Chapter 1352: Chapter 769: Oliver’s Purpose_2 “Lis, we all know that as a World Tree Favored, you may likely not stay in the Pan-Continent Mage Association forever.” “So, Lis, I am well aware of your strength. The Source of All Magic cannot continue to flourish without you and the three Speakers. No other Legendary Mage is capable of sustaining it.” “In that case, why not collaborate with us?” “The Secret Meeting of Ten Thousand Forms, as the premier school within the Pan-Continent Mage Association, also serves as a gathering place for Druid Spellcasters, such as myself.” “In addition to its expertise in Transformation Magic, the Secret Meeting of Ten Thousand Forms also has substantial research in the realms of nature, life, and other domains.” “I believe we could offer some assistance to you as a World Tree Favored.” “If you, Lis, are willing to bring the Source of All Magic into the Secret Meeting of Ten Thousand Forms, you will become its new leader, and you’ll be entrusted with the accumulation of the school over many years.” “This is the extent of our sincerity, and we hope you will consider it.” Listening to Oliver’s words, Lis raised his teacup and took a sip, smiling as he looked at Oliver. As he listened to Oliver’s somewhat regretful voice upon leaving, Lis felt nothing. The leader position of the Secret Meeting of Ten Thousand Forms? The inheritance of the Secret Meeting of Ten Thousand Forms over countless years? The wealth and resources accumulated by the Secret Meeting of Ten Thousand Forms? Does this mean anything to Lis? He is the man who refused to become the Fourth Councilman of the Pan-Continent Mage Association! If such conditions were enticing to him, Kane Floating City would have long been filled by those who eyed it. One must know, the qualifications for ascending the Floating City and using the Floating City Magic Workshop are quite precious. If Lis were willing to trade all of it, he could easily amass frighteningly vast wealth in a short time. So, the wealth and resources of the Secret Meeting of Ten Thousand Forms hold no attraction to him. By comparison, Lis is somewhat interested in the spell inheritance of the Secret Meeting of Ten Thousand Forms, but only in a limited way. After all, he is more or less an Elf Sage who has obtained most of the spell inheritance of the Elf Clan, and the spell research of the Secret Meeting of Ten Thousand Forms is just a reference at best. Therefore, Oliver’s visit is almost like trying to catch fish with bare hands. Lis knitted his brows slightly. To become a legend, hardly anyone is foolish. Especially a Legendary Mage! So, despite Oliver’s reasonable-sounding proposal, others would not agree to it either. Furthermore, Lis’s potential to become the Fourth Councilman of the association is surely known by Oliver, as a member of the Secret Meeting of Ten Thousand Forms. Therefore, why did he approach Lis to say these things today? Is he really just trying to express goodwill, as he claims? Lis shook his head, feeling sentimental. The Pan-Continent Mage Association is as deep as the sea, isn’t it? Oliver surely has other motives, though it’s unclear to Lis yet. However, regardless, this situation seems quite good. Lis mainly established the Source of All Magic school to complete a task given to him by the Third Speaker, Tarinda. To his knowledge, the news of Tarinda’s return to the association is known only to him and Oriolan. Within the association, no one can decide everything, so Lis the more attention and waves he creates, the more it meets the Third Speaker’s requirements. After talking with Tarinda, Lis indeed noticed abnormalities within the Pan-Continent Mage Association. The association has been unusually low-key and peaceful lately. This is the situation Lis feels in Jonas City. In his domain, Danerluo Port, its people and lifestyle seem as vibrant as the rising sun, with everyone striving for a better future. Adventurers and extraordinary forces from other areas of the Fanor Continent are constantly converging in Danerluo Port, along with flows of people and wealth. Moreover, the shock brought about by the mutation of Phillips Crystal has cast an atmosphere of tension and urgency over Danerluo Port. While it may bring a bit of chaos, it simultaneously imbues Danerluo Port with a sense of lively vitality. In contrast, in Jonas City, all Lis can feel is peace and tranquility. Perhaps tinged with a hint of lifelessness? The entire Pan-Continent Mage Association seems disconnected from the external world. Perhaps the association believes it has enough strength to face any threat, but Lis knows that’s impossible. Even gods cannot assure their eternal existence, let alone the Pan-Continent Mage Association? Thus, Lis indeed finds the current state of the Pan-Continent Mage Association somewhat unusual. Perhaps, this is why the Third Speaker wants Lis to be the fish that muddles the pond? Lis happens to have this idea to undertake these actions. Even if he fails in the end, Lis has already gained tremendously by mastering Chaotic Power! Tomorrow’s meeting of the Legendary Council should be quite interesting, right? Lis placed his teacup on the table in front of him, smiling as he thought. In a mysterious place, A palace stood within this strange space, like a timeless abode built by the ancient gods themselves, its grandeur and magnificence breathtaking to all who first lay eyes upon it, invoking awe and admiration. It is more than a building—it is a witness to time, quietly narrating tales of past glory and erosion, each brick and tile carrying countless stories and legends. The external walls of the palace consist of massive grayish-blue stones, weathered by the elements, leaving ancient marks as if gently caressed by the passage of time. Surrounding the palace are numerous bronze-colored giant columns soaring into the sky, each as big as several people could embrace, and they are adorned with intricate and mysterious totems, supporting the dome above as if it were the heavens itself. The walls of the palace are etched with various patterns, but shrouded in a thin layer of white mist, making the true appearance of the designs indistinguishable. Bathed in unexplained sunlight, the entire palace radiates a gentle silver glow, enhancing its transcendent beauty. Entering the palace, the vast space makes one instantly aware of their own insignificance and incompleteness. Embedded in the high dome are countless brilliant gemstones resembling stars, creating the illusion of being immersed in the vast Star Realm. Beneath the dome lies a series of grand corridors and arches, meticulously designed to entice exploration. At the center of the palace is an expansive hall with a floor polished like a mirror made of marble, reflecting the surrounding light to make the entire space brighter and more open. The center of the hall houses a large circular area surrounded by luxurious tables and chairs. These tables and chairs are crafted from rare materials, their surfaces inlaid with various precious magic gems, and carved with exquisite patterns that exude ultimate prestige. In the center of the round table stand three high-backed chairs, akin to thrones, symbols of authority, surrounded by other seats. This palace has been silent as if buried in time. And yet now, shadows have gradually appeared in the palace. They seem unaffected by the palace’s presence, habitually finding familiar spots to sit. “Oriolan, it’s my first time seeing you arrive so early.” Although each seat is quite far apart in this immense palace, the distance does not pose any obstacle to the speaker. Star Dome Observer Oriolan looked at Simone inspecting him, shook his head, and said: “Today marks the appearance of the most important ally of the Star Ring, I must give it some weight.” Simone smiled, looking at more and more familiar faces around, and said: “I think a lot of people came over specifically for this, some whom I haven’t seen for a long time.” Follow current novᴇls on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✶𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲✶𝗻𝗲𝘁 “Indeed, not everyone is as idle as you.” Said a voice with a broad tone from another side.