“Whoa! In all my years as part of the sect, this is the first time I’ve seen Madam Danie bend over


    backwards to extend an invitation to someone!”


    “Why did Severin refuse? His decision makes zero sense!


    “As long as he joins the Sixth Mountain, he’ll be a seventh–grade alchemist in a few more years!”


    “I would’ve agreed without hesitation if I were in his shoes!”


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    The onlookers felt that Severin had done a sphemous act by turning down such a momentous


    opportunity. They all red at Severin with resentment on their faces. Feeling slightly uneasy at the


    way


    that they were all looking at him, Severin was about to return to Pearl Light Isle when several streams


    of


    light shed across the sky. Several prominent figures had shown up.


    Leading them was a tall, muscr man who exuded a certain brutish character and had pronounced


    bronze muscles. Behind him was a man d in simple training clothes and carrying a sword on his


    back.


    The sword seemed to embody a high–grade spiritual aura, and a terrifying presence fluctuated in the


    air


    around him.


    The strong man approached Severin, but not before smiling at Danie and saying to her, “Haha, your


    Sixth Mountain isn’t worthy of Severin.”


    Danie’s expression soured at his remark, and she shot a dissatisfied nce at the man. “What are


    you


    insinuating. Myles?”


    Severin observed their interaction with intrigue. Though he did not know Myles, he associated the


    name with the Seventh Mountain’s peak master–a swordsman par excellence. Myles Merkl was a level


    nine paragon who boasted extraordinary strength. He was also recognized as the strongest in terms of


    combat ability among the nine peak masters.


    Myles ignored Danie and came up to Severin. He scrutinized Severin from head to toe, asionally


    letting out grunts of admiration. Severin felt uneasy with his gaze and was about to say something


    when.


    Myles finally spoke up.


    “Congrattions for your sessful progression to the seventh floor of the Alchemy Tower,” Myles


    dered. He waved his hand, produced a token, and handed it to Severin. “Here’s the token to the


    Seventh Mountain. Feel free to visit us whenever you have the time. You can choose any spiritual


    weapon


    from our Sword Tomb.”


    Unlike Danie, Myles sought not to recruit Severin as his disciple because he understood that


    Severin’s status as a core disciple was equivalent to that of the sect’s elders. Besides, Severin’s


    progression to the near future. If Severin continued to make rapid progress and be the next sect


    leader, then he would be positioned higher in the hierarchy than Myles or Danie! Given the likelihood


    that Severin would clinch a quota to Mind, even the elders and the guardians would have to look up


    to him.


    With that in mind, Myles’s aim was nothing more than to establish friendly rtions. Knowing that


    Severin was proficient in swordsmanship, he offered ess to their Sword Tomb as a sign of goodwill.


    Severin epted the token with a smile and cupped his hands in gratitude. “Thank you very much.”


    The time that Severin spent in the sect allowed him to familiarize himself with the Nine Mountains. The


    Sword Tomb on the Seventh Mountain housed swords from the sect’s ancestors, including various


    treasures as well as divine swords with different swordwills. Severin’s Scarletsky Sword, for example,


    was rumored to have originated from the Sword Tomb and was only ced in the sect’s Treasure


    Pavilion sometimeter.