Chapter 1918


    Chapter 1918


    “Emery is an alchemy genius who is almost on Celeste’s level. If anyone can outshine her, it’s Celeste!”


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    Severin was oblivious to the discussions going on outside the tower. He was already on the third floor,


    and the surroundings changed yet again. A cauldron and hundreds of third–grade ingredients


    materialized before him, all of which were simtions created by the alchemy tower.


    “Craft a wless third–grade pill within an hour to progress to the next floor,” the voice directed.


    Severin frowned when he heard that. Third–grade pills posed no challenge for him as a fifth–grade


    alchemist, but rather, it was the time constraints and quality specifications that made things difficult.


    The crafting process introduces subtle variations in the finished product due to the varying degrees of


    mastery an alchemist had and how good they were at handling the ingredients. Severin understood


    that fact very well after experiencing several failures with the Prima Spirit Pill in Nontwo City.


    Alchemists categorized pills into inferior–quality, mediocre–ordinary, top–quality, and elite–quality. An


    inferior–quality pill indicated low proficiency, a high failure rate, and an abundance of impurities.


    Mediocre -quality pills were decently crafted with minimal impurities, making them the minimum for


    practitioners.


    Meanwhile, top–quality pills demonstrated an alchemist’s skill as they contained negligible impurities.,


    and perfect elite–quality pills demanded an exceptional amount of proficiency that resulted in nearly


    zero impurities. Such perfect pills would produce nine lines, and they were much more potent than


    mediocre- quality pills.


    ‘Perfect elite–quality pills are incredibly, incredibly difficult!‘ Severin thought to himself.


    Severin acknowledged the increased difficulty as he rose to higher floors. He ignited the cauldron with


    his spiritual power and deftly added the correct materials into the cauldron. He focused intently on


    churning pills as he observed their transformation into liquid essence under the searing heat.


    Prolonged alchemy sessions drained spiritual power and demanded an acute spiritual consciousness


    to monitor the evolving spiritual liquid. Relying on his prowess as a fifth–grade high–rank alchemist,


    Severin crafted a perfect elite–quality pill in just a quarter of an hour, securing promotion to the fourth


    floor.


    A time limit was imposed on each assessment, and Severin reflected on the increasing difficulty as he


    muttered, “I’m only on the third floor, and the assessments are already bing so difficult!”


    Upon reaching the fourth floor, Severin’s name rapidly ascended on the stone monument outside. He


    had moved from the bottom thousand to the top five hundred, and it happened so quickly that all the


    disciples around there were startled.


    “Look! Severin has jumped to the five–hundredth ce!”


    “How did he manage to do it so quickly?!”


    “I thought only those who have reached the fourth floor of the tower will be allowed to enter the top five


    hundred?”


    “He passed the first three floors in less than a day! That’s insane!”