Half a month later, Severin's bloodshot eyes were almost completely red, and he had completely taken on the appearance of an almost deranged individual. For some reason, however, Severin was aglow with excitement and anticipation, rather than fatigue!
Over the past half month, he had finally achieved his formidable goal of concocting 1,000 different types of pills. Credit was due, of course, to his unwavering perseverance. Despite the depletion of spiritual power in his energy core, a genuine smile finally graced Severin's face.
Just as he completed that milestone, the surroundings underwent a swift and ephemeral transformation. A voice that had last spoken to him more than six months ago echoed in his ears, "You have passed the assessment and may advance to the sixth floor."
After breathing a sigh of relief, felt as if the energy in his body had been sucked dry. He was feeling incredibly weak, and more than half a year of incessant dedication had taken its toll on him. The constant mental strain had proved to be the most exhausting ordeal he had ever experienced.
It was particularly challenging to replenish the spiritual power in his energy core, as the reserves within his entire body had all but depleted. Were it not for his unyielding determination, he might have abandoned the challenge at the Alchemy Tower long ago. In essence, it was that very determination that ultimately carried him through the fifth floor.
Although he had successfully surmounted this stage, Severin felt no urgency to immediately ascend to the sixth floor. After a moment's rest, he rose and stretched his limbs before taking out an energy-restoring pill from his spatial ring. He consumed it, waited until his spiritual power was nearly replenished, then stood up and proceeded to the sixth level of the Alchemy Tower.
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