Severin's confidence eased everyone's anxieties. Diane, the first wife and therefore the de facto leader, smiled and said, "Go for it. Severin. We'll be rooting for you on Pearl Light Isle."
Wuhlricht and Felipe got up from their seats and chuckled. "If you succeed in becoming a seventh-grade alchemist," Wuhlricht said, "Pearl Light Isle will be the talk of the entire sect. Even I will turn heads when I leave."
They had known Severin for a long time and were familiar with his abilities. He was never the sort of person who would boast something if he was not sure of his chances. As they reminisced about his rapid rise in alchemy back at the Skyblue Sect and recalled how he would occasionally share some high-rank pills with them, they could not help but smile at his unwavering confidence.
Severin chuckled at Wuhlricht's remark. "Let's talk later. I shall proceed with my alchemy session now." He then turned and headed straight for his training room.
Once inside, he sat cross-legged on the Enlightenment Mat and retrieved his Dragonstand Furnace. Then, he laid out the seventh-grade Omnispirit White Orchid. With a wave of his hand, dozens of sixth-grade high-rank herbs were extracted from his spatial ring, each emitting a strong medicinal fragrance. A mere whiff of them was enough to fill one with warmth, not to mention imparting an almost ecstatic feeling that accelerated one's spiritual power within one's energy core.
Severin had made sufficient preparation and was determined to craft the seventh-grade low-rank pill known as the Nimblesense Pill. He closed his eyes, took deep breaths, and heightened his blood, energy, and spiritual essence to their fullest potential. After a moment, he opened his eyes and raised his hand, unleashing a scorching ball of flame. The white spiritual fire engulfed the cauldron's surroundings, igniting it like a boiling pot.
Unlike sixth-grade pills, seventh-grade pills required more precious ingredients because they were made to be consumed by paragons. The biggest difference was the inclusion of the power of heaven and earth—only then would it be beneficial for paragons. Such power was beyond the reach of a level nine supreme saint. Severin could barely leverage it through the power of heaven and earth that had developed within his energy core, and in tandem with his profound understanding of alchemy. He watched intently as the medicinal liquid within the cauldron began to condense and take shape—as if by magic—after being infused with the power of heaven and earth.
Two more days passed before the pill was fully formed. The waves that resulted from its completion sent nearly caused the heavy cauldron lid to fly off. In an instant, nine snow-white pills that were brimming with surging medicinal power seemed to come alive as they shot out of the cauldron. As soon as that happened, the Grandiuno Sect's sky darkened as heavy clouds gathered with the crackle of thunder.
Severin's eyes shone with joy at the sight of the phenomenon. He knew that the seventh-grade pills were a success. The looming Thunderbolt Tribulation was something of a final baptism that cleansed away all impurities and absorbed large amounts of the power of heaven and earth. The completion of that process signified the true emergence of those seventh-grade pills.
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