Chapter 56: Alchemy Goddess (1/2)

P.S. I am sorry to all of my readers for my recent blunder. My body didn't feel well recently and was forced to rest (It's not COVID guys, don't worry), so it has totally messed up my publishing schedule, and I forgot to check the old drafts that I had already set the timer on. Please give the book a second chance, and I'll promise the similar mistakes won't be repeated for the second time.

Without further ado, please enjoy the new chapter!

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”I-is she already...?”

The old man looked at Snowy solemnly and nodded, ”Yes. She had fallen in her last battle.” A glimmer of sadness and regret flickered in his eyes for a moment before changing back to their usual indifference.

Snowy fell quiet after hearing the old man's confirmation. Her record slowly played in Snowy's mind.

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Once upon a time, back in the indiscernible era, there was an ugly little girl with an indescribable lack of talent. Even her family said that she couldn't be saved, and they simply ignored her.

The other's child in the family didn't want to get closer and befriend her, and some even shunned her. They didn't even remember her real name, for they usually called her with derogatory words like ”stupid”, ”idiot”, or ”ugly goose” — for Hong was the family where she was born.

Other people could memorize an ordinary incantation after listening to it once or twice, but the little girl needed to hear it ten times before barely remembering a bit of it. Her memory's capability was extremely limited.

A person with average talents could learn it after eight to ten days to understand the most ordinary cultivation technique. Still, the little girls would need ten years or an even longer period of time to obtain the same results.

One could even say that there was not much difference between the little girl's intelligence and a mentally disabled person, except she was not mentally disabled. It was just that her learning ability was quite indescribably awful.

She came from a prominent clan, but her talents were unsightly. She had never been given a chance to learn any cultivation technique afterward because the elders thought she was a piece of foolish, rotten wood that couldn't be carved. It was better to preach to a stone than to teach her how to cultivate.