She, Sofia, and Diane shared the same concern with Gilda. Severin looked at their anxious


    expression and offered a reassuring smile. “I’m alright,” he asserted.


    Severin’s meridians then roared to life. A strong, furnace–like heat surged through him and caused the


    air to crackle with energy. It was a tangible disy of his perfect–stage level seven supreme saint


    attainment, as his spiritual energy carried an awe–inspiring and imposing aura.


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    Diane and the girls could finally let out a sigh of relief.


    Severin asked, “How did the harvest go?”


    The treasure mountain towered nearly a thousand meters high and had existed perhaps since time


    immemorial. Spiritual energy was so abundant that one could almost feel it liquefying. Precious


    alchemical herbs grew like weeds on its slopes, and although most were of a lower grade, those found


    halfway up the mountain had a rather impressive quality. They would not have attracted that many


    practitioners if not.


    Having secured the Fire Phoenix Snow Lotus that was used for eighth–grade pills, Severin felt obliged


    to check on his wives.


    Diane beamed with pride as she revealed the contents of her spatial ring. “I was lucky to find about ten


    sixth–grade herbs,” she said. With a wave of her hand, the stalks emitted a fragrance as they floated in


    front of them.


    She and the others followed suit and showcased what they gathered.


    Severin smiled as he looked at their collection of sixth–grade high–rank herbs. Wildfire was a


    legendary royal paragon whose presence could be felt even tens of thousands of years after his death.


    Even his abandoned cave held treasures galore.


    Aside from the Sky–Soil Zenith and the promise of hisbat techniques, the cave became a haven


    for spiritual energy, which had almost turned into a liquid form after being isted for tens of thousands


    of years. The rich environment nurtured many alchemical herbs, some of which were several millennia


    old.


    Although Severin was already a sixth–grade high–rank alchemist who was on the cusp of reaching


    seventh- grade, those sixth–grade pills were still valuable finds. Hispanions‘ sess filled him


    with warm satisfaction.


    “Now that I have the Fire Phoenix Snow Lotus in my hands, we shall try to see if there are any further


    bounties we can capitalize on,” Severin said with a glint in his eyes.


    The ruins left behind did not host mere herbs. Were that the case, it would not have drawn the attention


    of all the major sects and unaffiliated practitioners in Southsky. The allure of a royal paragon’s legacy,


    be it the Sky–Soil Zenith or other priceless techniques, was a lure too irresistible for any sane


    practitioners.


    Possessing such treasures could propel one to unimaginable heights and might even be the key to


    turning one into a royal paragon.


    Diane and the girls nodded in unison after hearing what Severin said. They all knew what was at stake.


    After rallying the Grandiuno Sect disciples and informing them that they would soon be setting off,


    everyone spent a brief moment to take a breather before resuming the journey under Severin’s


    guidance.


    As they navigated closer to the core of the ruins, they encountered an abundance of low–grade herbs


    along the way. Another radiantly glowing mountain soon came into Severin’s view. A formation guarded


    its peak, but it was clear that there were treasures aplenty.