The strongest individual in Southsky at the moment was Oskar, a level eight royal paragon. Though


    such an attainment seemed impressive to Severin at that moment because he was still a supreme


    saint, but that might not be the case anymore when Severin finally bes a royal saint.


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    When Gilda heard about the opportunity to go to Mind, she immediately expressed her desire to go.


    Diane then eximed, “A sacred sect in Mind? I don’t think anything in Southsky canpare to


    that!”


    “You’re one of the strongest among the prodigies within the sect, Severin! You might stand a chance of


    winning it!” She eximed in agreement upon hearing what Diane said.


    At longst, Severin had a sudden realization. “So that was why Fend urged me to train hard after I


    made a breakthrough to level five supreme saint.”


    Though Severin knew little about Mind, he understood that there was more to the world than just


    Southsky. He was determined to secure entry to Mind by way of the tournament!


    The significance of that quotay in the chance to enter the Grandiuno Sacred Land-it was a ce that


    bore much more power than any corner of Southsky.


    After snapping back to reality, Severin raised his fists at Wuhlricht and said, “I wouldn’t have known


    about this at all if you hadn’t told me about it.’


    His short time in the sect had been spent training, practicing, and refining pills, which robbed him of the


    time to ask around about oblivious to the tournament’s significance until the day of the tournament,


    thereby making it very difficult for him to n his strategy to the best of his ability.


    The two months’ advance notice afforded him the opportunity to n ahead and do his best! After all,


    he had followed the old wacko’s footsteps to the Bleurealm from the Skyblue Sect with the sole goal of


    ascending to a higher realm! Having a wise elder as his father-in-w was no doubt something that


    Severin was incredibly grateful for.


    After a few moments, he looked at everyone and said, “As it happens, I’m nning to attempt a


    breakthrough to seventh-grade alchemist. If I’m sessful, I might just be able to be a paragon


    before the tournament! That’ll increase my chances of securing the quota.”


    Wuhlricht and the others looked at him in shock. “Are you that confident?”


    Severin looked at their concerned expressions and nodded firmly. Yes.


    Half a year ago, he obtained the legacy of the alchemically-talented former sect leader from the


    Alchemy Tower. He had tried-and failed- to refine a seventh-grade pill then. However, he was able to


    gain much valuable experience from that.


    Having risen to level nine supreme saint, Severin’s strength was certainly far greater than before.


    Coupled with his innate aptitude for alchemy, he had full confidence of bing a seventh-grade


    alchemist. Once he achieved that, it would only be a matter of time before he became a paragon. The


    benefits would undoubtedly pour in for himself and Diane.