Age of Adepts

Ruling rights.

Was the clan willing to give out ruling rights over lesser planes?

The gaze of every Crimson adept present burned hot with desire.

The Crimson Clan currently had two lesser planes. One was the Goblin Plane, which provided the clan with a tremendous amount of metal ores. The other was Lance, the genuine dragon plane that gave the clan all the dragon resources it needed.

The clan leader’s intention seemed to be to transfer all ruling rights over these two new planes to two factions within the clan. The clan itself would not be responsible for managing or developing these planes. How…how could this not cause the more ambitious members of the clan to become wild with excitement?

Greem ignored the expressions of wild delight on his clan members’ faces and continued speaking.

“Seawoods Plane. The plane is over four million square kilometers large, with two continents in total, the rest of which is sea. The two continents have a total size of 1.6 million square kilometers, with vast stretches of primal forests and large groups of natives living within. Magic concentration is average, planar laws are basically complete, and the magical resources are fairly ordinary. Initial estimates suggest that an annual income of eight hundred thousand magical crystals from the plane is possible after proper development.”

“And the powerhouses of the plane? They haven’t already been exterminated, have they?” Even Mary, who was behind Greem, couldn’t help but straighten her body and express a trace of interest.

“There aren’t many Fourth Grade creatures in Seawoods. The dominant species are the forest trolls, who are revered by several other tribes. It is said that the king of the trolls is Fourth Grade!”

“Then I’ll take it! As the representative of the vampires, I will dedicate my all to the development and excavation of Seawoods Plane!”

“Certainly. Ruling rights over Seawoods Plane belongs to you vampires, but you will have to pay the clan four hundred thousand magical crystals on an annual basis for the rights.”

“No problem! If I can’t find any adept resources there, I will capture those trolls and selling them as slaves!” Mary shot Greem a mean glance as she spoke.

Greem simply smiled and waved with his hand. The milky-white light representing the coordinates of Seawoods flew into Mary’s hands.

The vampires in the hall, led by Mary, all smiled happily.

The vampires were very different from ordinary adepts, after all.

Now that they had a lesser plane that belonged solely to the vampires, they could freely change the environment within into one that suited them completely. It would make it much easier to raise bloodkin descendants in the future.

“The Mountain Plane. It is 1.8 million square kilometers. The only elementium within the plane is earth elementium. We suspect it is a small plane that split off from the Earth Elementium Plane. There are no seas, forests, nor lifeforms in the plane. The entire world consists of scattered mountains and hills. However, probes indicate that there is an intense earth elementium aura beneath the hills. There should be a plentiful reserve of magical ores to be excavated underground. Anyone who wishes to obtain the ruling rights for this plane will have to pay the clan an annual fee of two hundred thousand magical crystals!”

After a simple introduction of the lesser plane, Greem looked around the room and asked softly.

“Is there any faction that wishes to obtain this plane?”

Mono-elementium of earth. Magical ores.

The members of the Goblin General Chamber of Commerce, led by Snorlax, exchanged a few looks and expressed tremendous interest in the plane.

Excavation of ores was the greatest strength of the goblins. They were the most suited for the job.

Thus, Greem nodded and tossed the second ball of light to Snorlax.

Apart from the two lesser planes, Greem lifted his head and released over three dozen unusual items hovering within red bubbles. These were all otherworldly resources and unique treasures he had obtained on his journey.

Of course, he had already put all the truly valuable items into his personal collection. Everything he displayed here was a resource he would not use himself. The addition of these things allowed the clan’s list of redeemable items to improve tremendously.

“Basic Arcane Theories.”

“Analysis of Spatial Energy.”

“Studies on Mutated Creatures.”

“Encyclopedia of Starbeasts.”

“Secrets of the Gods.”

“Memoirs of Space Travel.”

Arcane Golem Core Component.

Unstable Arcane Crystals.

Arcane Bracelet (Recover half of all expended magic on a successful spell. Note: Only arcanists can use this item).

Mask of Misfortune (Owner of the mask can target an enemy and inflict a curse of -1 Luck).

Crimson Scythe (+2 Strength, converts 20% of damage into user’s own life force with every attack).

Crystal Staff (+2 Spirit, +2 Magic Regeneration).

Talisman of Enslave Dead (Enslave a wild undead of lower grade than yourself. A maximum of three undead may be enslaved).

Alchemy Flask (Forcefully extract no more than a hundred grams of magical alloy per day).

Golden Feather (Feather of the holy creature, Condor of Light. Can be used to create a holy item).

Dragon Shield (Defensive shield forged with the scale of a pureblood dragon. +20 Magic Resistance).

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All sorts of treasures floated before the clan members, their barriers radiating an enticing magical light.

In particular, some of these treasures glowed with a different light on the outside.

After analysis, the clan members could tell that these items were Third Grade treasures. Such things were always in short supply for the Crimson adepts.

