True Solution of the Sword Dao

Additionally, the Power of Inheritance is actually the collective dream of many inheriting families.

Whether it’s Feil, Chris, or Merrill.

In the Psychic realm, in the Inner World, they’re just weaklings. Constantly pursued, passive, calculated against. Long tired of such a life, meeting the opportunity most likely to inherit the Power of Inheritance in history, no one would back down.

But regrettably, Lin Fei was powerless in this regard.

For outsiders to enter the Land of Seals, they must pass through the teleportation portal. But the portal itself bears a psychic imprint. Not just anyone can come and go freely. Only those associated with the Energy Scepter can enter.

Lin Fei quietly watched as Lin You and the others entered the teleportation portal.

Just as Lin You stepped through the portal, the blue crystal ring on her finger suddenly dimmed.

This signified that the ring’s connection with Lin Fei was directly severed. It also indicated that the separation between the ethereal plane of the portal and the Main Plane was greater than that of the Inner and Outer Worlds. After all, Lin Fei had the freedom to project herself even within the Inner World.

Hiss...

The portal on the screen slowly closed. It shrunk to a small dot. And then, with a pop, vanished into thin air.

Not a single figure remained around the woods.

Only then did Lin Fei withdraw her gaze.

The ethereal figure of Ning Que slowly emerged beside her.

"The Golden Press Conference has been convened, other council members are preparing to go," he said calmly.

"Alright, I’ll be right there," Lin Fei nodded.

This press conference was the first public announcement by Golden to formally declare itself the supreme hall for Dream Eaters. All council members will appear directly at the conference, announcing a unified plan for the historically fragmented world of Dream Eaters.

This was also the content of a prior agreement between the few individuals.

"Moreover, the Serpent Lady has voluntarily stepped back to become an Elder of Golden, and Griffin has recommended a new council member. He believes it’s a very suitable choice."

"A newcomer? An existing Dream Eater?"

"Yes, known as the Nether King Hades."

"Ah, him," a flash of understanding passed through Lin Fei’s eyes.

Nether King Hades, the legendary King of the Netherworld, was merely mythologized because of the legends surrounding him. Because he was Hades, the changes brought about by his appearances were attributed the title of Nether King by the people.

Just like Griffin’s Troll King. However, the title of Nether King is well-known even among the general populace.

"But people in the Inner World prefer to call him Netherworld Star Hades," Ning Que added.

"Since it’s him, then I give my vote of approval," Lin Fei said without hesitation.

Hades’ strength was mysterious and unfathomable, and he was a contemporaneous power with Griffin. He was once on par with the deities from the Temple of the Gods like Zeus, Ares. Naturally, he couldn’t be weak. Moreover, now that Ares, Zeus, Poseidon and others had successively fallen, and the Nether King was still alive, this only emphasized his mysterious and powerful essence.

Another point was that the Nether King was one of the few Dream Eaters deified among the populace and was one of the three top-level Dream Eaters not yet included by Golden.

"Time is approaching," urged Ning Que.

"Let’s go," Lin Fei said, softly caressing the True Lies Divine Artifact in her hand.

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Inner World Magic Side Mount Agastar Bai Xiang Mountain Castle

In the Magic realm, the highest peak is Mount Agastar range, and the second highest within this range is Mount Agastar itself.

Situated on its peak, Bai Xiang Mountain Castle, is the hosting site provided with substantial support by the Magic realm for Golden’s press conference.

After all, in terms of strength, Golden currently does not measure up to these established powerful forces, at least not within the Inner World.

Golden has not yet officially begun establishing its strongholds in the Inner World. Territories that are now occupied in the Outer World have been divided amongst many forces, leaving only barren dangerous lands or territories where the Alliance of Cities’ troops are stationed. There’s only one way to get a piece of land – fight!

To snatch territories from the Alliance of Cities is not something Golden contemplates right now.

The towering Bai Xiang Mountain Castle is one of the three famous castles on the Magic side. Originally owned by the Duke of Bai Xiang Mountain of the Inner World’s Alliance of Cities, the castle came into possession by Magic-side forces after they killed the duke.

The castle occupies thousands of square meters, following a style of white spires, surrounded by tall white oaks. Hence Bai Xiang Mountain Castle is also called, as a homonym, White Oak Tree Castle.

On normal days, the castle has few visitors, and only when significant events call for a meeting do the tower masters from the Magic realm come for gatherings.

But today is somewhat different.

In the airspace around the white spire castle.

Beams of different colors continuously merge into the castle, like clusters of colorful dots.

In one of the blue light beams,

a young man with a red left eye and white right eye was flying swiftly towards the landing pad at the top of the castle.

"Einstein, you’re here too?" A slightly surprised female voice came from one side.

The man turned his head and saw a red light beam flying on his right, enveloping a beautiful woman in red with brown hair and blue eyes.

"Is that you? Rosa, weren’t you tracking the current situation of the heretics? Why did you suddenly leave to come here?"

"I applied for a transfer. The Dream Eaters represent a massive force, yet they have never had a unified voice, which has minimized their influence. If they can unify this time, they might form a very powerful faction that affects the balance of power in both the Inner and Outer Worlds," the woman in red said with a charming laugh.

"But that makes me wonder why no force has tried to unite the Dream Eaters before. Are all these forces really that obedient to the original treaty?" the man asked, puzzled.

