Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 2503

The arrival of the four core disciples had caused an uproar in the plaza.

"The one walking in front is Francis. I heard that he has been attempting to achieve the level seven paragon ever since he returned from the Starry Sky Battlespace."

"The second was Kenny Foster, a top disciple under the Second Elder. He was well known for his talent in swordsmanship, and even the sect leader holds him in high regard."

"The one behind is Alan Turring. He cultivates the Warlord Constitution from the Grandiuno Scripture. He has an incredibly powerful physical body. Rumors said that he once killed a paragon-level dragon with his own hands!"

"And Leeya Westin is truly the top fairy of the Grandiuno Sacred Land. She has a noble temperament and is as beautiful as a lotus flower. It is said that she had excelled in alchemy and formations. One of the elders, Jason Brown speaks highly of her."

"We should be able to choose our saintman this year, right?"

The disciples were excited when they discussed the saintman of the Grandiuno Sacred Land.

Some disciples who returned from the Starry Sky Battlespace discussed softly, "Who knows? I heard that one disciple from the Grandiuno Sect had gained the immortal fate in the Starry Sky Battlespace, Severin might have a better shot at getting chosen as the saintman."

The news of Severin obtaining the immortal fate had spread all over the Bleurealm. Especially the incident where Gresham tried to get the True Immortal's Essence but ended up losing the opportunity to Severin.

The gap between Francis and them wasn't that big and they still could catch up. But a prodigy had suddenly appeared. How could they not feel threatened?

Severin had seen the expressions of the core disciples, and he waited quietly. He might have wanted to be the saintman previously, but after becoming a disciple of Adrian, he didn't care about such things anymore. After all, he already has what a saintman could have now.

Moreover, he had also moved into the secret realm of the Sect to cultivate. This was even more convenient and honorable than being the saintman. Even if the saintman would still have to call him master-granduncle. Therefore, Severin wasn't interested in the position of the saintman at all.

Just as he looked away, Francis seemed to sense something and looked up.