This success rate even surprised Ron, already comparable to the level he had achieved when his Magic Potion Refining Skill was approaching the Skilled Level.
Besides, her basic practice in Spiritual Control also showed an amazing adaptability.
Although her aptitude was only medium in the Fifth-class Star, her almost obsessive focus allowed her to grasp Meditation Techniques faster than apprentices with the same aptitude.
Just this morning, Lilia successfully completed the first stage of the Basic Meditation test, with the stability of her Spiritual Power clearly exceeding the level her aptitude would suggest.
"Master, may I ask one more question?"
Lilia’s voice came from behind.
At some point, this "Master" had naturally replaced the initial "Master Ralph."
Ron turned around and saw the girl in work clothes standing at the door, holding a book of Basic Magic Potion Making, her expression focused and humble.
"Of course, what question?"
"Regarding the mixing ratio of Silver Moon Grass and Morning Dew Flower, I found that the recorded ratio of 3:2 in the book doesn’t seem to be the optimal proportion."
She said cautiously:
"I tried several times last night and found that a 5:3 ratio made the potion effects more stable and saved materials..."
Surprise flashed in Ron’s eyes, and then he nodded with satisfaction:
"Your observation is very accurate. The traditional ratio is based on standard configurations in ordinary environments, but considering the magic environment of the Black Mist Jungle, 5:3 is indeed more reasonable. This spirit of active thinking and practice is quite rare."
A hint of joy flashed in Lilia’s eyes but soon turned humble again:
"It’s all due to your excellent teaching, Master..."
"No, it’s your effort." Ron corrected her habitually self-deprecating words word by word:
"Learning is not just about accepting knowledge; more importantly, it’s about questioning and verifying. You already begin to show the thinking style a true Alchemist should have."
Lilia slightly lowered her head, her cheeks flushing, evidently cherishing such recognition very much.
"It’s already late; you should rest. Tomorrow we will start learning the ’Life Essence Extraction’ technique, which requires ample energy."
Lilia nodded in thanks and softly took her leave.
As her footsteps faded away, Ron returned to his room and took out the Silver Pocket Watch hanging around his chest.
Its Black Gem surface glowed faintly, seemingly responding to his touch.
He slowly closed his eyes and entered a meditative state.
Moments later, an unprecedented feeling surged from within him:
It was a warm and pure flow of energy, as if a clear spring was infusing his Spiritual Core from outside.
This feeling was entirely different from the enhancement he typically experienced during self-cultivation; it was more relaxed and natural, nourishing his spirit without any effort on his part.
"This is the ’Grace’..." Ron murmured to himself, awe filling his heart.
He finally personally experienced the special connection Lady Allen had talked about.
This differed from the slight grace he had once accidentally received in class by inspiring others.
This time, as a true mentor providing professional and purposeful guidance, the "Grace" Ron received was significantly more powerful.
He could distinctly feel the flow of this energy and could actively guide its direction.
In conventional circumstances, most mentors use this "Grace" to purify accumulated Spiritual Contamination, extend longevity, or even heal old wounds.
But Ron’s current situation was somewhat special.
"I have the Time Guardian Pocket Watch, which can regularly purge Spiritual Contamination, so at least until I ascend to become an Official Wizard, I don’t need to worry about this issue..."
He pondered for a moment and decided to channel this "Grace" entirely into the resource he was currently most lacking—the limit of Magic Power.
Ron carefully guided the flow of energy, directing it entirely into his Magic Core.
As the "Grace" infused, he felt his Magic Core begin to undergo wonderful changes.