Severin, for example, arrived at Bleurealm’s Nontwo City as a fifth–grade high–rank alchemist.


    Eventually, he discovered a sixth–grade alchemy recipe. Despite wasting so much of time and


    materials in his numerous failed attempts, he was still unable to make any progress.


    A breakthrough for an alchemist was no easy feat, and was vastly different from the stages within a


    level for attainment, for an abundance of materials were needed for practice. It was only when Severin


    ascended the Alchemy Tower that he broke free of that predicament and reached the sixth level, for the


    simtion that tested his abilities to refine pills had allowed him to umte experience with sixth-


    grade pills. That was why he was able to sessfully became a sixth–grade alchemist.


    Severin’s reassurance seemed to have an effect as the worries on everyone’s faces began to dissipate.


    However, Felipe remained firm in his opinion that Severin should have refrained from epting the


    challenge and ought to have maintained a low profile instead. “You must not be careless, Severin he


    cautioned. “There is still half a year before the sect’s internal tournament, and this tournament is the


    key


    to securing a specific trip to a secret ce. Standing out at this point in time might attract the attention


    of the five core disciples, and this could do you more harm than good!”


    Felipe maintaining emphasized caution against the core disciples, whose abilities and talents they had


    no


    knowledge of other than the rumors saying that they were all powerhouses. Supreme saints were


    everywhere in the Bleurealm, and royal saints were regarded as only slightly better than a dog. As a


    former elder of the Skyblue Sect, Felipe was well aware of the politics within the sect’s internal affairs,


    hence his decision to advocate for caution upon their arrival at the Grandiuno Sect.


    Severin shrugged helplessly and said, “I’m afraid I’ve already captured their attention when I joined the


    Grandiuno Sect and became the sixth core disciple. Besides, if I win, I’ll obtain the sixth–grade high–


    rank pill recipe and two Pristine Spirit Pills. If I lose, then it’ll be a tie at most. Either way, I won’t get the


    short


    end of the stick!”


    Furthermore, there was one other reason that Severin did not mention to them–even if Emery were to


    defeat him and aim for his position as a core disciple, there would be a very high chance that Oskar


    would not give his assent. An outstandingly–talented sixth–grade alchemist with the Chaos Constitution


    was much stronger than Emery.


    Felipe refrained from making any further objections and epted Severin’s arguments when he saw


    thetter’s confidence. He smiled sheepishly and sald, “Perhaps I’m getting less brave as I get older.”


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    Wuhlricht could only smile wryly at Felipe’s remark. “We’re not on Skyblue Sect territory, after all. All my


    ambitions have been put in the back drawer after more than half a year since we arrived.”


    Wuhlricht did not make that remark just to support Felipe. He genuinely felt that way after encountering


    individuals stronger than themselves at the Grandiuno Sect. His perspective had since shifted toward


    that of calm and caution.


    Severin understood where they wereing from. One could liken the Skyblue Sect to a small puddle


    and the Grandiuno Sect to a vast ocean–not even a fish could survive in a small puddle, much less


    apex.


    predators like sharks. Were Severin’s talent mediocre, he might have heeded Wuhlricht and Felipe’s


    advice toy low and tread carefully. However, his talent was anything but mediocre.


    The path of practitioners defied nature. There was alwayspetition–be it with people, thews of


    heaven, or other mortal things. Those who were afraid of putting in the effort to win against the


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