“What?! Was my name among the disciples who were supposed to receive a pill? Are you sure they
mentioned me?” An elite disciple eximed in disbelief. He was a level five saint, and it had been ages
since hest received a pill. Thest pill he got was a fourth–grade low–rank pill, which was not very
effective at his current level unless he was given a substantial number.
However, obtaining such lower–grade pills was a challenge in itself. Fourth–grade low–rank pills were
typically reserved for disciples who were level one and level two saints. They were able to utilize such
pills better because they could get the most out of the effects.
Over the years, a dearth of fourth–grade medium–rank pills had caused many disciples to remain
saints at levels four, five, and six. It was always a protracted endeavor to make breakthroughs without
ess to suitable pills, and those disciples had to endure slow progress.
The disciple’s eyes lit up. “Haha, Elder Severin must have provided some pills to the Great Elder. The
only question now is whether they are fourth–grade medium–rank pills.”
The female disciple who had delivered this news smiled at him. “You might be in for a treat then. Word
is that you’re being summoned to receive a fourth–grade medium–rank pill. You should hurry up and
get going! This is an opportunity all of us wish we had. I still need to inform my other seniors about this,
so goodbye for now!” she said before turning to leave.
The man’s eyes filled with excitement when he heard that. “Am I really going to get a fourth–grade
medium–rank pill? That might just allow me to reach level six saint! I’ve been looking forward to this for
a long time! I remember being a little behind on the waiting list, so I’m lucky they decided to choose me!
He immediately took flight and headed to the meeting point to collect the pills. Before he arrived, a
nagging suspicion soon began to surface. He recalled having inquired with Felipe not long ago and was
told that he had to continue waiting because there were 300 people ahead of him. It was even more
puzzling that he would receive a fourth–grade inedium–rank pill and not a fourth–grade low–rank one.
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Did the great elder use his influence to let me get the pill first?” The disciple’s face lit up at the thought
of that and felt incredibly grateful to be chosen.
s, he was left utterly bbergasted when he reached the meeting point. Felipe and Samoel were
both distributing pills to a long queue. Each line contained around two hundred disciples, and still more
were flying in from all directions.
A female disciple approached him. “Good to see you here, Thierry! You should be getting fourth–grade
medium–rank pills, so queue up at our great elder’s line. Those who want to receive the fourth–grade
low–rank pills should queue in the second elder’s line.”
Thierry was bewildered and seemed to want some more confirmation. “Are you sure?”
The female disciple retorted, “of course! These instructions were given out by the elders, so it must be
true! Now, go ahead and join the line.”
She rolled her eyes and then moved on to organize the other disciples in line. Thierry obediently joined
the queue, but he could not resist asking another fellow disciple, “You’re here too! Are you sure we’re
supposed to be getting a fourth–grade lowe -Tank pill? Will there still be any left when it finallyes to
us? Even if Elder Severin has given some of the pills he made, he probably didn’t make that many
right? How can we expect to get any if there are only a dozen or so pills?”
However, the disciple said to Thierry with a grin, “Who told you there were only a dozen pills? I heard
that Elder Severin crafted over two thousand fourth–grade pills. There are over a thousand fourth–
grade low–rank and another thousand fourth- grade medium–rank pills, so rx! You and I will get our
share.”