Life After Prison

Chapter 1904
Even though the old wacko had visited the Bleurealm and left certain knowledge behind, it would be a Herculean task for Severin
to explore such an expansive territory. Severin decided to set that aside for now and turn his attention to practicing the
Grandiuno Treasured Notes,
Two months passed in a flash. Severin emerged from his room with eyes glowing formidably like lightning. As he stood up, a
crackling sound resonated throughout his body, and his lean form was now
adorned with prominent muscles.
Surrounded by an abundance of spiritual energy, each breath that Severin let out resembled arrows that shot into the green brick
floor in front of him. The Grandiuno Treasured Notes‘ influence surged through his body, causing his cells to undergo a change
that enhanced even the texture of his skin to a divine
quality.
His skin was delicately silky, and his body emitted a fragrance reminiscent of the immortals spoken of in
legends.
After conducting a mental assessment of his physical state, Severin was pleased with the outcome and
breathed a sigh of relief. The two–month seclusion was worth it. His physical strength had become
comparable to a wild beast, and the vigor in his blood had almost rivaled that of a dragon.
The ability of a Supreme saint to transcend levels was largely dependent on factors such as the number of meridians opened,
the constitution, skill proficiency, and spiritual treasure quality. With over a hundred.
meridians opened, a Chaotic Constitution, and the mid–rank Scarletsky Sword that Severin had familiarized himself with, he
believed that he could confidently confront a level six supreme saint.
After snapping out of his senses, Severin got up and declared, “I’ve been training for more than two
months now, so it’s time I come out of seclusion.”

As he stretched, his bones produced a crackling sound.
He opened the door and entered the courtyard enveloped by Pearl Light Isle’s spirit–gathering array.
Clouds and mist abounded, and the abundant spiritual energy had condensed to the point where the air
was saturated with it.
The thick fog created a fairyland–like appearance, made all the more beautiful by the sun’s rays. Any supreme saint who stood
there could feel a sense of clarity in their heart and lungs, all purified by the rich spiritual energy. If ordinary people lived there,
they would be free from illnesses and remain in good
health all the time..
Severin was still admiring the island’s scenery when Wuhlricht asked, “Have you ended your seclusion?”
Wuhlricht, dressed in a plain cyan training uniform, sat under a large tree in the courtyard while playing chess with Felipe.
Severin observed their leisurely demeanor and commented, “You seem to have a lot of time on your hands. Don’t you need to
train?”
Severin had already gleaned some understanding of what was going on outside while he was training. The Pearl Light Isle token
that Oskar provided allowed him to have a general sense of the island. Over the past two months of his seclusion, Wuhlricht and
the others were initially teeming with excitement. Once that waned, Diane and the girls went to seclusion while Wuhlricht and his
group either disappeared for prolonged periods or played chess.