A few dayster, Severin sat on a rocking chair in his courtyard while studying the Spiritual me Guidebook. The book meticulously detailed the appearance and traits of various spiritual mes.


    “The Fire of Nine Ghosts is ranked twentieth on the spiritual me list and thrives in locations steeped in the aura of theherworld.


    Its defining feature lies in its ability to incinerate practitioners’


    primal spirit, as well as confer certain unique effects in alchemy.”


    “Southbright ze is ranked neenth on the spiritual me list.


    It flourishes where there is heptagold energy, and its unique attribute allows it to consume all things without suffering any side effects. Some practitioners have harnessed it for theirbat techniques and divine techiques.”


    The plethora of spiritual mes revealed in the pages expanded Severin’s knowledge. He did not know that there were so many types of spiritual mes in the Bleurealm, each of which were about as valuable as a handful of spiritual treasures.


    Even mes like the Vermillion Birdfire and Phoenix me were entities considered to be stronger than that of celestial soldiers.


    The fires that were listed down had been known since ancient times.


    Severin’s eyes gleamed with excitement. The Lotus Wildfire required the consumption of two kinds of spiritual me for a Small Sess and nine for Great Sess.


    It had potential to grow stronger and stronger through each fire that was devoured, or at least that was what Wildfire first intended.


    There was a chance that it might turn into a divine fire! If that could be achieved, then the mes produced would be strong enough to raze the terrain, pierce through hell, set the void alight, and kill even supreme paragons or celestial beasts-all with the wave of a hand!


    As Severin fantasized about such endless possibilities, his token began to vibrate suddenly and he received a message responding to his request.


    “Someone’s gotten news about the spiritual me!” he eximed.


    The message informed him that a disciple had epted the mission he had issued. Eager to learn more, Severin swiftly soared into the air, heading directly to the Mission Chamber that was located about twenty miles away from Pearl Light Isle.


    Upon his arrival there, many of the disciples expressed surprise at Severin’s sudden appearance. However, he paid them no heed and headed straight into the hall.


    A level one paragon weed him in politely and even offered some hot tea. “You’ve arrived at just the right time. Someone haspleted your request!”


    Severin took it and replied, “Thank you. You’re too kind.”Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    The elder took a seat beside him and shared the details, “Less than an hour ago, a disciple reported encountering the Fire of Nine Ghosts in a valley within the Fierce Beast Mountain while searching for some spiritual herbs. However, the atmosphere in the valley was eerie, almost like it is a huge altar set up by evil practitioners in the past. There were skeletal remains everywhere, along with some weird offerings. The disciple wisely decided to leave the ce.”


    “The Fierce Beast Mountain?” Severin’s eyes glimmered with curiosity.


    Situated north of Southsky, the Fierce Beast Mountain was a mountain range simr to that of the Artic Heights.


    However, it was located in the far opposite of the Artic Heights. Serving as a passage beyond Southsky’s boundary, ferocious and evil beasts were rampant there, including several evil beast kings that rivaled even human paragons.


    There were even rumors suggesting that a connection between the creatures here and the demon n on Thundlight several miles away.


    Severin found it surprising that the location of the spiritual me was linked to evil practitioners. Such practitioners no longer existed in Southsky ever since the great war ten thousand years ago.