Sorcerer: I want to be an Academic Prodigy

Chapter 711: Chapter 663: The True Throne of the Witch King

Danaila, the first layer of the Underworld, Kemor Empire, Royal Capital Yuyue City.

Since the previous Holy Daughter abdicated, the selection for the next Holy Daughter has been held repeatedly, yet each chosen candidate failed to satisfy the Dark Night Mother Goddess, leaving the position vacant in the temple.

Now, yet another selection has reached its most critical stage.

Before the towering and majestic divine statue, countless pure and beautiful dark elven maidens knelt in prayer, each hoping to earn the great favor of the Mother Goddess.

“Lu Lu Xiyu, do you think this time will succeed?”

“Unlikely.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“Enough, you’re no longer the High Priest of the temple. Why worry so much?”

Outside the sacred hall, Kemor Empress Lu Lu Xiyu and former High Priest Kolebas stood together, whispering in low tones.

Regarding the repeated failures of the Holy Daughter selection, the two were fully aware of the underlying reason—because the previous Holy Daughter had told them personally.

In truth, it all came down to the previous Holy Daughter being far too extraordinary. The sharp contrast raised the bar for the current selection excessively, leaving no one capable of meeting the new standard.

But it didn’t really matter.

For the Kemor Empire, the favor and attention of the Mother Goddess were paramount, foundational to the survival of the empire. As long as the Mother Goddess continued to deliver divine messages, it was far better than having no response at all.

Moreover, with the previous Holy Daughter now by the Mother Goddess’s side, listening to divine teachings, the Mother Goddess certainly wouldn’t forget the Kemor Empire.

On many occasions, Kolebas felt immense gratitude for her unwavering determination back when she ensured the previous Holy Daughter’s successful selection. Otherwise, the empire might have faced the Mother Goddess’s disdain, losing the long-standing protection it relied upon.

That decision was the greatest achievement of her tenure as High Priest.

At this moment, however, the two were unaware that the previous Holy Daughter, Jenny, was beside the Dark Night Mother Goddess, watching this round of the Holy Daughter selection through divine reflection.

“Lilabet, what about this one? A maiden from the eastern part of the empire’s Colorful Mink Tribe—look at her, tender and charming.”

“Her personality lacks decisiveness. Not chosen.”

“And this one? From the Water Beaver Tribe. She showed immense devotion, kneeling and praying throughout her long journey that took years to finally reach Yuyue City.”

“Too rigid.”

“What about the Black Fox Tribe’s maiden? She shows considerable intelligence and seems promising.”

“Her cunning is evident.”

“——”

Thinking about Kolebas’s repeated pleas, Jenny eagerly intercepted the Dark Night Mother Goddess, reviewing the reflected images of candidates one by one.

These young maidens hailed from various tribes of the Kemor Empire. Reaching this stage meant they had already undergone numerous screenings, each being a standout in their own right, with unique strengths.

Yet, the Dark Night Mother Goddess had her preferences.

She judged them all against the benchmark set by the previous Holy Daughter—Jenny herself. Compared to her, none seemed exceptional enough. Better to leave the position vacant.

Jenny felt somewhat helpless. At this rate, the role of the Holy Daughter would essentially be rendered obsolete.

But she lacked the authority to sway the Dark Night Mother Goddess’s opinions. After all, she too was seeking refuge here, avoiding the Barbaric Hammer giants’ throne.

“Haha, you two are truly amusing, hiding here to do this sort of thing.”

A graceful figure emerged from one side of their location.

The newcomer was the Sea Mother. Jenny promptly paid her respects.

“You’re no different—idly coming here to watch me and Jenny at work,” remarked the Dark Night Mother Goddess, without turning her head.

“This time, you’re mistaken. I’ve come to deliver good news: the one who infiltrated the Ash Plane has confirmed that the plane indeed suffered a major invasion, but as for which great plane is responsible, why don’t you guess?”

The Sea Mother, Blai Bu, did not shy away from Jenny, openly revealing her purpose.

The Underworld’s forces were robust, even if certain sorcerers were reluctant to undertake tasks. There were always alternative methods, albeit at varying costs.

After considerable effort, someone succeeded in penetrating the Ash Plane’s core, yielding initial results.

The Sea Mother received the information through the Void Spring.

“It’s the Nightmare Plane, isn’t it?” The Dark Night Mother Goddess was hardly ignorant.

“Correct, it’s indeed the infamous Nightmare Plane, whose reputation reverberates across the stars. The invasion has brought considerable upheaval to the Ash Plane. As for the specifics of the damages, further investigation is required.”

The Sea Mother nodded heavily.

“The Ash Plane is truly courting disaster, provoking us from Danaila while also daring to antagonize the Lord of Calamity from the Nightmare Plane. I’d say it’s bound to lose its place among the great planes eventually,” the Sea Mother continued.

“In the last great war, the Ash Plane suffered the most severe damage under Danaila’s united counterattack. Repeatedly enduring heavy blows makes it quite likely to face the collapse you mentioned.”

Hearing these remarks, the Dark Night Mother Goddess expressed her agreement.

The Ash Plane had indeed grown restless in recent years, but lacking the power of the Nightmare Plane, misfortune seemed inevitable for it.

Jenny stood silently on the side, listening intently. Upon hearing this, her expression suddenly changed, a reaction that didn’t escape the perception of the other two.

“Jenny, what’s the matter?”

“Nothing, nothing.”

“Heh, don’t trust us?”

Facing their slightly displeased gazes, Jenny hesitated before responding, “I sensed something unusual happening with Sorcerer Ivan.”

“Go on.”

“What kind of situation?”

The Dark Night Mother Goddess and Sea Mother showed no signs of holding back.

Jenny took a deep breath and firmly answered, “Sorcerer Ivan is about to ascend the throne.”

As her words fell, the other two were momentarily stunned. This was truly monumental news. They didn’t doubt Jenny’s claim, but hadn’t anticipated the sorcerer advancing to this stage so swiftly.

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