From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

The curator of the Sapphire Library was situated on a spiritual island within the third ring of the Spirit Realm.

The elder’s blue robe shimmered with specks of stardust; he flew in mid-air with hands clasped behind his back, navigating through the many figures, while the feather pen and black leather book floating beside him silently recorded everything that occurred.

For several years, he had been immersed in the Spirit Realm, continually exploring and experimenting, even going as far as “dying” several mental incarnations.

Each layer was like an immense labyrinth, only by finding and passing through the corresponding Spiritual Gateways could one’s consciousness enter the next layer.

The curator had attempted to draw maps, only to find that the spiritual islands and Spiritual Gateways often changed without apparent pattern, or perhaps the pattern had yet to be discovered.

During his travels in the Spirit Realm, he occasionally made some discoveries, obtaining peculiar knowledge and items, becoming increasingly aware of how terrifying the existence of the Spirit Realm was, which undoubtedly would bring unimaginable colossal changes to the Ouden Continent and even the Claud World.

The curator would often see black crosses of light appear in the sky, and that atmosphere, as if it could lead the world toward its end, was always chilling to the bone, making it feel as if the entire Spirit Realm might collapse at any moment.

“Fortunately, although It frequently hangs high in the sky, It has never truly done anything.”

Over time, the curator started to regard the entity as the Spirit Realm’s equivalent of a “sun” or “moon,” completely disregarding it.

He knew that over the past decade, many ancient secret cults, ancient libraries, mysterious academies, churches, and the Extraordinary nobility – even “True Names” hidden in history and Untouchable – had been attempting and exploring the Spirit Realm, with many paying a heavy price for it.

Yet people were still incredibly greedy, unwilling to forsake the opportunity to enter the Spirit Realm because of the allure of unprecedented power.

The curator calmly extended his right hand, upon which a blue creature resembling a miniature baby crawled across his aged hand’s back, its tiny features were quite unsettling. It was a mysterious existence unique to the Spirit Realm and was the old man’s most important find during his ten years of roaming the Spirit Realm.

“This little thing can devour and store the souls of the deceased, which is truly fascinating. Besides imprisoning the souls of enemies, it clearly has many other uses.”

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Nasir Town.

Although the Fischer family had not been established for a long time, it was already considered the “nobility that was not nobility” and “the most prestigious family in Nasir Town.”

Even the town chief sent by the Hovern family was quite amiable with the Fischer family, maintaining an almost harmonious and balanced relationship.

Irene hired a group of skilled individuals to collectively teach the children at the orphanage.

In an era where apprenticeship was still the norm, collective teaching was not popular in towns, but motivated by money, the teachers had no objections.

Byrne often observed the children’s learning process and suddenly had an idea.

He knew there was an academy in Fein City that taught various knowledge to noble students, and many people in the towns didn’t even understand the concept of an academy.

The thought of possibly establishing an academy in Fein City to teach more people knowledge felt like a fantastic idea, even if he just thought about it.

Moreover, those orphans who wanted to learn more advanced knowledge couldn’t merely rely on the townsfolk.

It wasn’t just for the family; he truly wanted more people to learn and become curious about the world.

However, the idea of starting an academy in Nasir was still too grand, and for now, Byrne could only think about it since neither his finances nor other resources allowed it.

Recently, Byrne hadn’t been continuously burrowing into the workshop but instead spent more time with Darren and Margaret, lest they grew increasingly “distant” from him.

Darren was completely a happy little chub, always running around looking for food, the most carefree darling of the family. Byrne even doubted whether he would be able to support the Fischer family when he grew up.

During this time, he had been studying how to advance to the 3rd Rank of Consecution power.

According to the hints given by the Lord of the Lost, one must complete a ritual that aligned with the characteristics of “mystery” and “knowledge” to ascend to the 3rd Rank, but exactly how to accomplish that was utterly unknown.

The successors could simply follow the trajectory set by their predecessors, but Byrne, as a pioneer, had to overcome a tremendously difficult barrier.

“It is not that you can do anything to complete the ritual, you must be able to fully mobilize the spirituality within your body until it boils over.”

Spirituality, Byrne thought, was like invisible water.

In the Spirit Realm, it appears as light blue light spots. Although invisible and intangible in the real world, there was no doubt that it was a material that truly existed.

And to get spirituality to boil, one must use specific actions and methods, constantly guiding it. As a pioneer, Byrne had no other choice but to try out things related to “mystery” and “knowledge” one by one.

When Byrne browsed through books at home, he would ponder deeply in his heart.

“Although I can only find the way to the next level by a process of trial and error, if I can find it, it will be much easier for those who come after to walk this path.”

“I just don’t know who else will set foot on the God Pantheon stairway on the ‘Path of Knowledge’ in the future.”

After completing the Lost Ritual, Grandma Narda obtained mysterious powers through the Magic Potion. Her zeal was so overwhelming that even Byrne and Irene were astonished.

Without hesitation, she took out fifty Gold Coins and contributed them to the Fischer family, almost all of the old lady’s savings.

Afterward, Grandma Narda also forced her sons to learn about religious knowledge, but she wasn’t making them worship the Gods. Instead, she was always questioning the actions of the Six Great True Gods Churches in history.

She did not dare reveal anything about the Lord of the Lost to her sons without Irene’s permission.

Understanding the rules and doctrines was a great quality, and Irene was very pleased with it.

Byrne and Irene both understood something, Grandma Narda was paving the way for her sons, hoping they too could join Dawn and under the great glory of the Lord of the Lost, become Extraordinary Exponents.

She had not thought of pulling her sons into Dawn before, but after genuinely obtaining extraordinary power, the old woman’s thoughts were completely transformed.

Such a great opportunity, even if accompanied by great risks, was still a coveted thing!

Whether to allow new followers to join Dawn was a decision that required the agreement of Irene, Byrne, and Chris, with the most important authority lying in Irene’s hands.

She decided to take the opportunity to “test” some people in Nasir Town, and those who passed the “test” would face further “trials.”

The people Irene needed to “test” were not just Grandma Narda’s sons but also other certain individuals in town, such as sea merchant John whom she had worked with for many years, even Old Ramon’s son Hugh.

After many years of interaction, she could vaguely sense who harbored no faith in the True Gods deep inside.

That night, lying in bed, Margaret suddenly pushed away her husband who was getting close.

Byrne was immediately confused, and thinking about certain physiological timings, he felt tonight should be alright.

“Byrne, I want to tell you something,” Margaret hesitated to speak.

“What is it?”

Byrne was puzzled, suddenly feeling his wife’s expression became somewhat subtle.

After a moment of contemplation, Margaret finally smiled and said:

“I think I’m pregnant again.”

Byrne was taken aback for a moment, then was elated. The fertility of any Extraordinary was a significant concern, and after many years, they finally had a second success!

Ordinary people could have many children if they sowed widely, but the group of Extraordinaries was very special.

Not only was childbirth extremely difficult for Extraordinaries, but there was also a limit to the number of children they could bear. Once a certain number was exceeded, it was no longer possible to bring forth new offspring.

“That’s fantastic! Margaret, really, you’ve worked so hard!”

He held his laughing wife tightly in his arms, both of them very happy, and they hardly slept that night, talking for a long time in a rarity for the couple.