From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

In the Spirit Realm, an intangible force left traces on the pale blue Spiritual Power, transforming it into entirely different forms. Soon after, they vanished like bubbles, difficult to keep shaped and intact.

“It seems there’s some error in the manipulation, strange…”

Karl attempted to sculpt a new body within the Spirit Realm.

Irene could reincarnate because her soul inherently possessed vitality, allowing it to manifest all characteristics of a living being directly within a flesh and blood body.

If that was the case, he could not help but wonder further some time ago. If Irene’s soul was infused into a non-flesh body, could she be resurrected in a non-human form and descend into the world once again?

Thus, Karl gazed at the nearly dissipating Spiritual Power, trying to combine them like he always did with runes, breaking and recasting them, building sand into towers.

It was as if he painted in the sky, outlining a brand new body made entirely of Spiritual Power. It would not be a true human of flesh and blood but a special and mysterious existence.

“If I really succeed, perhaps I could call the reborn her a Divine Envoy, a mystical existence created by my very hands.”

“A life form made up of pure Spiritual Power will have none of the weaknesses of a flesh and blood body while possessing several times the Spiritual Power, making Irene even more powerful than she was in life.”

“However, without the stability of a flesh and blood body, such a mysterious existence will dissolve quickly, unable to last long at all.”

Karl silently reconstructed the new Divine Envoy Irene, even though it took a lot of time to construct once, but time was in fact the most inexhaustible resource to him.

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Irene’s soul smiled, staring calmly at the deity she deeply revered inside her heart.

She could feel an indescribable happiness in the depths of her heart, almost utterly engulfing her!

Finally, she could exist forever with the great deity.

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The newer generation of the Fischer family, Christine and Karno, had both stepped onto the God Pantheon stairway.

First, Christine, who was wheelchair-bound, embarked on the Path of Authority, acquiring the Power of Consecution “Servant.”

She was adept at calculation and even better at understanding hearts and sensing emotions; although seated in a wheelchair, it did not hinder her brilliance.

Despite her young age, Christine had already begun to be involved in the family affairs, and so everyone gave the adorable yet pitiful silver-haired girl a nickname, “Little Steward.”

Christine was different from ordinary people, inherently bound to the destiny “Destroyer’s Lover,” which meant anyone who fell in love with her was likely to be doomed.

“It’s not that it’s meaningless, but one shouldn’t dabble in such wicked things. The benefits are also very uncertain…”

Thus, without hesitation, Karl changed the “Destroyer’s Lover.”

Karl drew the Destiny’s Trajectory for her repeatedly, and the first Destiny’s Trajectory obtained was “Withering Flower.”

The owner of “Withering Flower” is almost a scourge to all plants; any plant touched by the owner would wither rapidly, yet typically it has no use.

“A specialized type of Destiny’s Trajectory, huh…”

Karl fell into thought.

He once again manipulated Destiny’s Trajectory.

The next Destiny’s Trajectory was “Peeking Eye.”

He quickly realized that it was a Destiny’s Trajectory very suitable for Christine. A person with the “Peeking Eye” could directly see through others’ talents and gifts, and even their character.

For Christine, who excelled at management, it was like a tiger growing wings, a Destiny’s Trajectory that would ensure a healthier development for the Fischer family in the future.

Christine was ecstatic, her face illuminated with an unceasing smile.

“Great Lord of the Lost, as your faithful servant, I will manage the Fischer family’s affairs well in the future!”

Although she was still young, the precocious Christine already had a strong sense of duty to work hard to take over Uncle Byrne’s responsibilities in the future.

She was very aware that she couldn’t possibly fight on the front lines, so the only option was to assist the family from the rear.

The next person to step onto the God Pantheon stairway was Karno Fischer.

Everyone initially thought Karno would take the Path of Calamity or the Path of Conquest, or there was a very slight chance for the Path of Shadow.

Byrne, not skimping on the education of mystical knowledge, led to a basic understanding among the Fischer family members with the Power of Consecution about the various Paths.

To everyone’s surprise, the path Karno ultimately chose was neither the Path of Calamity nor the Path of Conquest.

