I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means

Thinking of this, Lis couldn’t help but entertain some bold ideas.

For example, if other Rule Powers were fused into the Wisdom Rule, would it result in a greater enhancement?

After all, the Wisdom Rule is rather peculiar; it not only enhances Lis himself, but the special Rule Power has no repulsion towards any other rules.

In other words, the Wisdom Rule Power has a special inclusiveness that can assist Lis in mastering any rules.

Even the Abyss Rules as well.

So Lis pondered, since the Wisdom Rule has such special inclusiveness towards other rules, wouldn’t fusing other rules into the Wisdom Rule also face minimal repulsion?

If that’s the case, the limitations for Lis would be much smaller.

For instance, the Father of Oak only successfully fused Wilderness and Nature due to such limitations.

However, Lis also had some concerns.

At least, in the Father of Oak’s experience, He hasn’t tried to separate them after successfully fusing Wilderness and Nature.

He naturally has no relevant experience.

But Lis is different.

What if, after successfully fusing the Wisdom Rule with other rules, problems arise?

For Lis, fusing rules is a means to further enhance the Wisdom Rule, and what if it adversely affects the Wisdom Rule itself? That would be troublesome.

Therefore, some preliminary preparation is necessary.

After making up his mind, Lis did not hesitate and directly immersed himself wholly in comprehending the mysteries of fusion rules.

He could sense that the Father of Oak’s power within the Holy Tree was limited, and it could not keep him in this state of comprehension indefinitely.

Time was of the essence!

...

In Wilderness City,

another month had passed since the Holy Tree withered.

The entire area surrounding the Holy Tree had been forbidden entry by the Oak Council.

Lis remained as before, sitting there quietly, with no change.

A few people were still guarding nearby the Holy Tree.

However, these people were not there for Lis.

They were residents of Wilderness City, deeply affected by the Holy Tree’s withering.

Although the council claimed it was only temporary, and Lis’s actions had been acknowledged by the Father of Oak, they found it hard to accept.

They stayed, hoping the Holy Tree could be reborn soon.

But clearly, as time passed, the Holy Tree showed no sign of change.

It seemed to have truly withered away.

Though they understood it had little to do with Lis, many viewed him with more complexity.

The same happened within the Oak Council.

The Oak Council had no Councilman; most decisions were made by a vote of all the members.

To become a member of the Oak Council, one needed either sufficient strength or to have made special contributions to the Oak Council.

This time, the Holy Tree’s withering dealt a significant blow to the entire Oak Council.

Therefore, the council convened a special meeting for it.

In the grand council chamber of the Oak Council,

"Although Lis has been acknowledged by the Father of Oak, the importance of the Holy Tree to us is too great."

An elder in a dark green robe exclaimed excitedly:

"We cannot let him leave just like that; a price must be paid!"

Clearly, this druid was very dissatisfied with Lis’s actions causing the Holy Tree to wither.

There was a flurry of discussion among the other council members in response.

Indeed, every council member had experience cultivating under the Holy Tree.

To become a council member, each had something beyond ordinary people.

Several, like Audette, had gained strength granted by the Holy Tree.

But receiving all the benefits of the Holy Tree, as Lis now did, had never happened before.

This Holy Tree, belonging to the Oak Council, had all its benefits taken by an outsider like Lis, leaving many feeling discontent.

Even though they knew Lis was not at fault and was recognized by the Father of Oak, it was hard to accept.

Thus, when the elder proposed that Lis must pay a price, many council members, though knowing it unreasonable, did not actively oppose.

Amidst them, Nolan, one of the most senior, watched the council members in front without voicing opposition.

"Eliot, what do you propose to do?"

Another council member inquired.

"Make Lis pay some price as compensation to the council."

Eliot spoke without hesitation.

Clearly, he had contemplated this for a long time, a glint of greed in his eyes.

"We don’t ask Lis to cover all the losses of the Holy Tree, but with its withering, the young must find other places to cultivate."

"And surely the effects won’t be as good as the Holy Tree."

"I think Lis’s Floating City would be a good place, as long as he provides some resources and allows more of the council to access the Floating City."

"Hehe..."

Upon hearing Eliot’s words, Nolan couldn’t help but chuckle softly, somewhat amused by Eliot’s audacity,

Do they really think the Saint Lis has such a temper?

Aiming to extract resources from the Floating City?

Nolan felt helpless, as some in the council were this irrational.

Especially with someone like Eliot, fearless and ignorant of the terror a Demigod strongman controlling a Floating City could bring.

There was no helping it; Eliot was neither a Legend nor particularly skilled.

He had inherited his council position after his father’s passing due to his father’s significant contributions to the council.

Despite Eliot’s emaciated appearance, his age was not even centennial, just a child in Nolan’s eyes.

However, with the impending danger sweeping the Gaia World, fools like Eliot can no longer be tolerated within the council.

Nolan thought so, prepared to discuss these matters with Lord Miles after the meeting.

Just as Nolan was about to refute Eliot’s reckless words, another voice was heard.

"I think Eliot’s suggestion is good; why don’t you discuss this with Lord Lis yourself?"

"...This is the council’s business and should be addressed by the council."

Eliot felt dissatisfied when someone opposed him.

However, he truly lacked the courage to discuss this with Lis personally.

Not even being a Legend, he felt like an ant before Lis, daring not to offend.

Only with the backing of the Oak Council did he dare to speak so boldly.

He looked towards the one who mocked him earlier and paused.

He saw a young and handsome man looking at him disdainfully.

He usually ignored most council members due to his seniority, but this one was different.

Legendary Druid Isidore!

If Audette was the association’s most outstanding talent in recent years, Isidore was the genius of the previous generation.

More importantly, Isidore was a disciple of the Father of Oak, belonging to the council’s most orthodox lineage.

He usually seldom expressed opinions, rarely even attended meetings.

But unexpectedly, he directly opposed him this time.

Eliot was somewhat at a loss, having little confidence confronting Isidore.

"It is, after all, a gift from the Father of Oak to the council..."

Eliot argued, subtly reminding Isidore that as a lineage of the Father of Oak, the Holy Tree’s withering impacted them the most.

"That is the Holy Tree gifted by My Lord; giving it to Lis is also My Lord’s promise!"

"Eliot, where did you get the gall to question My Lord’s will?"

"I...I did not."

Startled at being labeled, Eliot waved his hands in denial.

"Enough..."

Seeing Eliot retreat, Nolan spoke up.