Chapter 391: Moonlight (Additional Updates Requesting Monthly Tickets)
Chris Empire, Northern Province.
Rod was riding in a carriage, passing by a church of the God of Flas.
On the Old Continent, besides the fading worship of the Goddess of Light, the faith in Mother Earth Goddess, God of Flas, God of War, and the God of Knowledge was widespread.
As for the believers of the God of the Ocean and the Goddess of Storms, they were active along the coasts and islands of the two continents, mostly sailors, navigators, adventurers, and the like.
In the Northern Province, the faith in the God of Flas was deeply ingrained.
‘The emblem of this deity is a burning fla; recently, the church has been frequently issuing edicts encouraging innovation and exploration among craftsn, which seems to reflect an intention to extend their domain to ‘craftsn’ and ‘chanics’…’
Rod recalled so information in his mind.
A mont later, he stopped in front of an estate.
“Good day, Mr. Levi!”
The owner of the estate was Levi Keldo, who loved to show off his one-eighth noble bloodline.
In the Chris Empire, this was a clear dividing line!
Because according to ancient laws, anyone who wanted to be a high-ranking officer must have ancestors who had at least one-eighth of the noble bloodline.
People of common origin, regardless of whether they were rchants or politicians, once they reached a certain level, would find themselves under an invisible ceiling that they could never cross.
The higher the rank of imperial bureaucrats and generals, the more stringent the requirents for their bloodline.
The power structure of the entire empire was like a rigid and ruthless pyramid.
“Oh, my friend, welco, I really liked the gift you brought last ti, loved it in fact.”
Upon seeing Rod, Levi greeted him with a smile.
“Only soone of your caliber deserves that stone sculpture from the Rodan Family.”
Rod suppressed his revulsion and complinted him with a smile.
“Indeed… To let it circulate among the lower classes would be a blasphemy against the glory of the nobility.” Levi said as if it were a matter of course: “Also… I have agreed to the matter you ntioned last ti, I am willing to nominate you.”
“Thank you very much.”
Rod quickly paid his respects.
The transcendent circles of the Chris Empire were very exclusive, and to join, one had to undergo a long period of observation and testing.
And this Levi did have the ability to nominate soone to join the ‘Moonlight Club’.
‘Although the Moonlight Club is only a small organization, once you join, you have a channel…’ Rod was thrilled at the thought.
Several days later.
He followed Levi, slightly disguised, into a black market.
On the walls surrounding the main hall, a large number of wooden plaques were hanging, stating various purchase and sale demands.
Just a brief glance, and Rod felt reassured.
Selling transcendent materials from the New Continent here usually yielded a 50% markup. If the items were urgently needed or rare, the price could double or even treble.
“Alright, let’s all sit down.”
After a burst of noise, a dozen or so people dressed in black robes and masks settled down around a long table.
The chairman of the Moonlight Club knocked on the table: “Before we start, let introduce a new mber to you all, Mr. Black Bear! He was recomnded by ‘Pointer’.”
Rod felt nurous gazes on him but sensed no imdiate threat.
After all, a fourth-level master occupational person was no small figure anywhere. In organizations like the Eleventh Bureau, they could at least manage a city.
“Let’s start with an exchange of information.”
The chairman said calmly: “First of all… many churches are looking for sothing, or rather a living creature, promising a hefty reward for providing any clues.”
He had a servant hold up a blackboard with a simple chalk drawing on it.
‘What the heck is this?’
At first glance, Rod wanted to make a sarcastic remark.
Because what was depicted on the small blackboard was a ball with wings!
“It’s very strange, very powerful… If you encounter it, rember not to act tough!” The chairman warned again: “There’s also another assignnt. Soone wants to find a high-ranked, fifth-level or above professional on the [Spiritual dium] path.”
Upon hearing this, Rod felt a jolt in his heart and quickly lowered his head.
After the gathering, Rod rode a horse to a villa by the lake.
“Anfi, I’m back.”
He tied the horse in the stable and hugged Anfi.
“Your brother is here, in the living room.”
Anfi blushed as she pushed him away and whispered.
“Oh?”
Rod walked into the living room and saw Su Lu busily eating a steak pasta.
Ever since Su Lu tasted Anfi’s cooking, he often ca over to freeload on als.
Anyways, he had the ability of Spirit World Traversal, which made getting here very convenient.
“Seeing you like this, I’m relieved.”
Su Lu looked up, saw that Rod was calm, and chuckled.
“Maybe it’s the tranquil life here that comforts .”
Rod sat down on the sofa and tossed over a black bag: “I attended a secret gathering today and only sold a few transcendent materials, I didn’t dare to sell too many at once…”
Although storage-type marvels were rare, the Green Tree Castle still had so reserves.
If all else fails, Su Lu could search for appropriate materials in the Spirit World to make so.
Although it didn’t have much space, it was enough to transport so small transcendent materials.
“Moonlight Club is just a small gathering, I plan to develop via it for a while before moving to a more high-end…” Rod briefly shared his observations of the day, especially the two rewards: “…although the requirents are strange, the bounty is generous. You’d get a thousand gold coins just for providing a clue…”
“Winged Angel? A fifth level [Spirit dium] practitioner?”
Su Lu sighed quietly, feeling that no place was peaceful, and warned: “It’s best not to touch these two tasks.”
“I understand…”
Rod solemnly promised. He knew Su Lu was a [Spirit dium] practitioner, but of course he wouldn’t sell out his brother for so gold coins.
“Also…”
Su Lu handed another bag of marvels to Rod: “I am preparing for a journey, it might be a few months, a few years, or even a decade.”
“That long?”
Rod was quite surprised.
“Yes, I must go.”
The digestion process for [Wandering Mage] involved traversing different worlds, and coupling that with the clues left by Shewinado, Su Lu felt that going to that world was necessary.
“Then… promise you will co back, no matter how long it takes.”
Rod held out his hand.
He knew he couldn’t stop Su Lu’s decision.
“Don’t worry!”
Su Lu held out his hand too, their palms gripped tightly together.
After dinner, Su Lu returned to Green Tree Castle and asked Bicui to help him massage his temples.
“Sigh…”
After a long while, he let out a sigh.
This exploration of the Dream of the Ancient God had given him much knowledge about divine realms and also a world coordinate, but it seed to have so disadvantages as well.
Especially the resurrection of Shewinado, the revival of this ancient god drew the attention of nurous powers.
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