"Uncle Noah, please grant me the True Blood!"
"You are not qualified!"
Noah looked down at the young man kneeling below him, exuding a slight aura of despair, and with just one glance, gave his assessment without mercy.
"Why am I not qualified?"
Theodore shouted, somewhat emotionally distressed,
"I've already mastered two types of Extreme Intent; I have clearly met the requirements to fuse the True Blood."
"But you have only mastered the Extreme Intent of Qi and the Power Extreme Intent. Hmm, you're quite lucky, actually, having had the chance to strengthen your physique to this extent, but that's still not enough. You have not mastered the Skill's Extreme Intent."
Noah saw through the young man in front of him at once. Without a doubt, Theodore, who had mastered two types of Extreme Intent, was one in a million among the various races, and this base of millions was comprised of Transcendents, not the ordinary.
