Chapter 1113: The Witches' Foundation and the World Core
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 1113: The Witches' Foundation and the World Core
In the end, I chose not to tell Dean Mei about the concepts related to the "Great Ordinary Spell."
I had only come this time to ask her about the reactions of the Three Top Academies to the recent incident.
The final result was... no reaction at all.
Despite their students using every means to inquire, test the waters, and even conduct investigations that flouted the rules, the academies remained silent.
They were focused on only two things.
First, extracting the final Spark. Second, once the first task was complete, destroying the Main World.
Many of these matters weren't things they could simply decide on a whim. The choice to abandon the Main World was a decision made by the parent branches of those transcendent races—a crucial move to stifle the expansion of the Witches' influence.
The Witches' footprints could span the entire void, and their Primal Dream could cover every corner of the void a Witch stepped into. That was fine, as long as the dream didn't interfere with reality.
However, the Witch race wanted to establish stable void domains and expand their influence beyond their Great Library. That was absolutely forbidden.
It was just like when they had tried to move into the Holy Angel Divine Kingdom Grand Market. They weren't even trying to establish a domain exclusive to Witches; they were merely opening up a market and conducting trade backed by their race, yet they faced immense resistance.
Thus, the Witches' presence in the Main World was a glaring thorn in their side. They would rather destroy a Main World than leave it to the Witch Academy.
Initially, the three great transcendent races could suppress a single Witch Academy. But in recent years, things had developed so rapidly that news couldn't even travel across the void fast enough to keep up.
By the time they heard naturally circulating news, who knew how much time would have passed?
A year might seem like a long time within a single world, but in the context of the entire void, a year was a blink of an eye.
Voyages through the void were arduous. Even short-distance void teleportation between worlds, or traveling from one transcendent race's domain to another, took an indeterminate amount of time.
The limitations of large-scale, long-distance transportation in the void restricted its overall development, but it couldn't stop the conflicts and cooperation between various domains.
* * *
After I left, Mei Lind didn't stay idle.
Though she had handed the planning of the Main World over to Xiao Han, Mei Lind wasn't just sitting around with nothing to do.
On the contrary, she had plenty to attend to.
However, she was no longer preoccupied with matters on the level of the Main World.
She had been a Dean for so long that her vision had been confined by the Witch Academy, nearly making her forget that she herself was once a Transcendent Witch who roamed the void.
She had simply settled in one corner, but that didn't mean her world was only as large as the Main World.
She could still exert influence beyond its borders.
Void teleportation was exhausting for many experts, but for Witches, it was different.
They had... the Primal Witch.
The Primal Witch was unlike any racial leader known in the void, not just because her power was unfathomably beyond detection, but because of the burden she carried.
She was the "Owner" of the Witch World Great Library, and also its only employee.
That’s right. Only one person was responsible for the operation of the "World Library," which had been converted from an entire Witch Great World.
The Primal Witch "Lilith" was a most diligent employee.
She was bound to stay within that unimaginably vast library, guarding every precious treasure the Witch race had accumulated from its birth to the present.
One might think it impossible for a "single Witch" to maintain such a monumental operation, but the Primal Witch possessed nearly infinite clones!
It was precisely because the race grew stronger and the collective of clones expanded that the Witch race became known as a "freak" of a race even within the void.
Every Transcendent Witch corresponded to a Primal Witch born from the source of their bloodline. This meant that every Transcendent Witch shared a special connection with the Primal Witch.
And so, a "special service" was born.
The one-way pickup service.
Void teleportation was incredibly difficult, but not impossible. An expert as powerful as the Primal Witch, with all the power, skill, and knowledge she had accumulated, could easily pull any Transcendent Witch she could still sense and locate back to the Great Library.
Of course, the "fees" incurred—the energy consumption—had to be borne by the Witch being "fished" back, paid in the form of Mana Sources.
Therefore, the Primal Witch generally wouldn't proactively pull a Transcendent Witch back from some corner of the void; it was almost always done at the Witch's request.
Thus, the Primal Witch became a one-way void anchor for the Great Library.
The Primal Witch could pull you in, but she wouldn't necessarily send you back to a specific location.
Unless it was a different situation entirely.
Like Bai Yu.
After she ascended to the Transcendent level, a clone of the Primal Witch picked her up and brought her to the Great Library for registration. The reason she could return so quickly was because of Dean Mei's recommendation letter.
This was equivalent to Dean Mei's Witch Academy posting a recruitment task and a location anchor with the Primal Witch. Bai Yu only needed to pay the Mana Source fee to be sent back.
After all, the Witch Academy in the Main World was "officially registered" with the Primal Witch, possessing a professional void coordinate anchor.
Otherwise, if one were to take a void vehicle from the Great Library and perform short-distance void jumps between worlds, it would take years to reach the Main World.
Such a thing was utterly unimaginable for any other known transcendent race.
Can you imagine the supreme being of a race or civilization acting as a chauffeur, taking assignments, going on business trips, and providing a private car service?
It was absolutely impossible!
Yet the supreme being of the Witch race, the Primal Witch, treated it as perfectly normal, as if it were simply her duty—though her fees were truly exorbitant.
But compared to the difficulty of void teleportation and the time saved, that cost was negligible!
One could say that this model of the Witch race bred many "Witch race giant babies." But what truly frustrated other races was that even these "giant babies," who knew nothing of the void's hardships, were terrifying combatants when picked out individually.
