Life After Prison

“A fourth–grade medium–rank alchemist can produce pills capable of promoting a breakthrough in level five or even level six saints. We all know that saints of that level are incredibly important to the sect, so isn’t it obvious that our sect leader will place a lot of importance on an alchemist who can create such pills?” Marek smiled and continued, “I’m going to strike up a good relationship with him if I get the chance. I’d be a lucky man if he decides to give me one of his pills.”

“Yes, Marek is right. We must commit all these faces to memory. Since those three beauties are his wives and that young girl is his daughter, we would be outright idiots to offend them! We’d only be making our lives difficult in the future!”

The disciples finally understood how important it was to treat the newcomers with respect. They looked at Severin’s family with a newfound seriousness. Unbeknownst to Severin, he had become the focal point of recent discussions among the sect’s disciples. Since he was someone important to the sect leader and was also a fourth–grade medium–rank alchemist, his standing far outranked that of the elders. It would not come as a surprise if the elders all treated him with extra courtesy in the future.

Wuhlricht and headed swiftly toward the entrance of the Treasure

were getting uneasy. One disciple turned to a taller man and asked, “What do we do now, Rano? That guy is a fourth–grade alchemist, and he probably wasn’t lying when he said he was the disciple of our sect leader’s senior. Why else

equally troubled. “This is going to be troublesome. We made a huge blunder by turning him away when he arrived at the sect yesterday. We didn’t believe him and even turned him away. What should we do now?

frowned and stated, “What other option do we have except to apologize? It’s not that big an issue if he won’t forgive us,

“Damn it! This is all his fault. He was supposed to be the one on patrol yesterday, but he told me he was busy and needed to

is? And the worst