"What should we do?"
A group of Saints began whispering to each other. This Ritian International Culture and Martial Arts School wasn't as simple as they imagined. Just the Alchemy Technique alone put them far behind, especially with that cauldron that could refine elixirs, giving a whole new definition to the industry.
"How should I know what to do?"
"Don't forget the reason we came here! We're here to sanction them, not to sightsee!"
"Sanction? Ten thousand students, ten thousand Saint-level Warcrafts, almost half of the Holy Beasts on Stigma Continent are in their school. Who's going to sanction them, you or me?"
"Then what should we do? Just let them trample all over us?"
"It's not that bad!" someone said. "Currently, their Warcrafts are at most Level One Holy Beasts. Our academies can still gather a few Three Realm Saints and Peak Saints. Beneath peak power, numbers don't mean anything!"
