The proposal was immediately approved. So the sorcerers and the Mohist disciples split up and began a new round of experiments.

Watching this bustling scene unfold, the wicked man was filled with emotion. He recalled how, when he was researching gunpowder, he always felt something was missing. Now, with the addition of these sorcerers, a whole new world had opened up.

Throughout the day, the group conducted more than a dozen experiments, carefully recording the various changes each time. By evening, they finally achieved initial results.

"Grand Commandant, please take a look," Li Xuan presented a detailed record. "This formula seems to be optimal. The gunpowder's power is nearly double what it was before, and it's also much more stable."

The wicked man carefully examined the records. They contained not only the proportions of various ingredients but also the cooking techniques summarized by the sorcerers. These were invaluable experiences.

"Good!" He nodded approvingly. "You have all lived up to expectations. However..." He changed the subject, "That's not enough. What I need is a weapon that will strike fear into the hearts of the enemy!"

"The Grand Commandant is right," Sun Yue said solemnly. "This is just the beginning. However, everyone, don't just focus on increasing its power; you also need to think about how to make it more stable."

"What do you mean 'stable' or 'unstable'!" a pockmarked warlock shouted. "I think we should go all out and use the most powerful fire magic! Cold or warm, forget about it, let's blast it upside down!"

"You think you know everything!" a gaunt old man sneered. "Last time you were testing elixirs in the mountains, didn't you get your face charred black from the explosions?"

The pockmarked sorcerer's face flushed red: "That was an accident! Besides, didn't you also blow up your alchemy furnace?"

"Enough!" Sun Yue slammed his hand on the table. "We're all people of status, why are you arguing like street thugs!"

The two of them then reluctantly stopped talking, but they were still glaring at each other.

Seeing this, Li Xuan quickly changed the subject: "Old Sun is right, gunpowder needs to be stable. Why don't we try to see if we can make some improvements to the outer casing?"

The wicked man watched from the sidelines, unable to suppress a smile. Although these sorcerers were eccentric and constantly arguing, it was precisely this kind of academic debate that sparked more inspiration.

"Alright, alright!" he mediated. "Your suggestions are all excellent. In my opinion, why not take the best of each and try them all?"

These words resonated with everyone. The sorcerers who were still arguing immediately fell silent and began to discuss how to combine the strengths of each school of thought.