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Chapter 132: Chapter 126: The Allure of the Distance! (Vote for Monthly Tickets)
рlease,reading On ΒΟXΝOVEL.ϹʘM“Bizarre Flower” is a type of red-green flower closely resembling the typical “Luxury Flower” in appearance, but it softly speaks the name of anyone who touches it, belonging to the category of “bizarre plantlife” among mysterious creatures.
During transactions, it is deliberately placed inside a bottle to prevent both parties from revealing their true identities when they touch it.
“Eye Fiend Spirit Brain” and “Eye Demon Skin” are extraordinary materials produced from the mysterious creature known as “Otherworldly Life-Eye Demon.”
However, compared to the Eye Demon's skin, the thumb-sized, deep purple spirit brain is the most valuable part of it, with each powerful Eye Demon only producing a small piece of it.
“Shadow Sea Stone” is also a peculiar type of extraordinary material, found only in the Spectral Sea and the Aphotic Sea.
When placed in sunlight, it gradually becomes transparent and disappears, but when taken back into the shadows, it turns into a black stone again, and the sound of waves continually arises around it.
As for the technology to store sunlight, Byrne had acquired it as well; he looked at the alchemy recipe described on the paper and silently nodded his head.
It wasn't exactly a complex technology, but no one had ever thought about it before, and many breakthroughs in alchemy happen this way.
The young “Moon River Stone” once again brought news about the Rhea People.
“The Rhea People's civil war will fully erupt this year. The conflict between the 'Adranus' Meyer family and the Rhea Royal Family's 'Fog Wayfarer' Abexina clan has reached the point of no return.”
“Years ago, the two families ceased hostilities due to the mediation of the World Order Church and the Salvation Church, without wiping each other out entirely. Now it seems that was merely postponing the inevitable full-scale outbreak of the conflict.”
Good news!
Upon hearing this, Byrne couldn't help but feel joy inside. He actually didn't wish for the Rhea People and the Cyart people to go to war again.
Because the East Coast Province is a natural frontline, regardless of who ultimately wins or loses the war, this place is likely to become scorched earth.
The Meyers battling the Rhea Royal Family to the point of collapse would be the ideal scenario for the Fischer family, with the Rhea People weakened to the point where they could no longer threaten the Cyart people!
At this moment, the “Spirit Essence” lady, who had been silent during the last meeting and hadn't spoken in the current one, finally spoke up.
“I want all the purple-red stones you people have; I'm willing to trade for them with things you need.”
Her voice was ethereal and hollow, and besides that, there was even a strong sense of emptiness that involuntarily made Byrne frown. “Spirit Essence” seemed like an emotionless hollow doll rather than a living person.
Could it be that this “Spirit Essence” lady is truly a doll?
He pondered silently; what on earth did she want the purple-red stones for?
“Solar Gold” shook his head and said, “You want it, Spirit Essence? I'm sorry, but I've already used up last time's portion. I don't have any extra purple-red stones.”
“However, if the alchemical product provided by this meeting's chairman is again that kind of purple-red stone, I might consider selling it to you.”
The usually quiet Viscount Bast suddenly spoke up as if he couldn't help but remark:
“It's rare, indeed. For nine whole years, this is the first time I've heard the mysterious 'Spirit Essence' lady speak. One doesn't get many nine-year periods in a lifetime.”
“Star Metal” also nodded, speaking with a voice that seemed like a mature woman's:
“Dragon Crystal, I am the same as you; this is the first time in nine years that I've heard her speak.”
“Time Stasis Stone” sighed and said, “Actually, nine years is not that long. It's the endless expanse of time that is truly terrifying.”
“Solar Gold” looked at the chairman and asked respectfully, “With that in mind, may I ask ahead of time, what kind of alchemical creation would you like to give us this time?”
However, the chairman just slowly shook his head and said indifferently, “I haven't created anything new, and there is no need for you to test anything for me this time.”
Everyone at the meeting was taken aback, except for Byrne; they all knew the chairman's execution ability was strong, and he had always been able to present a batch of wondrous alchemical creations to everyone every three years.
The chairman failing to present a new alchemical creation this time might indicate he's encountered trouble, rather than being negligent.
Byrne quickly considered another possibility: The chairman was investing a vast amount of energy and time in preparing to create a groundbreaking alchemical creation that would take far more than three years to construct!
He felt a chill rise from deep within, unable to suppress the fear in his heart.
The purple-red stones contained so many shattered souls; every stone's creation signified the death of countless people. And if the chairman decided to create an even more powerful alchemical creation, what kind of disaster would that inflict?
Byrne shivered, feeling a deep revulsion within and a strong dissatisfaction with the chairman's willingness to slaughter extensively in the name of researching alchemy.
