Chapter 582: Miraculous Resurrection

Storm Queen felt embarrassed, rose and nodded to Anxiwodasi, instantly turning into a breeze that flew out the window and vanished on the horizon.

"Anxiwodasi, I'm returning to Longshande as well."

The Silver Star Duke struck a victorious pose, a smug grin on his face, opened a portal and stepped through.

When the sister pair left, the hall atop the tower fell silent at once. Prophet Medif complained, "They never give anyone a break; they argue every time we meet. Anxiwodasi, you have the patience to mediate for them; if it were me, I'd have given up long ago."

Anxiwodasi shook his head and sighed.

Sabbath Dean asked curiously, "Are these two really sisters?"

"Could they be fake?" Medif gave a wry smile, "Since they joined the Supreme Council and stood on my and Anxiwodasi's side, they've been quarrelling for centuries. And Heisitefu's wife Leila, also their sister, is no pushover either; she has a good chance of Holy Soul Ascension as a Wizard, which would be a burden for us."

Even though Lei En had long suspected, hearing the prophet confirm it still surprised him greatly.

The probability of an ordinary person becoming a Wizard is less than one in ten thousand; all three sisters have a chance of Holy Soul Ascension as Wizards, which cannot be accidental—it must be due to lineage.

"Prophet, what is their background?" Lei En couldn't help asking.

"I don't know either," Medif shook his head. "In fact, the Empire's upper echelons of Wizards are speculating that they might be…" He pointed to the sky, "…the daughter of that one. Apart from Him, who could produce such outstanding Wizard talent?"

The "that one" mentioned by the Prophet clearly referred to the God of Magic.

Lei En and Sabbath Dean looked at each other in horror.

The God of Magic's daughter—that is a divine offspring!

No wonder the three sisters are so extraordinary, combining beauty and talent, continuously achieving Holy Soul Ascension for centuries, and all are Chosen Ones of the goddess!

Lei En felt a sudden realization.

Deities can also propagate offspring; the most common method is to possess a follower, even without intercourse, becoming pregnant and birthing a child. The newborn is nourished by divinity, its soul powerful; if the deity is generous enough to expend divine power to lift the Blood Soul Curse, their talent far exceeds that of ordinary people.

With the deity's blessing, they start ahead on the starting line.

From the situation of the Silver Star Duke's three sisters, they appear to be children born when the God of Magic possessed mortals—born as the deity's favorites, so Holy Soul Ascension is natural.

"Goddess…"

Sabbath Dean, suddenly hearing the secret, couldn't help asking, "Prophet, what purpose did He have in birthing the three sisters?"

"I don't know," Prophet Medif spread his hands, "but as far as I know, they are not three sisters but seven."

"Seven!" Lei En raised an eyebrow, "Who are the other four?"

If all seven sisters possessed talents like the Silver Star Duke and Storm Queen, they could not remain unknown.

Medif replied, "Hundreds of years ago, a cryptic song spread in the Empire's north, its origin unknown, its meaning obscure to ordinary people; it actually tells the story of the goddess and the seven sisters. You already know three of them; the other one you surely recognize—Ishina* Xierhande."

"North Wind Blade!"

Sabbath Dean exclaimed, "Ms. Ishina is also their sister!"

Lei En was also surprised; Ms. Ishina is renowned, one of the world's strongest adventurers, a Level 20+ Saint Rank Magic Swordsman, a true Sword Saint!

North Wind Blade is her title.

Because her sword is both swift and cold, enemies often fall before they can even see their opponent, their bodies sliced as if by a chilling wind, shattering into countless ice shards.

Besides her formidable swordsmanship, Ms. Ishina is also famed for her beauty.

She is just, enthusiastic, hates evil like a sworn enemy, and spends years adventuring worldwide; whenever she meets adventurers or mercenaries in trouble, she gladly offers help, earning many admirers. Her reputation is roughly equivalent to the great heroes of the past, a combination of might and beauty.

Throughout the Empire and New Continent, beautiful tales of encounters with North Wind Blade are told.

Indeed, even a divine offspring who is not a Wizard possesses great power; unsurprisingly, this North Wind Blade is also a Chosen One of the goddess.

Lei En asked, "What about the other three?"

"That question belongs to them; I don't know," Medif smiled, "The seven sisters' talents and appearances are all unique; if you meet them, their identities are easy to guess."

Lei En nodded.

The God of Magic birthing seven daughters at once must have an important purpose; I should not speculate further.

Satisfied, Sabbath Dean hurried back to the academy and took his leave.

The Prophet also teleported back to his tower.

In an instant, only Lei En and Anxiwodasi, the teacher‑student pair, remained in the hall.

"Lei En, this time you must punish Kaierston harshly; you were a bit too impulsive," Anxiwodasi said with concern, "He always holds grudges, is overly proud, looks down on everyone. When Augulevi Master was above us, we could endure; now that Augulevi Master is dead, no one can keep him in check."

"Teacher, I won't provoke him; he won't look kindly on me," Lei En replied calmly, "We are destined to be enemies, eventually standing on opposite sides."

"But your strength is still insufficient; opposing him so early is disadvantageous to you."

Lei En helplessly waved his hand, "I have no choice."

"Sigh…"

Anxiwodasi shook his head and sighed, knowing Lei En was also forced. If Lei En stayed silent and let Kaierston's proposal pass in the Supreme Council, the rightful control of Naiser Floating City would be granted, a massive blow to the Mo Du faction and other Holy Soul Wizards, with even graver consequences.

Lei En thwarted Kaierston's long‑term plan, preventing the Empire from falling under the opponent's control.

