Fane was excited when he thought about the opportunity to finally create a second-grade pill.
He never had a formula for a second-grade pill before, so this was extremely precious to him. Even if someone else had the formula, they would never share it with him so easily.
He did not think that after killing the alchemical genius, Second Young Master Hunt during the competition, he would reap such excellent benefits and obtain many formulae to create second-grade pills.
Now, he could try to create second-grade elementary pills. If he succeeded, he was truly a second-grade elementary alchemist. Only Second Young Master Hunt and the First Elder from the Cabello family were at such a level.
Fane took a while before he suppressed his excitement, slowly heating up the stove before him and throwing the stalks of spirited grass in according to a certain sequence. He then extracted the juice from the grass.
Time trickled past slowly. It was difficult to create a second-grade pill, much more so than a first-grade pill. Just as Fane was about to solidify the pill, he failed. The flame was just a little bigger than what was prescribed, yet it nearly caused the stove to explode and made the juices disappear into fumes. This batch of precious ingredients was wasted just like that.
"Ah. It’s so much harder than first-grade alchemy!"
Fane wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, heaving a sigh. However, it was a second-grade pill he was trying to create after all when he thought about it, and he had no master to guide him. He could only follow the instructions on the alchemy manual. It was already an accomplishment that he managed to get to the very last step.
He rested for over ten minutes. Then he started to create a new batch.
This time, it was evident that Fane was slightly faster, and his movements were more practiced. Coupled with the experience he had from the previous attempt, Fane's focus did not waver, and the attempt went by smoothly.
"Rise!"
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