Severin was distraught because his attempts with several sets of materials all ended in failure. However, he tried to look on the brighter side because the repeated failures were seen as stepping stones to his success.
"Refining third-grade medium-rank pills is difficult. I've failed more times than I've made progress." Severin took out another set of materials. He looked at them and could not help but smile wryly. "Well, I suppose that slow progress is still considered progress. I hope I can achieve some measure of success before the materials run out."
Severin then told himself to avoid thinking too much. He then threw a spring into the alchemy furnace again and continued with his refinement. He went through the process step by step in a meticulous fashion.
It was almost past four in the evening, and the girls had finally returned home after a day out in the city. When Megan set foot in the living room, she immediately laid on the sofa and complained, "Don't the three of you feel tired after shopping for a whole day? My feet are hurting from all that walking, but you look like you still have a lot of energy in you."
Sheila smiled and said, "It's because you don't train much. You're only a level one grandmaster. You can't compare yourself to us, it's because we're profound masters! A bit of shopping isn't going to tire us out."
She then looked at Sofia and said, "In Miss Sofia's case, a whole day's worth of shopping is probably like a short walk for someone of her attainment."
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