The white-haired man’s words reflected how inquisitive and solemn he was. He truly wondered why Jack would choose to be an alchemist if he was talented enough to break through to the spring solidifying realm at his age. After all, the white-haired man felt like it was not an easy path to take.

Alchemists were no doubt respected, but the path was fraught with various difficulties. It was much more difficult to tread than the path of martial arts. Some alchemists were never able to even become seventh-grade alchemists for their entire lives, thus practicing martial arts were worth it all as compared to alchemy. That was one of the reasons why high-level alchemists were so rare.

Jack stared at the white-haired man. There had been some things had not beer planning to say, but the white-haired man did not seem willing to relent at all, so he felt like he had to explain.

Otherwise,

The path of being an alchemist seems really hard to me. If you want to become a high-level alchemist, expect to

knew quite a few alchemists, which was why he knew how much effort and resources were needed to become a successful alchemist. After all, refining a

failures before being able to succeed, and increasing one’s proficiency as an alchemist was even harder. He had many friends that were stuck at the sixth-grade level, even after over ten years of practice. Becoming a seventh-grade alchemist seemed like an impossible goal to them. Even in Phoenix Valley, seventh-grade alchemists were incredibly well-respected. After all, seventh-grade

that he had arrived at this stage was not because of any amazing talents, it was because he had fused with memories

to spend hours working on

man and, with formalcy, replied, “With enough talent, you’ll never need to give up one for the sake of the

he was trash compared to Jack. Not only was Jack already accomplished as an alchemist,

exist just to infuriate us commoners. I

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