Though he was very good at fighting, he was not at all emotional. Instead, he had a kind of Lucius-like laziness, often knocking down mischievous kids with a smile and tossing them into dung pits.

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He beat those unruly children, not merely because their mockery of his disability annoyed him, but more so to teach them a lesson, lest they commit greater mistakes in the future.

Thus, Karno struck back and later became the king of the town’s children.

But deep down, he didn’t care much about most things; even though he had subdued many troublesome children, he didn’t feel losing their admiration would matter.

He even expressed a lack of pursuit for power, saying something so astonishing that no one could understand.

“I think, even living a lifetime as an ordinary person isn’t such a bad thing. Even the Extraordinary Exponents lead tiring lives. After all, we’re all merely people bound by certain things.”

So, he finally embarked on a path no one had ever traveled before.

The Path of Revelation.

Consecution Power “Enlightened One”!

In the Spirit Realm, its image is a girl with her eyes covered by a black cloth, sitting indifferently at the center of a scale, her demeanor exuding a transcendent calm.

“The Path of Revelation?”

Karno murmured to himself, his thoughts a mystery.

Byrne was stunned too, finding it incredibly unbelievable. It was the Path of Revelation, a path no one in the family had ever set foot upon, and yet Karno had managed to step onto it.

“Karno, you’ve actually stepped onto The Path of Revelation?”

The others were also surprised, delighted, and shocked. However, since the ceremony was still ongoing, nobody dared to speak rashly. They waited until the ceremony was over before officially discussing the matter in the family hall.

In the Fischer family hall, Byrne wore a smile and nodded as he said:

“For decades, our family has finally seen someone walk the Path of Revelation! Karno, very good!”

“Ah? Am I the only one on the Path of Revelation?”

Karno was stunned for a moment.

Byrne nodded with a smile, looking at the puzzled Karno, and happily said, “In that case, all the thirteen steps on the God Pantheon stairway corresponding to the thirteen Spiritual Gateways are now set upon by someone.”

“The Path of Revelation is the most special one, I had always wondered what kind of person could walk such a path.”

After a moment of confusion, Karno asked, “Ah? What kind of person am I then?”

Byrne clapped him on the shoulder and said with a smile:

“Karno, the great Lord of the Lost would not be mistaken; I hope you walk far on this path. As for what kind of person you are, I believe you have the answer.”

“Even without a definitive answer right now, it doesn’t really matter. You still have plenty of time to find it.”

Karno fell into a second of deep thought, then shook his head, laughing and no longer dwelling on the matter.

It didn’t really matter what kind of person he was.

Whether he came to terms with it or not, it wouldn’t bring about any change.

According to the rules recorded in the Lost Scriptures left by Irene, the late-night dinner after each ceremony was a very sumptuous feast.

Before the official start of the evening’s banquet, Karno and Christine snuck away to an unused room, the twin brother and sister having been inseparable until they started sleeping in separate beds two years prior.

Christine, seated in her wheelchair, narrowed her eyes and sized up Karno for a while before pouting and saying:

“Honestly, I’m a bit envious of you! Karno! After all, you, fool that you are, have actually stepped onto the most special step in the God Pantheon stairway, and I’m a bit upset! No, very upset!”

Karno chuckled softly, whispering, “There’ll be lots of tasty food at midnight, after all, there’s a banquet coming up. Christine, shall we sneak into the kitchen now and grab a bite of something?”

Christine exhaled deeply, shaking her head as she said:

“I’m talking serious business with you, Karno!”

Karno was taken aback; he shook his head and exclaimed loudly, “Eating is not serious? Please, don’t underestimate the importance of eating.”

Christine couldn’t understand, finding it unreasonable, she said, “Could eating possibly be more important than extraordinary power?”

Karno nodded without hesitation, responding, “I think they’re about equally important—sleep, extraordinary beings, extraordinary power, they’re all pretty much the same in terms of importance.”

Christine was somewhat at a loss for words, realizing as they grew up, the gap in their values was also widening.

In fact, Karno’s mentality was a bit too detached.

Christine furrowed her brow, suddenly struck by a thought and muttered, “Could it be this kind of mentality that enabled him to step onto the Path of Revelation?”

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