Life After Prison

Though strength in battle was valued in the world of attainment, reciprocal favors were far more important. When they did support Severin with various resources in the past, they did so in the hopes that Severin would become the future leader of the Grandiuno Sect.

They did not expect Severin to secure victory in the tournament, thereby obtaining the quota to Midland and paving the way for them to join him.

Under normal circumstances, even peak masters and elders at level nine paragon would have to disassociate themselves from their sect if they wanted to train in Midland. However, traveling in such territory was far from easy for such individuals due to the intricate interconnection between all the major forces.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

There, paragons were considered mid-tier forces, and it was royal paragons that held the bare minimum of influence.

With Severin’s assurance and approval, the peak masters chatted with Severin for some time before finally bidding farewell.

A dumbfounded expression appeared across his face as he watched their departure.

“I didn’t think I’d gain the allegiance of these peak masters,”

Severin mumbled. The way in which Myles’s group spoke to him earlier suggested that they were willing to risk life and limb for him after entering the Grandiuno Sacred Land. Severin was confident that he could ascend rapidly with the support of those level nine paragons.

Severin retracted his gaze and entered the training room. With just over a month left before he would enter the Starry Sky Battlespace, he could not afford to slack off on his preparations. He planned to prepare some sixth-grade pills for his wives first, after which he would enter seclusion to attempt a breakthrough to level two paragon.

If he succeeded in becoming level two paragon, then his chances at the Starry Sky Battlespace would be much better too.

Once he had entered the practice room, Severin immediately set up the cauldron and started a spiritual flame. He placed various medicinal materials in front of him. “In goes this seventh-grade flower known as Quatropetalia, then the seventh-grade ten- thousand-year-old chalcedony…”

The materials either emitted a strong fragrance or a robust glow.

Most of them had been given to him by the nine peak masters, such as the one that Lejeune’s group had given to him. Then there were the materials that Myles had given to him to support him for the sect tournament.

All of that totaled ten or so priceless materials.

After laying them out, he placed the materials one in sequence for the Breakthrough Pill. Once the herbs turned into liquid, he swiftly made a few intricate seals.

“Condense!” he commanded, channeling the power of heaven and earth around the cauldron. Several moments later, the cauldron erupted into brilliant golden light, and the incredibly heavy lid flew up as nine snow-white pills emerged.

Severin raised his hand and stored the pills away safely. He had crafted those pills for his wives, as they provided the foundation for supreme saints to make smoother breakthroughs to paragon.