Life After Prison

Chapter 1922

Needless to say, fatigue was starting to overwhelm Severin. His bloodshot eyes betrayed the strain that he experienced due to lack of sleep, and the once surging spiritual power in Severin’s energy core had dwindled.

*Just a few dozen to go. I might be able to move on to the sixth floor if I endure this a little longer. Entry to the sixth floor will mark my induction as a sixth–grade alchemist!” Severin gritted his teeth and forced himself to continue.

He continued to study the material and carry out meticulous experiments to ascertain its viability for crafting. Unbeknownst to him, his achievements had roused much excitement outside of the tower. Many disciples witnessed Severin’s steady climb in the rankings, and a substantial crowd was drawn to the

Alchemy Tower. Severin’s name, long etched on the stone monument, had climbed steadily from the hundredth place to the fourth in just half a year. Only a dozen pills separated him from Emery, who held the third spot.

in sweat, she felt the depletion of spiritual power

materials in alchemy,” she rued. Having spent more than five years on the fifth floor without

a level six supreme saint, and successful advancement in the tower would propel her to the sixth–grade alchemist within half a month. That would have qualified her to vie for the core disciple position. Her failure

herself from the assessment due to her depleted spiritual power. As she exited

“Emery is out!”

the last time. Now that she completed nine–hundred–and–thirty–five recipes,

how she compares to Severin in terms

hundred recipes in half a year, and he has shown

book by its cover. I didn’t think he’d be talented