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Arthur stood in his alchemy laboratory, a triumphant smile playing on his lips.
Before him, a peak fifth-grade pill radiated with vibrant energy—a testament to his growing prowess in the art of alchemy.
Cora, his mentor and 'servant:, watched with wide eyes, astonishment etched across her face.
With her lips parted from the shock, give Arthur some daring imaginations.
'Causing a cultivator like herself to lose composure is an achievement in and of itself,' Arthur chuckled.
"Master... I... I can't believe it," Cora stammered, her voice filled with disbelief.
She still wasn't used to calling Arthur that but she couldn't refuse his commands.
"You have surpassed even the legendary God of Alchemy, Asmir, in speed and proficiency."
Her shock wasn't just because, of the fifth grade pill, but within the Cauldron there were nine other pills of the same rank!
