On the other hand, Severin’s uncanny knack for trouble infuriated him tremendously. In just a year since entry into the sect, Severin had managed to kill several geniuses, including his fellow disciple, Riley. Were it not for Oskar’s unwavering support, Severin would have met an untimely demise following those killings.


    After venting his frustration, Oskar regainedposure and spoke with a measured calmness, “The Treasure Pavilion does have a superior-quality defensive spiritual treasure, but the sect cannot simply bestow it upon you.” Following a brief pause in Oskar’s tone, he took a few contemtive breaths and continued, “You are the elder of the Alchemy Hall, but all you’ve did was deliver a single lecture. Not once did you fulfill your responsibilities in producing pills! The least you could do to earn the spiritual treasure is to refine several batches of seventh-grade Breakthrough Pills.”


    Severin breathed a sigh of relief. Crafting seventh-grade Breakthrough Pills might be a little challenging, but it was well within his current capabilities. The prospect of obtaining a defensive spiritual treasure in exchange for his time and effort to produce the pills was more than worthwhile.


    Severin promptly agreed. “No problem! It’s just seventh-grade Breakthrough Pills, right? I’ll have it all done within two days.”


    Since his rise to seventh-grade intermediate alchemist, Severin’s alchemical prowess had improved significantly, boasting a sess rate of no less than 70 percent when crafting seventh-grade medium-rank pills. The seventh-grade Breakthrough Pill was a little tricky to crat, but Severin was familiar with it because he had just recently prepared a batch.This is from N?velDrama.Org.


    Seeing as Severin had agreed, Oskar set down his teacup gently and rose from his seat. “Come with me to the Treasure Pavilion.” With a pause for effect, he nced at Severin and said, “As it happens, there is an Icicle me in the Treasure Pavilion.”


    “Icicle me?” Severin was momentarily taken aback.


    The Icicle me ranked 18 on the Spiritual Fire list, and it originated from Northsea’s depths. Known for the paradoxical extreme cold and extreme heat.


    The properties from its extreme cold could freeze one’s primal spirit, transform one’s attainment, suspend one’s lifespan, and halt time. Meanwhile, the extreme heat’s properties could burn one’s primal spirit from the foot up to the center of the brain, while inducing fiery destruction of one’s internal organs and limbs.


    Severin did not expect the sect to have such a high-ranking spiritual fire and joyfully tagged behind Oskar after regaining hisposure.


    Oskar seemed to be aware that Severin’s attainment of the Lotus Divine Attack required absorbing the spiritual fire of heaven and earth to progress.


    The pair departed from Pearl Light Isle and headed directly for the First Mountain. Momentster, a floating ind emerged within Severin’s line of sight.


    Severin had been to that ind before. It was where he first received the Scarletsky Sword upon joining the sect. An ancient – looking, five-story pavilion adorned with carvings of dragons and phoenixes stood tall on the ind.


    When they arrived, they were met by an elder who guarded the Treasure Pavilion. “Greetings, Sect Leader,” the elder bowed respectfully.


    Oskar waved his hand and channeled an invisible force to help thetter up. “At ease.”


    The duo proceeded into the pavilion. When they reached the top floor, Severin marveled at the multitude of radiant treasures, and his keen eyes were drawn to a green shield hanging on the wall. It was a high-grade spiritual treasure emitting a majestic aura, and it was intricately carved with patterns depicting mountains, rivers, seas, and wild beasts.