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Crescent Moon Valley lay blanketed beneath a gentle fall of snow, the flakes drifting silently from the overcast sky. Within the warmth of the Alchemy Hall, the scent of spirit tea lingered in the air, soft and calming.
Luo Chen sat at his usual spot, a thick book in hand, engrossed in its contents. His gaze remained focused on the words, even as familiar footsteps echoed behind him, followed by a sigh so heavy it practically carried its weight.
"Failed again?" he asked without lifting his head.
"…Yes," came Tang Quan's muffled reply.
The young alchemist stood by the door, shoulders slumped, eyes clouded with frustration. The weight of his disappointment was evident. He looked like a man carrying the remnants of too many shattered expectations.
His lack of energy stemmed partly from failing to refine the Myriad Wonders pill and partly due to his low cultivation stage, which drained his spirit heavily during alchemy.
"Failure is normal," Luo Chen said evenly, his tone calm and unaffected. "A successful refinement of any pill, especially one of significance, only comes after hundreds or even thousands of failed attempts."
Tang Quan let out a long, defeated breath. He knew those words were meant to comfort, but somehow, they stung even more. He had thought that being entrusted by Luo Chen to lead the Myriad Wonders pill refinement effort was proof of his potential. However, after a full month of non-stop failures, with the best result being a semi-finished product. He could only wonder… am I truly cut out for this?
He glanced at Luo Chen, who sat so composed, reading with serene focus. Can the difference between two people really be this vast?
Luo Chen had begun his journey as a rogue cultivator. No sect, no mentor. No steady supply of resources. Every herb, every artifact, every opportunity, he'd earned it all by himself. And yet, despite such a foundation, Luo Chen had not only refined the Myriad Wonders pill but has refined a pill of significant grade.
Compared to him, Tang Quan felt like an utter failure. He even began to doubt whether he had any talent for alchemy at all.
Perhaps...
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