"They have the True Lies Divine Artifact. Although this artifact may be of little use to Dream Eaters, it holds a secret that most people don’t know," the woman in red paused, then continued, "The True Lies Divine Artifact is an artifact that causes pain merely by possession for Dream Eaters. However, for Psychics, it’s the source of all evil. Merely approaching it within a certain range will result in rapid assimilation by the artifact, the disappearance of all psychic powers, and degradation to a mere mortal. Of course, if you’re lucky, you might gain the constitution of a Dream Eater and get transformed into one. That’s why the powerful Psychics of both the Inner and Outer World don’t meddle with the Dream Eaters—it’s all because of this artifact. Typically, only B-level forces can completely resist the assimilative power of the whole artifact. Those even slightly weaker, in just an instant, will lose all their powers and possibly die. However, the artifact’s components don’t have this ability."

The man pondered thoughtfully.

"So that’s why Psychics can’t be bothered with Dream Eaters?"

"Yes, they can’t become a major threat on their own, and they weaken themselves by fighting to the death over the Dream Eater powers from the artifact. There’s no need to worry about them growing stronger. But the appearance of ’gold’ seems to have deviated from the original plan," the woman in red frowned.

"If the True Lies Divine Artifact is that powerful, then why have no forces shown interest?" the man was even more puzzled.

"There has been interest in the past," the woman in red explained, "Magic researchers have studied it thoroughly before, concluding that it’s a simple storage device with some spatial linkage function. That’s the essence of the Divine Artifact. However, the contents stored and the details of the connected space are not disclosed by those old researchers. They just expressed regret and gave up on competing for the artifact. They publicly declared it to be of no value to Psychics. Afterwards, other interested forces also backed away, and what secrets it holds, I do not know."

"That means the artifact might not have much practical value or it has some other fatal flaw, or else those research fanatics would cling to it if it had even a slight research value. Especially considering..."

As the two spoke, they quickly landed on the castle’s top landing pad.

Together with some other reporters who had also arrived, under the reception of the ’gold’ stationed personnel, they made their way towards the conference hall inside the castle.

After briefly inquiring about the Dream Eaters’ situation, Einstein parted ways with the woman in red and headed for his designated seat set up for the Mage’s Eye.

As one of the most famous magazines and newspapers in the industry, Mage’s Eye naturally had considerable fame. Moreover, being a B-level force himself, he naturally received high-profile treatment.

On his seat, a series of elegantly packaged small gifts arrived, along with beverages, fruits, and desserts, while two beautiful young ladies stood by, awaiting his command and ready to serve.

Nearby were reporters from other weekly newspapers, all of whom were B-level forces. Most of these forces had a long lifespan and became media reporters to have something to do and to affiliate with a powerful backing. After all, large media is a powerful force in itself.

Generally speaking, B-level forces becoming reporters meant that the interviews they conducted were of very high quality. It would take A-level or peak B-level personalities to engage their interest; lesser matters rarely managed to.

Yet, such formidable individuals were few and far between, so these B-grade strong characters spent most of their time busying themselves with their own matters, and only occasionally moonlighted as journalists. It was possible that among these journalists, there were those who had established powerful factions of their own.

"Einstein, I didn’t expect you to come too," a deep male voice called out from a seat not far to the left.

Einstein looked up. "You are... Samba?!"

"You remember me?" The man was black with a bald head and wore a white suit. When he smiled, his white teeth gleamed. "We met once in Egypt two hundred years ago, remember?"

Einstein was taken aback, then seemed to recall something.

"You were... the officer who followed Napoleon during the invasion? Weren’t you white?"

"I got tanned," the black man said with a grin.

Right then, several individuals clad in white robes with gold trim slowly walked out and took their seats across from everyone, slightly elevated in a row of curved metal seats.

Voices began to murmur around them.

"Here they come."

"The legendary top-level council members."

"All wearing white robes with gold trim, aren’t they?"

"That’s right."

The other journalists whispered amongst themselves.

Einstein, however, carefully scrutinized each one.

Sitting at the far left was Roga, a bald old fellow whom Einstein was familiar with. He was one of the more notorious figures in the psychic world, the strongest psychic in India, and, unexpectedly, he was essentially a Dream Eater.

Next was the Night King, whose Dark Night Castle was a well-known top mid-sized power in the outer world. The legendary vampire myths originated from them. The Night King himself was called the legendary progenitor of vampires, Cain. There was no shortage of information about him, so no need to linger on his story.

Following that was Griffin, the Troll King Griffin, who was once tyrannical and unbeatable, one of the three great demon kings of the mythical age. Compared to his true nature as a Dream Eater, his psychic powers were apparently more conspicuous. Since he admitted his identity as a Dream Eater, this indicated that, truly, it was the power of the Dream Eater that was formidable.

With this thought, a chill ran through Einstein’s heart. Griffin was already among the top echelon of strong characters, and he was on the same level as Ares, Zeus, and Athena from those days, the individuals heralded as the strongest beneath the divine. In that era, they were divine figures! Griffin also had a mythical name, that of the legendary Apollo, the Sun God! This was all due to his own affinity for gold.

Even such a character presented himself as a Dream Eater, which meant his psychic strength was certainly inferior to his Dream Eater power.

In other words, Griffin was far stronger than he seemed on the surface!! (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to give it your recommendation and monthly ticket support at Qidian [qidian.com]. Your support is my greatest motivation.)