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Madness Apostle

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Bruhdamante · Fantasy
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White Corpse City

Through a wide range of spiritual essence gathering Fae, native spirit beasts, native spirit plants, Inscription Attributed Fae, Array Attributed Fae, Source Water, Spiritual Sands, Metal Souls, and possibly even specialized environment and domain-type Fae, it was possible to "recreate" a Fae Ground to some degree.

A replica created by a mortal Sect, would not even be able so show 1% of the original power that belongs to a True Fae Ground, while a Fae Ground replica created by an Immortal Sect, could at most, show roughly 15% of a Fae Grounds true original might.

Creating the landscape, and then using an enormous amount of specially Attributed spiritual essence gathering Fae to replicate even a portion of the natural spiritual essence was important, but even more so, was the Fae materials, spirit beasts and spirit plants that existed within the Fae Ground.

All things in creation emitted a differing amount of spiritual essence. Having all of these Corpse Attribute existences living within the Corpse Shore replica created a pseudo-self sustaining ecosystem, that theoretically should last thousands of years.

Up until the point where the spiritual essence gathering Fae either died, or were failed to be replaced, or some calamity occurred killing off a majority of the population.

An actual Fae Ground, would possess its own Laws. Laws that exceeded the limits of even Arthur's previous life. It was a self-generating, self-perpetuating environment, capable of sustaining its inhabitants for hundreds of thousands, possibly even millions of years!

Just like Sovereign Boundary Physiques, Fae Grounds were unique in the Thirty Three Heavens. However, unlike Sovereign Boundary Physiques, were were created by the hands of the Myriad Races, Fae Grounds were naturally occurring existences that could not be created by Fae Masters.

Even former Rank 9 Fae Immortals had never created a Fae Ground before.

The secrets of Fae Grounds were one of the Thirteen Great Fae Mysteries that existed throughout the Thirty Three Heavens, and many Fae Immortals had tried and failed to unravel the mysteries they contained....

Arthur had seen dozens of different types of Fae Grounds over the course of his previous life, and knew that Fae Grounds were extremely mystical existences. Being facets of the heavens and the earth, they possessed innate Laws far beyond even the Myriad Race members, and kept secrets, far older, and far more mysterious than anything Arthur had experienced before.

They also possessed their own spirituality, meaning that they were technically alive.

Arthur had received the Source Water from the Falling Snow River once before, and knew that Fae Grounds were much wiser, and much more omnipotent than any Fae Master he had ever seen....

At any rate-.

"What type of Fae is that?".

"I've never seen these Fae materials before!".

"Is it Corpse Attributed? Hmm? Flesh Attributed? What's the difference?".

"Thought Attribute.... Corpse Attribute.... Desire Attribute.... Bone Attribute.... Blood Attribute.... Flesh Attribute... even Life Attributed Fae can be found here!?".

Considering that this was a City created by Fae Masters, in order to derive a profit from Fae Masters, the vast majority of businesses were related to catering for Fae Master needs.

White Corpse Spirit Beast Store.... Myriad Taste Restaurant.... Dominion Spirit Plant Outlet.... Corpse Refinement Pagoda.... Returning Galaxy Auction House.... Slave Market.... Azure Planet Auction House.... Corpse Nurturing Gardens.... Spirit Boat Dock.... Flavour Palace Restaurant.... Cadaver Research Facility....

There were just too many businesses, all of them catering to the needs of Fae Masters.

Arthur had to admit, than in terms of mortal Sects, the White Dominion Sect was a top-tier powerhouse with extremely deep foundations. The quality of their Corpse Shore replica was unfathomable, and even without constantly replenishing, would probably survive for another few thousand years....

Nyssa had to hold Milena's hand, to prevent her from wandering into any random stores. The young woman had just been awakened to an entire new world of Corpse Attributed existences!

A seed of longing had already sprouted in her heart, and a desire to attain even higher limits of the path of Corpses had already taken root within Milena.

Arthur just patted her on the shoulder, smiling slightly.

"It's fine to feel excited. Just remember that we've got business to attend to beforehand. Not to mention, we have to check into a inn as well".

Milena turned slightly red in the face, but nodded, her eyes returning to the numerous facilities and buildings all along the roadside.

There were places where one could nurture Corpses, and facilities that could even help enhance the strength of corpses! The main area of study that the White Dominion Sect prided itself in was the School of Mummification and the School of Adaptation.

Both aimed at enhancing the strength and abilities of Corpses, although did so in different manners.

Breaking off into two groups, Eric, Nyssa, Parvan, Iryna, Zlatanna and Helga headed towards an Inn that Arthur had suggested. It was relatively far away from the centre of the City, but the accommodations were even nicer than their own homes back in Parachenko Village.

Arthur had previous visited their business before during his times in White Corpse City.

Himself, Milena and Dagen all headed towards the Returning Galaxy Auction House, Arthur not keen on wasting an extraordinary amount of time within the City.

There weren't too many things that could peek Arthur's interests within White Corpse City. At least there wasn't a lot of Fae, or Fae materials that interested him.

Information on the other hand.... was certainly something only valuable in the eye of the beholder.

Glancing towards Milena and Dagen, he narrowed his eyes at them and kept his tone low.

They had already passed numerous Fae Masters, the vast majority of whom were Rank 1 and Rank 2 Fae Masters. Milena and Dagen had already seen a half a dozen Rank 3 Fae Masters, and even one Rank 4 Fae Master walking proudly with his disciples in tow.

He too barred the symbol of the White Dominion Sect....

Despite the fact that the City itself was relatively safe, being surrounded by so many unknown Fae Masters still made Dagen slightly on edge. Hearing Arthur's words, only made him even more cautious.

"While we are in the Returning Galaxy Auction House, don't make any sudden moves. Try your best not to make any outward emotions, and whatever you do, don't tell them anything about where we found what we found. They probably already have our names and faces, but don't give them anything more than what you can. Otherwise, you'll be the one who loses in the end".

Both Milena and Dagen seem slightly perturbed by Arthur's words, and he lowered his voice even more, to just above a whisper.

"The Returning Galaxy Auction House is an existence that has connections in the other Thirty Three Heavens. It was founded by a Rank 9 Fae Immortal..... Despite the fact that this is only a mortal branch, they still cannot be trifled with".

Milena and Dagen stiffened when they heard Arthur's words.

A.... Rank 9.... Fae Immortal!?

That was....

The unexperienced pair glanced upwards towards the large signboard hanging over their heads. The front door was large enough for someone several times their own size to enter, and numerous white garbed men and women entered and exited calmly, without a care in the world.

Arthur nodded slightly before gesturing for the two to follow him inside.

With a thousand years worth of knowledge behind him, Arthur was more than capable of obtaining certain things, without having to give a single Fae or Fae material.

His words were worth more than their weight in gold.