Yet Lei En himself must bear enormous risk.

The best solution is still to let Lei En eventually achieve Holy Soul Wizard status, gaining preliminary strength to oppose Kaierston.

"Are you still a Level 13 Wizard?" Anxiwodasi asked.

"Yes, teacher."

"Can it be faster?" Anxiwodasi couldn't help asking, even though he already knew Lei En's advancement speed was rapid—averaging one level per year, countless times faster than other legendary transcendants—but the situation was urgent, so he hoped it could be even quicker.

"It can," Lei En nodded confidently, "But I need suitable Magic Souls; as long as I have matching Legendary mid‑stage Magic Souls, I'm confident I can reach the Legendary Peak within a few years."

His answer left Anxiwodasi both surprised and delighted.

What was shocking was that Lei En could truly accelerate, even daring to claim he could reach the Legendary Peak in a few years—truly terrifying!

What was pleasing was that this meant Lei En might soon challenge the Holy Soul and enter the Supreme Council!

If Lei En successfully ascends, the Mo Du faction will have six members occupying half the council; recruiting just one more Holy Soul Wizard to reach seven would allow total control of the council, making them the de facto supreme rulers of the Empire.

Anxiwodasi's spirit revived, and he asked, "What type of Magic Soul do you need? How many? I will do everything to help you, and have Weizelan gather them, scout information, or hunt, purchase."

"Thank you, teacher!" Lei En hurriedly expressed gratitude.

The full assistance of the entire floating city would definitely be much faster than searching on my own.

"No need." Anxiwodasi waved his hand, "You are my student, and you have made so many contributions to Weizelan; helping you is also appropriate. Mutual help, jointly resisting external enemies, going further on the path of magic — this is the meaning of our founding Weizelan."

Lei En felt somewhat moved; after considering, the message his future self sent back indicated that at least one fusion count should be left for the "Spirit-absorbing Monster main brain," while the Legendary High-rank already had two.

He then said: "I need two Legendary Mid-stage magic souls and two Legendary High-rank magic souls, all primarily based on 'Strength,' at least level ten or above in 'Strength.' If they could also include the three supreme elements 'Lightning Form,' 'Void Resonance,' and 'Iron Body,' that would be best; I would also accept very unique and powerful magic souls."

Anxiwodasi was quite surprised upon hearing that.

Level-ten Strength, plus three supreme elements, is rare even among Legendary magic souls, not easy to find; it's just a matter of luck.

He couldn't help but glance at Lei En.

From these magic souls, it is clear that Lei En has chosen to continue developing as a "Melee Wizard" and will keep going down that path.

"Good." Anxiwodasi noted it silently, "I will immediately post the news in the floating city."

"Thank you, teacher."

Lei En thanked again, bade farewell to his teacher, and returned to Glamorgan Castle.

He entered the castle's teleportation hall, activated the teleportation array, and appeared in the mausoleum of the Residual Sun Plane. On the floor of the palace inside the pyramid lay a staff and a ring — this is the Arcane Torrent Staff Nebula Ring that Reslin left behind before swapping places with me.

The black magic robe that Reslin was wearing was also quite valuable.

However, at the time things were urgent, and there was no time to take it off.

Lei En waved his hand, and the Thunder God's Hammer flew out from the void into his hand. Aside from Reslin being killed, this battle incurred no further losses, and he also obtained a Blue Dragon Soul and the gratitude of Sabbath Dean.

He checked the interplanar teleportation array once over; only a few details remained unadjusted, but it did not affect usability.

It could be perfected with just a few more days of work.

"Let Reslin handle it." Lei En glanced at the phone interface; there were over 120 units of charge left, enough to revive an avatar.

He slit the blood vessel at the tip of his right finger, a large amount of blood gushed out, and, controlled by soul power, it hovered before him forming a ball of blood.

The blood volume quickly exceeded two thousand milliliters.

"That should be enough."

Lei En's face turned a bit pale as he let the wound heal.

Then he triggered the "Miraculous Rebirth" at the tip of a branch of the Mysterious Touch on the World Tree of Souls; a leaf lightly trembled, emitting a dazzling light, his head split with pain, as if a fragment of his soul had been cut off.

A beam of light containing vast information shot from his eye and entered the blood ball before him.

The large blood ball underwent a violent change, rapidly expanding; its crimson hue turned multicolored, the phone's charge drained completely, a large amount of soul power was drawn out and poured into the blood ball from afar. The soul power was consumed too quickly, making him feel panicked, so he hurriedly used the charge in his soul power pool to replenish.

In an instant, the charge in the soul power pool dropped by about half, falling below seventy units.

The blood ball had expanded to over one meter in diameter, its color turned black and white, the blood grew increasingly viscous, and occasional protrusions shaped like tentacles, along with the outlines of eyes, appeared on its surface, making it horrifying.

It seemed as if a brand-new Mysterious Touch was about to be born from within.

Lei En stepped back a few paces and waited.

After a moment, the blood ball had transformed into a semi-transparent mass of flesh, with writhing tentacles waving in the air, their bases mixed with merciless, cold eyeballs, emitting waves of vast pure mental power that burst outward in rings as mental shocks.

Elemental runes flashed one after another in the countless eyeballs.

This terrifying form lasted a few seconds; the tentacles contracted, the eyeballs retreated, as if composed of countless worms, the body gradually elongated up and down, transforming into a human physique — limbs, torso, skin, features, hair… gradually forming; within just a few minutes, a living human stood before him.

He had not a trace of blood on him, clean and fresh, with fair skin and a slightly slender build, appearing no different from an ordinary person.

Reslin has been revived!

(End of chapter)