Madfist was left dumbfounded by the goal Frank had set. “You need to take your pills, boy. You look like you’re possessed=”

“Indeed I am.” Frank grinned proudly. “My mentor had given me a recipe before, and he claimed that if I succeed in making it, I would rise beyond the Transcendent rank and become immortal. “That made me think-if such an option is available to us, what’s the harm in trying? Or perhaps you boys aren’t interested in rising beyond your human bonds?”

Everyone looked eager when they heard such stirring encouragement from Frank.

On the other hand, Madfist was silent, as he felt that Frank had really lost his mind today.

However, with such grand ambitions envisioned, even Madfist had to admit that he was interested.

“Well, we’re now Mystic Sky Guild, and we’ll become equals to the Southsea Four… No, we shall become one of the Southsea Five!”

“Yeah!!!”