculous. Would he be able to purify the potion with that clay pot?


Does Arief want to deceive them like a child?


“Who said clay pots can't purify potions?” arief said slowly.


That actual potion refining technique, did not attach much importance to the container used. Except the proportion of each material as well as temperature control.


Everyone can ensure the proportion of materials.


However, controlling the temperature is the most difficult thing to master.


If the temperature is too high, the potion will be destroyed. If the temperature is too low, the potion will not form. Hence, this matter had always been the most troublesome for the ancient alchemists.


However, this was not a problem for Arief.


As a cultivator, Arief could control pure energy to control the temperature of the flames, so as to control every detail well.


So, for Arief, all heat-resistant containers can be used to purify the herb.


Of course, everyone who was here did not know about this.


They assume that Arief is pretending.


“She looks confident too.” At this time, Hendry gave a cold snort and looked towards Fransiska. “The Salim family is a family that has been doing antiques business for a long time, Miss Fransiska of course understands about this field. We need to hear an explanation from the experts. Miss Fransiska, try to explain to us, based on ancient records, is such an object able to purify pills?”


When he asked, Hendry also looked at Arief arrogantly.


‘This boy still dare to act great? I'll expose your lies soon,’ thought Hendry.


After that, everyone immediately turned their eyes towards Fransiska.


Right too. Why didn't they ask the Grand Miss of the Salim Family? He is the one who has the right to speak from everyone.


Fransiska bit her lower lip tightly.


When Arief began to purify the potion, Fransiska continued to pay attention from the side. Fransiska once read an ancient book on purifying potions.


Ancient people believed in myths so much that they sought to create the medicine of eternal life. Thus, professions such as alchemists emerged.


However, most of the alchemists were impostors. Although anyone could purify the potion, there was nothing as relaxing as Arief.


Fransiska said quietly, “Old me, the containers that alchemists used in the past were, furnaces, pomegranate bottles, ponds, large pots and everything else. I also first heard that there are people who use clay pots to purify potions.”


Whoa!


His words instantly made everyone stir.


Listen to yourself, even the Great Miss of the Salim Family has already said that.


This boy is clearly lying.


Everyone looked back at Niko.


Seeing that everyone was insinuating Arief, Fransiska immediately panicked. “I don't understand everything either. It is possible that some use clay pots to purify the herb ...”


Fransiska felt herself very foolish, only remembering telling people about the knowledge of refining potions. He forgot that this remark could bring insinuations to Arief.


“Haha, Miss Fransiska, you don't have to defend Arief anymore.”


“Betul. Although this useless daughter-in-law saved you from the shark attack this morning, you also don't need to thank her. He's just acting great.”


David laughed and said, “I'm worried until the pot explodes, Arief won't make it either. Arief, don't pretend anymore. You're not tired, are you?”


Bam!


At this moment, a sudden explosive sound came from within the pot.


Everyone was shocked and immediately retreated. The pot was not destroyed, the sound of the explosion was a reaction that occurred in the pot in a state of high temperature.


At this moment, Arief opened the litany pot of land slowly.


All the curious people immediately approached. In a moment, everyone was silent.


Some women exclaimed in shock and felt their legs go limp.


They saw a black-colored pill inside the clay pot. Not only that, a fragrant scent also filled the entire cave.


Whahuh?


He really made it?


At this moment, everyone immediately dumbstruck. They could not believe the pill that appeared inside that pot.


Nita who was at the side also frowned. Besides being surprised, he was also very curious. Her husband continues to surprise her, making Nita even less aware of her.


“Niko, the pills are ready, I will give to your wife.” Arief took out the pill, opened Esther's mouth slowly and inserted the pill.


When people were insinuating Arief, Niko did not scold them, for fear of disturbing Arief's concentration in purifying the potion. At this moment, Niko was greatly amazed when she realized the potion had been successfully made.


“Arief, thank you!” Niko nodded slowly, she then waited for Esther to wake up quietly.


At the same time, everyone also approached carefully, then watched closely.


After 10 minutes, Esther's expression looked better than before, but was still unconscious.


After 15 minutes, Esther also had no signs of being conscious.


Half hour ….


An hour!


“Arief, what happened?”


Niko who was getting impatient immediately looked towards Arief.


Arief smiled and comforted her, “It's okay. Bidding on poison required a process, he was already out of his dangerous condition. He will wake up before tomorrow morning.”


The various potions recorded in the Infinite Alchemy book, did not write down how long the effects each potion would take.


Compared to the previous God Pill, Deborah also showed no reaction at all. However, Debora managed to break through after that.


Niko nodded as well.


However, people were snorting coldly.


Although Arief managed to purify the potion and surprise them, Arief might have been lucky.


Everyone could certainly see clearly the effects of this herb, Arief was deceiving Niko.


“Pak Niko, it looks like Arief deliberately tricked you, why wait until tomorrow morning? If the medicine he made was successful, why was there no reaction at all?” heno said naked to Niko.


It's cold, it's really cold.


The weather on the beach since the beginning is very cold, plus heavy rain, making the temperature decrease. Heno was immediately annoyed when he remembered his clothes being burned by the boy.


At this moment, Arief's phone suddenly rang.


A dozen Whatsapp messages.


Who sends you night messages? Arief pulled out the phone, he was shocked when he read the message.


What did Cindy do? Why did he send this many photos?


Out of curiosity, Arief downloaded all his photos. Once it was clear, Arief immediately gulped.


The person in all the photos is her homeroom teacher, Sari.


Speaking of Sari, Arief recalled the school days. When it comes to High School, she is most afraid of Sari.