Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 1791

During one night, Severin looked at the alchemical pills in his hand and nodded satisfyingly, "Not bad. It's a good thing my triple-chambered cauldron can produce three alchemical pills at once. Since I'm getting more hands-on, my success rate has increased and so is my speed. Estimating it roughly, it's not going to be a problem for me to produce one hundred alchemical pills in a day. And that's not even at my full speed."

Obviously, he was really satisfied with the success rate and how hands-on he was with producing fifth-grade low-rank alchemical pills.

After two days, he had managed to produce a lot of alchemical pills. Then he went to look for Wulricht and passed him another four hundred alchemical pills.

"Four hundred? How insanely crazy is your speed? What's the deal? Did you take any rest?" Wulricht contemplated his life while looking at the alchemical pills.

Severin smiled faintly. "Have you forgotten about my triple-chambered cauldron? I was able to increase the success rate. With the triple-chambered cauldron, I can produce three alchemical pills at once."

Wulricht was dumbstruck. "I know you have the triple-chambered cauldron. But we are talking about fifth-grade low-rank alchemical pills. The difficulty level is extremely high. No one except you has the courage to try it and succeed."

The compliment made Severin embarrassed. "Uncle-master, you're making me feel so shy by saying those."

Wulricht chuckled. "Haha. I'm just telling the truth. I have no intention or plan to compliment you."

"It's getting late. I want to head back early to take a rest," Severin replied and flew back to his place.

A few days ago, Severin had successfully become a level seven royal saint. However, he was feeling more pleased and delighted when he had a breakthrough. Because he could successfully produce a fifth-grade medium-rank alchemical pill.

As of now, the sect had a lot of disciples who had become level four royal saints. On and off, there would be one or two disciples leaving the forbidden area happily because they met the requirement by becoming level four royal saints.

The rest of the disciples knew something was up because a lot of disciples who were level eight saints and above would be called to the forbidden area. However, the disciples did not know what was going on in the forbidden area.

They did try to ask around for details. However, those who left the forbidden area had their lips sealed. They were only willing to advise them to train hard and become level eight saints. Then they would be called to the forbidden area to find out what was going on there.