Every Third Grade adept of the clan was looking at those treasures with passionate eyes.

“Gargamel, you store these items first. Put them in the clan treasury. Once we’ve appraised their actual value, you can put them into the list of items to be redeemed. All clan members are free to redeem any of them!”

“Understood!”

Gargamel acknowledged his orders and indicated for Emelia to put away the items.

Once this was all done, Greem fell silent for a moment before speaking again.

“This journey out of the World of Adepts has let me take the first step towards understanding the endless galaxy. I believe that the Crimson Clan has a need to send a group of personnel to space and participate in the search for resources out there.”

Greem’s eyes turned towards split-brain Sock.

“Sock, go back and inform Gazlowe that he will be responsible for the security of this camp to be established!”

“Snorlax,” Greem looked at Snorlax now. “You will be responsible for constructing the commercial and financial model of this camp in space.”

“Understood!”

“Understood!”

“Now then, what else do you have to report?”

“Clan leader…I have something I need to report!”

Greem paused for a moment and turned. It was Dean Gonga who had spoke up.

“What is it, Gonga?”

“Yes. Clan leader, we…our research has reached a critical point. We might…we might be in dire need of a batch of magic generator furnaces!” Gonga stuttered as he spoke, rubbing his hands anxiously as he did so.

Sock became worried when he heard Gonga’s request.

“Clan leader, we of the Capital of Eternity require magic generator furnaces very much as well! The factories there have been inactive for a very long time.”

Greem frowned slightly.

Ever since the Queyras alloy from Molten Fire City was used to make the magic generator furnaces, there wasn’t much left. Now that two of his important subordinates were making the same request of him, he wasn’t quite sure what to do.

He had obtained plenty of resources and treasures during his last trip to Morrian Plane, but Queyras alloy was the one resource that he had not gotten his hands on.

“I understand! I will try and solve this problem as quickly as possible!”

Having gained the promise of the clan leader, Gonga and Sock did not pursue the issue and sat down quietly.

“Since none of you have any more reports, I will make a major announcement of my own!”

At this point, Greem looked around him and smiled.

“I have decided to hold a grand banquet to announce Alice and Mary as my partners for life!”

“Ah!”

“Ah!”

Two cries of joy and embarrassment came from behind Greem when he finished his sentence.

The entire hall then instantly bubbled with excitement.

Several dozen voices rang out at the same time, the congratulations filling the entire room. All the clan adepts rejoiced with the two ladies and celebrated with the clan leader.

Emelia and Meryl rushed over to Alice and Mary’s sides, grabbing their arms and giggling amongst themselves.

Ordinary people in the World of Adepts might hold official wedding ceremonies.

However, for the near god-like adepts, a partnership was simply a matter of preference. They could stay together as long as they loved each other, and they could separate whenever their feelings had faded. There was no reason to bind two individuals with a pointless ceremony as the mortals did.

However, out of habit, Greem still wanted to give his two women a proper title. That was why he decided to confirm their identities as his partners through such an announcement.

It was undoubtedly very unusual for an adept. In fact, it was almost certainly unique.

However, Greem didn’t mind.

All that mattered was that he was happy, and the two girls were happy!

Alice and Mary, now surrounded by everyone, might not be all embarrassed like a mortal girl would, but they were blushed bright red. The glances they shot at Greem were both shy, furious, and colored with a tinge of happiness.

They were happy that Greem had publicly announced his feelings, but angry that he had not discussed such an important matter with them before the announcement.

Mary didn’t quite mind. She had always been Greem’s partner and never sought to conceal this fact in front of other people. However, Alice’s identity was unique. Her relationship and marriage would affect politics amongst the Northern Witches, which would make things quite difficult.

However, since Greem had already decided to make this announcement, it was obvious that he no longer wanted to let Alice and him continue to hesitate on the decision.

After some commotion, the clan members all finally left Fire Throne in high spirits.

Greem had just managed to stand up when Alice and Mary stopped him.

“Greem, this…this decision of yours is too rash!” Alice blushed as she complained. “Mary might not have any problems, but with my status amongst the Northern Witches; either way, you’re too rash!”

“What do you mean I might not have any problems?! He didn’t ask for my opinion either, alright? Hmph! It’s not like I absolutely have to marry him!” Mary was obviously thrilled, but she still tried to put on a front.

Greem grabbed both of their slender hands and spoke solemnly to the two of them.

“I know this was very sudden. But if I don’t force myself to make this decision, I might never be able to find a solution to so many problems that face us! There will be a lot of trouble coming to me soon. Not only from the Dark Witches, but perhaps the Adept’s Association as well. Because of that, I hope you two can weather the storm with me. Will…you?”

Alice was still hesitant, but when she saw Greem’s resolution, she could only nod her head along with Mary!