From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Only after August had finally departed did Byrne let out a long breath.

The aura of that Monarch powerful expert was not deliberately concealed and always exerted an unavoidable pressure on him; he felt like a small animal being watched by a giant beast, at any moment ready to be devoured.

Many Monarch powerful experts do not deliberately suppress their aura, nor do they intentionally unleash their imposing presence.

However, Byrne remembered that the Tempest Bishop from the East Coast Province, the Thunderous Monarch, would always actively suppress his aura in order not to affect the weaker ones.

"So, what is it that you wanted?"

After his uncle left, Zayne, who initially had a smiling face, finally restrained his joy, and a serious expression appeared in his eyes, as if August had given him a hard-to-accept proposal.

After a long silence, he gazed at Byrne calmly.

"Bishop Zayne, it\'s like this: my cousin Chris accidentally found a peculiar secret cultivation inheritance that can absorb the power of sinful people to Strengthen his own power of Bloodline."

A peculiar secret cultivation inheritance?

Zayne did not respond immediately after hearing this but quietly pondered.

There are all kinds of cultivation inheritances in the world, and the higher the order of the cultivation inheritance, the stranger it is. Even though what Byrne said seemed bizarre, it was not beyond the realm of possibility.

"So, what do you mean by coming to me?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at Byrne.

Byrne revealed a slight smile and calmly said:

"I am simply looking to conduct a trade, Your Excellency. This cathedral imprisons many sinful Extraordinary Exponents, even powerful experts of the Transmutation Level."

"The Fischer family needs the lives of several Transmutation Level experts to make Chris even stronger."

"Hahaha!"

Upon hearing this, Zayne could not help but laugh coldly, closing his eyes and shaking his head as he spoke:

"Byrne Fischer, you certainly are a very bold fellow; do you realize that is a request that goes against the rules of the Tempest Church?"

"I\'m merely an Acting Bishop; how can I privately let you execute the criminals caught by the Church?"

After contemplating for a long time, Byrne calmly said: "I am willing to offer a brand-new technology to the vast Tempest Overlord, which can store sunlight better. You know, selling sunlight to the Aphotic Sea is a very profitable business."

"The people of the Aphotic Sea, punished by god, can\'t leave the darkness of their world for life; they can only rely on the sunlight trafficked from the mainland."

"If you could possess this peculiar technology for storing sunlight, the vast Tempest Overlord would also control more resources, as a devout testament."

"A brand-new technology for storing sunlight?"

Zayne frowned slightly, nodded, and said, "Keep talking."

The "Solar Gold" trade on the Aphotic Sea has long been famous.

He certainly knew how profitable the sunlight business was; all the nobles of the Aphotic Sea coveted sunlight, drawn to it as a moth to a flame, loving it from the depths of their hearts.

"This new technology for bottling actual sunlight is much simpler and cheaper compared to the complicated, high-cost production of Solar Gold; it could completely replace \'Solar Gold\' once widespread."

"It could even allow ordinary people on the Aphotic Sea to afford sunlight! That would be an unprecedentedly huge market!"

Byrne spoke about the bright prospects with a smile, knowing the trade of sunlight was far too grand for the small Fischer family to handle on its own.

The Aphotic Sea is one of the smaller seas among the Nine Seas, but it\'s still too vast; the population of its territory rivaled the entire country of Cyart.

Furthermore, if the Fischer family conducted this business alone, they would likely be noticed by people from the Alchemy Council, and his identity as "Mithril" would be basically exposed.

He had no trust in the people from the Alchemy Council.

If he partnered with Zayne in this venture, not only could he strengthen connections with key members of the major families, but he could also smoothly navigate many risks and eventually scale the business to a level that the Fischer family could not handle on their own.

After hesitating for a long time, Zayne narrowed his eyes and suddenly revealed a nonchalant smile, raising three fingers, asking:

"Three, would that be enough?"

Byrne clearly understood what the other party meant; Zayne was able to produce three Transmutation Level criminals, but neither he nor Chris knew for sure how many powerful sinners would be needed to fulfill the ritual\'s requirements.

He shook his head and spoke seriously, "Just three might not be enough; we would need at least four or even five!"

Zayne scoffed, "Greedy fellow, I will need you to offer more in return!"

"Fine!"

At a recent Alchemy Council meeting, Byrne had acquired some resources through trading – a high-order cultivation inheritance, as well as another violet-red stone.

