Chapter 1242 Wilder
The hottest star of the tower quadrants blazed with vitality, spitting up currents of gold, red, and silver gas that arched across its surface, sending torrents of blistering heat toward the crowd of patiently waiting geniuses.
Aside from the group of Flaming Lily Sect, there were many others present. The most obvious groups contained the geniuses of the three remaining sects. The Golden Crow Sect, the Flame Rebirth Sect and the Fiery Lotus Sect.
In regards to the Flame Rebirth and Fiery Lotus Sects, many of them had their heads down as a depressing atmosphere circulated around them. They had managed to earn spots, but their numbers were the fewest even in comparison to out-of-quadrant geniuses, much to their embarrassment. However, this couldn't be helped. They had been completely unable to withstand the rage of the Flaming Lily Sect, resulting in their foundations taking a severe hit.
The Fiery Lotus Sect was led by the Gaia Clan geniuses and was only allowed three entries total. These young men of the Gaia family weren't the same group of inner disciples that attacked Madeleine. Instead, they were all peak celestials who had long since become core disciples. Because they were the backbone of the Gaia Clan, they were known as the Three Gaia Princes. First Prince Gaia, Second Prince Gaia, and Third Prince Gaia.
The Flame Rebirth Sect was even worse off. Because their ambitions toward Madeleine's flames were revealed by the Golden Crow Sect, they only received two entries. They were both women with the strongest traces of Vermillion blood of their generation. Of course, they were both peak celestials as well. As for their names, they were known as the Fire Bird Sisters despite having no real blood relation between them, Roselia and Zura.
The Golden Crow Sect, however, had a crowd of geniuses that numbered well over 20.
Their top ten inner disciples had experienced a slight reshuffle in the past three years. The sexy, scantily clad and flexible spear wielding Angelica Crow had climbed from the third to first rank. This wasn't only because her loss to Madeleine fueled her, but also because her two seniors had graduated to the ranks of core disciple.
These two seniors, the former second ranked, Meaghan Goldeen, and first ranked, Louis Goldeen, had seamlessly entered the celestial realm, solidifying their place among the core disciples, albeit the lower ranks.
This slight reshuffling brought the formerly 7th ranked Egan Goldeen to the 5th place. At the same time, Alexander Goldeen, the former 4th ranked, Zara Crow, the former 5th ranked, and Auguste Crow, the former 6th ranked, all shifted two places upward as well. Still, it was no surprise to anyone that the Goldeen and Crow families dominated the top ten leader boards.
However, during these events, the inner disciples were just backdrops. The best of them were only pseudo-celestials, while more were still peak saints. With even peak celestials entering the fold, how would they find a place for themselves? The true stars were the core disciples lead by God Goldeen himself!
At the very forefront of this group, God Goldeen stood. Christian Goldeen III was a name that had shaken the 4th ranked quadrant for a long time. It was he who took the mantle of God after they remained without one for so long. His talent made those around his seethe with jealousy, while his good looks and sweeping blond hair stole the hearts of many a maiden.
His golden hair shimmered with torrents of flames as his piercing red eyes somehow remained contradictorily calm at the same time. Although he wasn't too tall, his momentum made it seem as though he encompassed the entire world! This was the Presence only a God level character could create. Although his cultivation wasn't the most profound here, no one dared to look down on him! A God level character, as long as nothing unforeseen occurred, would hold the fate of the future in their hands!
A slight smile played God Goldeen's features as he lightly nodded toward the Flaming Lily Sect women before looking back toward the blazing star in the distance, a keen anticipation clear in his gaze.
Surrounding him, numerous peak celestials of the Golden Crow Sect stood. There were four of them, two of the Goldeen family and two of the Crow family. Each were proud in their own right, but they understood their task very well: Support Christian III and ensure that not even the slightest hair on his head was harmed. It was as simple as that.
Although the Crow and Goldeen Clans were separate and often competed, they shared a close bond. In addition, the laws of their ancestors strictly prohibited infighting. If even the slightest hint of descent was sensed by their Sect's fate, their ability to mobilize faith would take a massive hit. In the case that this happened, the Flaming Lily Sect would be able to take their place as rulers of the quadrant, something they couldn't allow.
So, the Crow Clan magnanimously took a step back. After Christian III passed away, or if they were lucky, transcended, they knew it would then be their Crow family's turn to select a key wielder. As such, they remained in a harmonious balance.
This aside, while the key players were of the four golden flame sects, there were other major players as well, players that even God Goldeen couldn't look down on because, in some cases, they surpassed him in status!
Aside from the four sects, there was another large group that had come, using their astounding capital to provide compensation even the top two sects couldn't snub their nose at. This large group was none other than the Alchemy and Weapon's Master Guilds of Sapientia Quadrant!
One had to know that soul strength progressed very slowly. As such, often times, what held the progress of alchemists back wasn't their knowledge of theory, but rather their weak aurora flames. Without a strong soul, one's aurora flame would be equally weak, and as such, would be limit in the tasks it could accomplish.
In order to combat this weakness, alchemists of the modern era supplemented their aurora flames with these so-called special flames. This allowed those with weak souls to forge pills they otherwise couldn't before. Weapon's Masters often used this shortcut as well.
With the opening of the Golden Flame Mystical World, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the ones most excited were the alchemists. There were simply too many things in the world to entice them.
Firstly, they could find spiritual plants and materials they otherwise couldn't in the outside world, incredibly rare herbs and flowers that had long since been extinct. Secondly, there was a chance they could find a special flame to supplement their alchemy, allowing them to rise in ranks. And, thirdly, the best materials for alchemy furnaces and cauldrons were found in the Golden Flame Mystical World! What better metal could there be for such things if not one tempered by a special flame?
This group of secondary profession geniuses were just as haughty as the sect geniuses. In many cases, they were more so. That said, one shouldn't look down on their fighting prowess. Although their battle sense was lacking, they were often able to make up for it with their powerful senses and quick thinking speed.
Within the swaths of azure robed alchemists and silver robed weapon's masters, there were two geniuses wearing white robes, shimmering with streaking comets… This meant that they were masters in multiple disciplines! And, the fact comets streaked across their body, giving them an illusory and beautiful appearance, obviously meant that in at least one of their masteries, they had reached the comet grade!
On the left, was a haughty beauty who disdained to even look at those around her. Not only was she a comet grade alchemist, she was a grandmaster magic master and grandmaster weapon's master!
As an astounding disciple of three disciplines, she was the aim of many youth geniuses, many of whom she didn't care to even remember the names of. However, her name resounded in their ears too fiercely for anyone to forget. She was known as the White Witch, Blythe!
On the right was a young man with calm, soothing eyes, and maybe the only young man Blythe cared to stand next to. Although she ignored him too due to her arrogance, she, at the very least, didn't disdain to breathe the same air he breathed.
Despite his calm and inviting eyes, there was an arrogance born deep within this young man that was impossible to fake or hide. However, it was well earned. This young man was a comet grade weapon's master, grandmaster runic vein master and grandmaster alchemist!
His name was completely contradictory to his apparent demeanor, the Raging Bull, Wilder!