They harbored unspeakable desires for something to transpire between Alexander and another individual. Yet, Alexander's innate aptitude was dismal, possessing the lowest-tier spiritual potential among the lowest-grade.
Scraping by the initiation requirements, despite the supplements provided by these flatterers, after a year since joining, he barely ascended to the third level of Novice Adept mastery. Others starting from the same point would have achieved at least five levels of Novice Adept mastery.
As Ken Westfield, the revered figure in the outer circle, he couldn't tolerate such a formidable presence within that realm. Simply encountering a junior brother at the peak of Novice Adept mastery resulted in the predecessor's demise.
Only then did Alexander gain the chance to traverse.
In the outer circle, demise was commonplace; it hardly stirred attention. The term "outer" in "outer circle" encapsulated this notion – outsiders remained outside.
Moreover, this entangled the Supreme Mentor's son. Even if someone were aware of the truth, who would advocate for a departed soul like Alexander?
This issue would naturally be hushed.
Alexander's gaze fixated upon the 'Transmutation' icon on the screen.
"Transmutation!"
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