Carson's eyes, imbued with spiritual energy, could penetrate the void effortlessly. The mere formation on Pearl Light Isle naturally could not block his sharp gaze.
With just one glance, he could discern the aura on the Dustgone Pill, which had astonishingly reached the level of seventh-grade high-rank.
Carson had long heard about Severin's talent as an alchemist. However, he still felt both delighted and somewhat surprised when he saw it with his own eyes.
"With such talent, it seems that our Grandiuno Sacred Land might have a chance to become the leader among the Nine Great Sacred Lands!"
It had only been an hour since Severin left the hall, and he had already made a breakthrough in alchemy. Carson dared not imagine how swiftly Severin would progress once he entered the sacred land. He grinned so widely that his smile almost reached his ears.
Beside him, Oskar also grinned and nodded repeatedly. "Without a doubt, Severin's talent in alchemy can be said to be the top among the entire Southsky. Back when he first entered Grandiuno Sect, he was only a fifth-grade alchemist. But later, with some gains and insights in the Alchemy Tower, he made remarkable progress in just over half a year."
At that moment, Severin was unaware of the particularly favorable outlook Carson held towards him in the sect's main hall. After successfully refining the Dustgone Pill, Severin sat cross-legged in front of the Heavenly Cauldron in the training room. A smile appeared on his face, and he quickly stood up.
Gazing at the Dustgone Pill undergoing the baptism of thunder, Severin wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead and sighed. "As expected of a seventh-grade high-rank alchemical pill. Even with my current level of alchemy, I almost fell short!"
He was a seventh-grade medium-rank alchemist. In terms of the level of refining seventh-grade alchemical pills, he was almost on par with Sixth Mountain peak master Daniella. The only difference laid in their insights into alchemy.
Despite this, Severin almost failed during the process of refining the Dustgone Pill. The batch of Dustgone Pills would probably have been ruined if it were not for him mobilizing the power of heaven and earth within him at the critical moment and forcibly condensing the pill.
In the future, if he had enough opportunities to reach the rank of eighth-grade alchemist, his status would be comparable to those deeply powerful royal paragon elders. Then, wherever he went, he would be welcomed as an honored guest by all major powerhouses.
As for the legendary ninth-grade alchemist, they were considered to be on par with supreme paragon-level cultivators. However, it was a pity that in Bleurealm, due to the rarity of ninth-grade herbs, no one had been able to advance to the rank of ninth-grade alchemist for thousands of years.
Shaking his head, Severin let out a heavy sigh. 'Becoming a ninth-grade alchemist is too far-fetched for now. It's better to focus on advancing my cultivation first, then retrieve the treasures from the top two floors of the Alchemy Tower, and head to Midland to explore its broader horizons.'
With that in mind, Severin returned to the training room with the Dustgone Pills in hand.
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