Inside the mayor's mansion, a fair-skinned young man sat in silence as he sipped some spiritual tea. The young man was Thorold, and he was surrounded by seven or eight of his family's elders. Thorold exuded a thunderous aura despite his youthful appearance, and the elders around those elders were that of a level seven or level eight royal saint.Having joined the first-tier Deifirm Sect in Southsky a few years ago, Thorold started as an outer disciple. He later put in a tremendous amount of effort and became a level nine royal saint, after which he was allowed to become an inner disciple of the sect. His combat prowess was formidable, making him a force to be reckoned with even by level one supreme saint.His return to Nontwo City was aimed at helping the Gahrrs secure some benefits, and in turn, he could bring some of the Gahrrs' elders to the sect and have them serve as his attendants. Thorold came back and learned about the existence of a formidable individual named Severin who ha
The visitor was a level nine royal saint. He was a gray-haired old man clad in green, and his arms were reminiscent of withered tree branches. As soon as he showed up above the Chorteaus' estate, he skipped any formal introduction and called out to Severin by name."Where is Severin? Tell him to come out here right this instant!" The contempt and arrogance in the man's expression led Severin to feel a sense of disgust. It was clear that the person was either from the Gahrrs or the Lischalts. He arrived hot on the heels of Kiyu's departure, and it was quite obvious that he came with ill intentions.Severin sneered as an illusory sun appeared in his eyes. The strange light emanating from his pupils seemed to be laden with a terrifying power. His spiritual energy began to surge as he rose from the ground and advanced swiftly toward the gray-haired old man.Severin sneered. "Who are you?"The gray-haired old man might be a level nine royal saint, but a strong feeling of intimidation an
The gray-haired old man could only gaze at Severin in shock from several dozen feet away. His body was trembling, and his cheeks had swollen as blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth. He wiped away the blood and shot Severin an ugly expression, for the latter's refusal had ignited a burning anger within him.Despite his rage, he could not ignore the reality that he was unable to withstand even a single blow from Severin, despite both of them being level nine royal saints. The overwhelming aura that Severin exuded was like a mountain that left him suffocated.As the Gahrrs' great elder, he had followed Thorold to the Deifirm Sect and thus possessed a broader perspective on the world. He acknowledged the abundant existence of prodigies and thus had no lofty dreams in pursuit of such excellence. The brief exchange had given him a taste of Severin's strength—it had likely surpassed many ordinary royal saints, and might even be capable of holding his own against several supreme sa
It was therefore unsurprising that the Gahrrs would send their people over to cause trouble. Felipe, Wuhlricht, and Diane finally grasped why Severin had refused. Diane seemed particularly concerned over it as she asked, "Won't the Gahrrs target you tomorrow after you refused their offer?"Severin grinned in response and caressed Diane's worried face. He reassured her in a gentle voice, "It'll be fine. The Gahrrs are just a bunch of clowns to me! Let them face me in the arena tomorrow if they think they have what it takes. Why would they offer me two places if they aren't afraid of me? It's all because I defeated three of the Walpens' level nine royal saints!" He finished off with a sarcastic remark.Sheila nodded. "Yeah! But we shouldn't underestimate them though. They are likely to be very formidable as inner disciples of the Deifirm Sect and Purevoid Sect. We must remain cautious.""Yes," Gilda concurred. "That goes without saying."Severin shook his head helplessly as he listen
Meanwhile, Thorold engaged in a pleasant conversation with Kiyu. Though the former was from the Deifirm Sect and the latter, the Grandiuno Sect, they shared a close association as leaders of Southsky.Thorold expressed his gratitude for the advice Kiyu gave prior. "Thank you for your guidance, mayor. I am very grateful that you—""Mister Thorold!" came a voice, interrupting Thorold's sentence. "Severin has gone too far! I asked him to come and meet you, but he refused and said that you were not worth his time. He even threatened me and hurt me!"Everyone was shocked to hear that, especially Thorold's followers. They were surprised that Severin had rejected Thorold's invitation and went so far as to harm their elder.The Gahrrs' elders, who always believed themselves to be infallible, were outraged at the intolerable acts."This is ridiculous! Allow me to drag Severin here and apologize to you!""He must think too highly of himself if he could make such remarks about you!""Death
Severin observed the crowd silently, noting that there were few level nine royal saints. Of course, there was every possibility that some had deliberately concealed their attainment. As a result, Severin decided it would be best not to underestimate anyone. As he scanned the surroundings, he suddenly sensed a somewhat murderous gaze landing upon him. Being a level nine royal saint, Severin's perception of the external world was so acute that he immediately identified the source.Not far from the Chorteaus' waiting area stood a young man in a black robe. The young man was surrounded by a group of people, and the onlookers gasped in awe when they recognized him."Isn't that Thorold Gahrr? He's an inner disciple of the Deifirm Sect! I didn't expect to see him return for the tournament!""Rumor has it that Thorold was born with the Thunderbolt Constitution! His ability to wield thunderbolt is second to none!""The Gahrrs seem to have put in their all to compete for a spot in the tourna
Severin looked at the bewildered Rourie and smiled. "I apologize for misleading you. We had our reasons for hiding out attainment, and I could assure you that we did not hide our attainment on purpose."During the past month, Rourie and his family had nothing but praise for Severin and his companions. They gave Severin's group treatment that far exceeded that of ordinary honorary elders. When Rourie finally came back to his senses, he took a deep breath and waved his hand. "I was caught off guard by what happened. I didn't expect all of you to be level nine royal saints..."With eleven esteemed level nine royal saints on their side, the Chorteaus were bound to secure at least a few places in the tournament regardless of whether or not they performed well. Rourie brimmed with excitement and hurriedly headed to the mayor's side to put their names in.Kiyu was left speechless when he learned that the Chorteaus had submitted eleven participants. He warned Rourie solemnly. "Are you not a
Severin's determination was firm as he withdrew his gaze and focused on the arena. Soon, two names were called, and the contestants entered the arena for their match. Severin observed silently in the crowd. The two participants were honorary elders recruited by second-tier families, and both were level nine royal saints. They engaged in an evenly matched battle, drawing cheers from many a spectator.The match did not interest Severin much, after all, the contestants' attainment was about par and somewhat inferior to Rvein and the Walpens.The duel concluded in about as long as it took for a candle to burn halfway, and the winner was soon declared. The second round then commenced, featuring an elder from the Gahrrs against one from the Lischalts.Severin decided to close his eyes, take a moment to rest, and wait patiently for the outcome. Half an hour later, the Gahrrs elder emerged victorious and secured a spot in the next round."Severin Feuillet." Severin's name was called at las