Alden refined potions all night until he ran out of ingredients early in the morning.
"Huhhh!" Alden exhaled, wiping the sweat off his forehead. "Finally finished,"
Thanks to the storage of spiritual energy within the furnace, Alden didn't even use up half of his spiritual energy.
"I refined 27 potions," Alden looked at the potions before him. "Only three failed."
He was left with 20 perfect tier 1 healing potions and 7 high-quality tier 1 spiritual energy-gathering potions.
"Turns out if you have the perfect recipe, your potions don't fail," Alden muttered happily. He was on the verge of finding the perfect combination for the tier 1 spiritual energy-gathering potion.
With each potion he refined, he was closer. He failed three times, but those helped him improve his recipe.
"Now, time to sell them," The BTN appeared in Alden's hand. "I need to give 10 to Damian."
