Su Xing gave a slight nod upon seeing this. Being able to refine mid-grade elixirs and making rapid progress meant that he indeed could be considered to have achieved some minor success in the art of alchemy.
But when Su Xing saw the content of the next simulation, his vision went dark at once.
[In the first month, you refined thirty batches of Soul Condensing Pills, all of which failed, resulting in a zero success rate.]
[In the second month, being undeterred, you refined another thirty batches of Soul Condensing Pills, all of which failed again.]
[In the third month, you firmly believed that diligent effort would be rewarded by the Heavenly Dao, refining day and night. Every batch of elixirs took a tremendous amount of your mental energy, and after refining thirty batches of Soul Condensing Pills, you finally succeeded in producing one inferior quality Soul Condensing Pill.]
