"Ding!"
Hearing that familiar voice suddenly ring out in his mind, Su Tian froze for a moment, then his face lit up with wild joy.
Today had been the final session of purging the Brand Poison from Nalan Jie's body.
Ever since finishing the treatment, Su Tian had been eagerly awaiting the system's rewards.
Thus, when Nalan Jie, Nalan Su, and the others invited him to dinner, Su Tian merely found an excuse, claiming that he needed some rest.
Only then had he hurried back to his room.
Closing the door, Su Tian sat cross-legged on the bed. Unable to contain his excitement, he licked his lips and rubbed his hands together, waiting for the system's voice to sound again.
"I've waited so long. The moment is finally here!"
Su Tian grinned, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He could hardly wait.
He had coveted the rewards the system was offering this time for ages. They had been his motivation for purging Nalan Jie's Brand Poison.
Setting aside the recipe for a Sixth-Grade Pill,
the cultivation art capable of cultivating mental power alone was enough to drive countless alchemists mad with desire.
Su Tian, too, had been yearning for that cultivation art.
Now that this day had finally arrived, even with his temperament, he could hardly suppress his eagerness.
After all, it represented his chance to reach a higher level in an extremely short time.
If Su Tian could quickly advance into the ranks of higher-grade alchemists, it would undoubtedly be a tremendous opportunity for him-an astonishing stroke of fortune, even.
Countless alchemists spent their entire lives unable to reach a higher realm.
It required not merely mastery of alchemy, but, more importantly, the alchemist's own talent.
Put that way, it sounded rather cruel.
Yet talent was the most important thing