A majority of the members of the Alchemy Council traded with “Spirit Essence,” but after much contemplation, Byrne decided to keep the purple-red stones for himself.
He felt that they could have unexpected uses.
After all the transactions had concluded, the chairman nodded gently and continued:
“The object I have been searching for, a diamond-shaped fragment that continuously emits sunlight, I've looked for it, and it's not within the Sea God Cult.”
“Everyone, continue to keep an eye out in your respective countries.”
He waved his hand lightly, and each person gradually vanished like flowing sand.
“That's all for this time, dismissed.”
After the other members of the Alchemy Council vanished into thin air, the president who remained seated fell into a long silence before muttering to himself:
“Hmm, before the next meeting, I shall have crafted the true 'Stone of Truth'.”
“The preparatory conditions this time are definitely sufficient.”
Following the conclusion of the Alchemy Council meeting, Byrne returned to the manor of Viscount Bast, just in time to see Viscount Bast removing his mask.
The man in his sixties suddenly spoke.
“Prepare yourself, Byrne Fischer.”
Prepare? Byrne was taken aback, unsure of what it meant.
“The Tempest Church and the governor have already come to an agreement; the final operations against the Sea God Cult are about to start.”
Viscount Bast paused briefly, then calmly continued:
“And that old coot, Earl Hovern, our esteemed East Coast Governor, has specifically requested that the Fischer family participate on the front lines. Yours is the only noble family on the East Coast that has yet to join the battle. There are no more excuses to be made.”
The front lines!
Byrne became tense instantly. For years, under the protection of the Lion clan, the Fischer family had always managed logistics in the rear. And now, they had no choice but to serve on the front lines.
Although the annihilation war had reached a victorious stage with little chance of mishap, war meant death, and the Fischer family had to treat this as a significant test. They absolutely could not be careless or complacent.
Byrne immediately bowed deeply, saying sincerely, “Thank you for the warning, Lord Viscount Bast. The Fischer family will always remember your kindness!”
Even though he knew his relationship with Viscount Bast was one of mutual exploitation, he couldn't help feeling grateful to him.
If not for the protection of the Lion clan, the Fischer family could have been sent to the front lines at the beginning of the war, uncertain of how many would have died.
Viscount Bast did not reply, instead, he calmly picked up a cup of tea, sipped slowly, and remarked casually:
“You've sold quite a bit of Spirit Realm knowledge to that 'Solar Gold' person again, haven't you? The same as last time, all obtained from the Sea God followers, right?”
Byrne, well-prepared, immediately recorded the Spirit Realm knowledge he had just sold to “Solar Gold” and respectfully presented it to Viscount Bast.
“The Sea God Cult has already conducted considerable research on the Spirit Realm. This time, the knowledge I traded relates to the gates of the Spirit Realm; beyond that, there is nothing new.”
He had come to realize something important: that from now on, he could not trade Spirit Realm knowledge carelessly in the Alchemy Council.
Selling basic Spirit Realm knowledge twice might still be considered normal, but if he started to sell more, especially more secretive and rare knowledge of the Spirit Realm, it would definitely arouse Viscount Bast's suspicion.
Viscount Bast took the paper and examined it for a while, then suddenly said, “Hmm, from now on, any information related to the Spirit Realm that you come across, you are to give it all to me, understand?”
“I understand.”
Byrne nodded lightly, sensing that Viscount Bast too harbored a desire for the powers contained within the Spirit Realm.
He suddenly asked, “By the way, do you know what the piece that the president is seeking actually is?”
Viscount Bast shook his head, slowly saying:
“I'm not sure, I just know that the item is probably of utmost importance to the president. For the sake of obtaining it, he would turn Cyart upside down without hesitation.”
In the cellar of Fischer Manor, Karl suddenly felt an extremely strong pull coming from a transparent bottle.
A remarkably seductive sensation, entirely different from the allure of a Mysterious rare artifact, it was clearer, more animated, and intoxicatingly mesmerizing.
It was located somewhere underwater off the coast of an island to the east!
Karl kept sensing, finally pinpointing the location of the object!
It was not a “food” imbued with Spiritual Power but something else entirely, akin to how flowers attract certain creatures to gaze and pluck, this entity, miles away, was exuding a strong allure, compelling Karl to possess it.
What exactly was that object?
Instinctively desiring to obtain it, it made him restless and uneasy; it must be something quite intriguing.
Karl couldn't resist sending mental signals to every favored member and Blood Receiver, conveying the precise location of that eastern island.
The thoughts transformed into divine edicts, resounding within the minds of every Dawn believer, and at the same time, they all became aware of the location of a small island atop the White Sea.
[In the domain of the Blazing Sun, at the ocean's abyss, seek out the Miracle, offer it unto me.]
Chapter end
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