Life After Prison Novel by Silencieux

Chapter 2131
In the plaza, the eyes of countless disciples were shining with light. It was not until Severin entered the Alchemy Tower that
everyone began to discuss among themselves.
“Is Severin going to have another go at the Alchemy Tower?”
“Severin is now a seventh-grade alchemist and an elder of the sect’s
Alchemist Hall!”
“Yeah! Could it be that he’s trying to enter the eighth floor of the Alchemy Tower?”
“I heard that there’s a spiritual treasure from the sect’s ancestor on
the eighth floor. I wonder whether it’s true or not.”
“Haha! Doesn’t he know how hard it is to enter the eighth floor? Even if Severin is now a seventh-grade alchemist, it’ll still be
quite difficult for him to enter the eighth floor!”
Following the discussion among the disciples in the plaza, the news that Severin had once again entered the Alchemy Tower
quickly spread throughout the sect like wildfire.
After learning that Severin was trying to break through to the eighth- floor of the Alchemy Tower, many of Sixth Mountain
disciples kept exclaiming with shock. They already found breaking through to the sixth floor hard enough, and yet Severin had
set his sights on
breaking through to the eighth floor?
Of course, there were many disciples who thought Severin would fail! After all, the Alchemy Tower was built by the ancestor of
the sect, and only prodigies in alchemy were able to reach the top floor.
Not to mention, it had only been a short time that Severin had leveled
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a camel to pass through the eye of the needle than for him to break through to the eighth floor. While the disciples were debating
whether Severin would succeed, he was already inside the seventh floor of the Alchemy Tower.
An empty void appeared before his eyes. Unlike last time, there was no apparition of the sect’s ancestor or projection of various
spiritual
herbs.
At that moment, the cold voice from the Alchemy Tower reached his
ears.
“The assessment has begun. You may start refining.”
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From this cold voice, Severin knew the conditions needed to break.
through the seventh floor to enter the eighth floor – the success rate of refining the seventh-grade elixir should be kept at eighty
percent!
“Sure enough. The higher the floor is, the more difficult it gets!”
muttered Severin to himself.
Maintaining the success rate and quality of the seventh-grade alchemical pill was still a huge challenge for a newly promoted
seventh-grade alchemist like him because the higher the alchemy level was, the more complicated the alchemical pills that he
would
need to refine became.
Pills such as the seventh-grade alchemical pill would require involving the power of heaven and earth. When condensing the pill,
he would need to survive the Thunderbolt Tribulation and undergo the baptism of heaven and earth. Moreover, the spiritual herbs
needed to refine the pill were all rare and precious.

It would certainly be a great test of an alchemist’s insight and understanding of alchemy! Even Severin at that moment could not
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difficulty into his motivation. After all, he was not the type who would shrink away in the face of difficulties.
With eyes flashing with determination, he took a deep breath and his body emanated a kind of quiet confidence. The next
moment, he rose up to the middle of the room in a single step. As he moved, projections of spiritual herbs gradually appeared in
the surrounding void. Severin first adjusted his body to make it fill with energy. Then he quickly found the spiritual herbs needed
for refining Nimblesense pill from the projections around him, and immediately started refining the pill.
In an instant, flames shot up inside the cauldron, turning it into a sea of burning fire. Severin was not far from the cauldron. His
hands were moving so fast that they had become a blur as he kept making one hand seal after another to throw the spiritual hers
into the cauldron.
After a moment, a cloud
After a moment, a cloud of black smoke erupted out of the illusory
cauldron with a loud bang.
‘I’ve failed to refine the pill!
at a pity!’ thought Severin. He quickly
shook off the heavy feelings that came with experiencing failure.
After composing himself, he gently waved his hand to re-transform the cauldron to start the next attempt.
He succeeded quickly the second time after applying what he had

learned from his failure.