He certainly couldn\'t exchange the violet-red stone, so he decided to offer the high-order cultivation inheritance he had traded from the "Moon River Stone."

"I wish to offer it."

It was an extremely unusual inheritance, appearing to be a scroll glowing with blue light, containing some fascinating text. Byrne dared not open it carelessly for fear that the wisdom and power contained within would tempt people.

"What is this?"

Zayne looked slightly stunned, his face showing a puzzled expression.

"It\'s a cultivation inheritance about the power of Bloodline related to the ocean, water, ice, and rivers. It also includes three types of battle skills, strong enough to support an Extraordinary Exponent to break through to the Monarch Level!"

Byrne took a deep breath and slowly finished speaking.

Zayne\'s eyes finally lit up. He hadn\'t inherited the Frosac family\'s most powerful "Wasteland Giant" bloodline; instead, he had the bloodline power of the high-level magic beast "Deep Sea Whale Shark."

While the family and Tempest Church had marine-related inheritances, such precious things were of course better in greater numbers. Furthermore, he had not yet decided which high-level inheritance to use to break through to the Monarch Level.

Regardless of which high-level inheritance was chosen for cultivation, one must break through the "gateway" to advance to Monarch; only the "gateway" to be breached varied depending on the high-level inheritance chosen.

Having reached the Metamorphosis Phase, they could only successfully enter the "palace" after storming the "gateway," eventually gaining a domain, and becoming true Extraordinary Monarchs!

"Alright, I agree! Five of them," Zayne nodded with furrowed brows.

"The Fischer family thanks you for your generosity!"

The deal was finally struck, Byrne let out a sigh of relief, then showed a sincere smile, his inner excitement almost impossible to contain!

How wonderful!

The Fischer family had finally seen the day come, with Chris on the brink of reaching the 4th Rank, becoming a truly powerful Extraordinary Exponent, even capable of contending with those important Viscounts!

"When that time comes, the entire situation facing the Fischer family will change."

The following afternoon.

The air in Fein City was very humid, with mist slowly starting to spread, a slight moisture gradually dispersing into the air.

Initially like an almost invisible veil, it then progressively thickened and permeated the entire space, with objects in the distance blurring into obscurity, losing their clear outlines.

In the great cathedral of the Tempest Church, Zayne personally led Byrne and Chris down to the damp and dim underground.

The underground, full of candlelight, had many rooms and guards in both light and shadow. Seeing Zayne, they would bow in greeting, their eyes filled with respect and admiration.

As they arrived at the place where the Extraordinary Exponents were detained, the surrounding environment grew darker still, and both Byrne and Chris could even hear the wails and screams of men and women under harsh torture.

Zayne held a candle with a poker face and brought them to a thick iron door, having already ordered the guards to leave in advance.

He looked coldly at Chris and Byrne and said,

"This is the first one, we\'d better be quick."

Zayne didn\'t use a key, but instead, transformed his arm into liquid to open the iron door, then ushered the silent Chris inside.

Chris nodded and entered a cell so dark it was almost lightless, quickly seeing a decrepit old man sitting in a corner, filthy and missing a leg.

The man started shouting when he saw Chris, saying, "Hahaha! You dogs of the Tempest Church, our Overlord will not spare you! Even your gods are nothing but food for our Overlords!"

Chris looked intently at the man and slowly asked, "Who is your master?"

The old man in the darkness stared at him coldly for a while, then suddenly chuckled, his voice crazily saying,

"So it is, you\'re not from the Tempest Church, and my words interest you very much, showing you have no faith in those cowardly so-called gods... My master is a truly powerful deity, the great otherworldly god of the Chaos Constellation that terrifies mortals!"

Chaos Constellation!

Chris immediately became alert, feeling a very strange eeriness deep inside.

He felt more and more that the old man he had encountered in the mines, supposedly by accident, had actually found him on purpose, then intended to use the power of the "Chaos Constellation" to transform him.

However, because he was under the protection of the great Lord of the Lost, he had not been truly transformed.

"Hehe, confused beast, you certainly want to know..."

The old man wanted to prattle on, his voice like a shadowy serpent, but suddenly, he was stabbed in the heart with a dagger shining with silver light, with blood pouring out rapidly.

Chris looked emotionlessly at the shaking old man as he fell.

The first one.

He could truly feel that the Spirituality deep in his soul was indeed starting to boil, and the intensity was very high, almost reaching the instant of advancing to the 3rd Rank!

Good.

"Next..."