"Good, keep it up," said Grandmaster Salvador as I was doing the most straining thing. In front of me is a blob of essences, which is being surrounded by nine fires of distinct temperatures. I need to constantly change the temperature of all seven fireballs, hundreds of times per second. I have already added seventy-three essences into the and have to add eighty-four more. I had failed seven times already and this was my eighth attempt; I don't want to fail, but it is damn hard. I had to manage and merge the essence that would burn each other contact while keeping the keep the heat on them, which is healing them from all sides. My head is sweating and so is my back and I haven't finished even half the work yet. As the energies balanced, I added another essence into the mix, and once again; it had come on the verge of explosion, which I again thwarted with nine fires. It would have been much easier if I could use my soul sense, but that will defeat the entire purpose. It had been two years since I had to learn alchemy from Grandmaster Salvador, and I have to say; it is hard. If I did not have my core and my clones where I practice, my skills would be where they are now. Still, I am going much slower than I had liked to be; I had thought I would make significant progress in time, but as I had said, the alchemy was not easy as it looked. I now have a huge respect for alchemists in my heart. A little more than a minute passed, and I had added another drop of the essence and things became even more dangerous, but I once again handled it. Time passed, and before I know it, I had added one hundred and fifty-second drop. I had failed at this moment last time and even now; I am on verge of failing, but I am trying my all to succeed. A few second seconds passed, and I took a sigh of relief as the energies stabilized, but work is far from over. There are five drops of essences to merge, and it will become harder with each drop, as it has been happening since the second drop. There are high chances that I will fail, but I will continue to try till I succeed. I added drop after drop, till I added the last one hundred and fifty-seventh drops. I spin the fire around the blob and adjust the temperature at a speed, that no anyone could do, even if they have my level. Controlling the rampaging energies of the blob is hard, but it is not the only thing I have to do, I also have to smoothen the energy. Finally, after over twenty minutes, I succeed, and in front of me is a floating ball of purple-black. It is small as a thumbnail and smooth as a diamond; it is also precious. Not only because it is made of Grand Lord class resources, but also because this thing is extremely useful to the Grand Lords. "Congratulation, Micheal. You have created the first level pill of azer. It is a milestone many alchemists dreamed to achieve," said Grandmaster Salvador. "Thank you, Grandmaster," I said as I vaporized the sweat off my body. "With it, tomorrow you will take part in making Riverblain Wine," he said, to which I smile. Till now, I had brewed over one hundred wines; some I brewed myself, for some I took their help and while some, I delegated to them, as I have no skills. The wine we are crafting tomorrow is quite precious and requires skills that only a few have. It is also being crafted with material above the limit, with key ingredients in Primary II. It is going to be a challenge, not only for me but also for these people. "Let's continue," I said and was about to start again as one time is not enough, when my expression changed suddenly, not only mine but also of the old man beside me. It is not just that sensed it, but every person in the world. "Finally," I said with a smile and formation appeared under us and a moment later, we disappeared and appeared, in the memorial. As we appeared, others also begin to teleport around us, Lady Hera, Matron Mavis, Ellen, Kevin, Jim, and many other Grand Lords, with High Grandmasters and even Grandmasters. Within a second, hundreds have gathered and all of us looking at a single thing. A minute passed and then another and we continued watching in silence, as such seven minutes passed when a small sapling came out from the earth. "It took five years for this seed to germinate," said Matron Mavis, looking at the sapling of the world tree. "The divine energy is so strong and pure in it, and will heal the world through it," said Grandmaster Salvador. The reason every person in the world had sensed its germinating before we felt forming the connection with the world's core. With our power, we could sense it is converting the faith of billions into divine energy and feeding to the core, which will slowly heal the core. The core is also not taking the energies for free, but also providing it with some of its energy to the tree. They have formed a direct relationship that benefits both and also the humans of the world because our world is not a normal world. It is a growing world, it will grow, to be more powerful. Once the core, the core healed, it will move toward advancing; I don't think it will take more than a thousand years, for it to break through the limit, with the help of world sapling. Then the limit of the world would be Primary II instead of Primary I. If we are lucky, then the world could break through and reach the limit, a Primary-III, but that is extremely hard, for a world like ours, but with a sapling, there is a chance. It is quite regretful that any of us wouldn't be here when they happen; we will either be far away or merged into the soil. 'I hope, the seed in our garden will also germinate,' said the old man Gatlin. "It will," I said. Though, I don't know whether it will germinate or not to be sure; about the same time passed, the seed in silver grove is showing no sign of germinating. It might germinate, the next day or next decade, or never; nothing to be said properly about the tree. A few minutes passed, and I appeared in front of cameras, addressing the entire world. "Our faith in our world bore fruit; we had succeeded in germinating the seed of the world tree," I stated to the whole world. I spoke for a minute more, before others took over; it is really a joyous occasion. This seed will turn things around for our world, and there is some work for me to do. Currently, the protective formation is strong that, that even Grand Lords will have to struggle to break it, but I planned to make it even stronger so that even they wouldn't be able to break it.