Even a Transcendent Witch who knew nothing and couldn't answer a single question was at a realm that the geniuses of smaller races could only reach by straining with every fiber of their being.
With enough Mana Sources and a powerful spellbook, a Witch was like a walking spell turret with a wave of her hand.
Meanwhile, those smaller races had to cultivate their power, accumulate energy, and finally master combat techniques to the limit just to match a Transcendent Witch with a basic setup.
This was the foundation of a civilized race—a superior racial model that could afford to let fools, who should have been weeded out by the void, remain active in every corner of it.
This was a common joke other races used to mock the Witches.
Though it sounded harsh, one could hear the envy behind the words.
* * *
Mei Lind left the Main World.
At the Great Library, the largest gathering of Witches in the entire void converged at every moment.
Even though the place didn't provide housing or accommodation.
But Witches who loved learning were not few. This was the Great Library, after all. Although every piece of knowledge and technique had a clear price tag, there were plenty of Witches who weren't short on "money."
Rumor had it that within the endless shelves of the Great Library lived Truth Witches who had made it their home, though few Witches ever saw them.
After all, the Primal Witch—who was even more powerful than a Truth Witch—was right there at the front desk!
So, once a Witch entered the Great Library, they had already seen the greatest sight in the void and had even been served by the Primal Witch herself. That mindset was something no other race possessed.
You say you have to kneel when meeting your race's supreme leader?
Please—I don't even kneel to the Primal Witch. Who do you think you are?
That was the gap.
Furthermore, the Great Library was also the largest "intelligence relay station" in the entire void.
You had no idea where a random Witch you met might have just returned from, what little secrets she held in her heart, or what racial scandals she knew.
Whether a great treasure had appeared somewhere in the void or a void ruin had resurfaced, such classified information was everywhere here.
Some were true, some were false; it was entirely up to one's own discernment.
After all, there were Witches with nasty personalities, and the fact that such Witches could still live well was a testament to the inclusivity of the Witch race itself.
The degree of freedom Witches enjoyed meant that no individual's behavior could be attributed to the entire race.
Except... for the Witches' reputation and their notorious way of doing things.
* * *
At that moment.
The Great Library.
The Front Desk.
"Oh? Interesting. Are you sure you want to do this?" the Primal Witch remarked softly, then looked at Mei Lind.
"Of course!"
"Well, by protocol, I shouldn't bother with this, but I'd like to take a moment to show you something interesting."
"What is it?" Mei Lind asked in surprise. The Primal Witch treated every Witch equally, almost like an emotionless service robot.
She rarely chatted with ordinary Witches unless they approached her first, in which case they would get a Primal Witch who looked at them with utter disdain while talking.
If you were the kind of Witch who actually interested her, you could trigger a "hidden easter egg" and get an enthusiastic Primal Witch to chat with you.
Of course, you could also choose to pay Mana Sources. The Primal Witch would then perform "expression management," and you'd get a Witch with a fake smile to chat with you.
Now, it was clear to Mei Lind that there was a special issue at hand.
"See for yourself. The other party didn't ask to keep this a secret; they even publicized it quite heavily a while ago." With a wave of her hand, the Primal Witch sent a rune carrying a massive amount of information floating toward Mei Lind.
"This is..."
"A Rebel Witch Summoning Order," the Primal Witch said before she could ask. "A while ago, a Rebel Witch came by and caused quite a stir. The incident happened in the Main World where you are. As a Dean, how could you not know about something this big?"
"This..." Mei Lind stared at the summoning order in shock. This was a unique understanding among the Rebel Witch community. When they wanted to do something in the void or push for a major event, they used this method to gather the strength of other Rebel Witches.
"Xiao Han's... Coming-of-Age Ceremony?!"
Although she had heard of this long ago, seeing it officially implemented by that Rebel Witch made her hand tremble instinctively.
"Yes, the Coming-of-Age Ceremony."
"You agreed to this, Lady Primal Witch?"
"Why wouldn't I? It's quite interesting. But that Rebel Witch chose your place as the location. Didn't she tell you in advance?"
"She did, but at the time, I thought the idea was too... bizarre."
"And now?"
"Now? Now that everything has happened, I suppose I can't stop it even if I wanted to. Perhaps... I should also go and prepare the stage that is the Main World?"
Mei Lind spoke with a hint of bitterness. She felt she had been a rather incompetent Dean...
"It's good that you think that way. I'll send a gift to your Main World as well, as a token of my expectations for it."
As Primal Witch Lilith spoke, a strange phenomenon erupted from the Great Library behind her.
Such a commotion naturally drew the attention of the countless Witches present.
After all, the Great Library was usually peaceful. With the Primal Witch presiding, it was impossible for things to get out of hand. Moreover, fighting was strictly forbidden; otherwise, the Primal Witch would personally come to "mediate."
All the Witches watched the circular "creation" condensing in the air above the reception desk. The surging mana made every Witch's heart skip a beat.
It was a magnificent starry sky, like the reflection of an entire world, leaving countless Witches yearning.
It wasn't until the "item" landed in front of Mei Lind that the crowd snapped out of their daze.
"This... this is!"
"A World Core?! The kind that can only be forged by those above the Saint Realm, capable of commanding an entire world?!"
Everyone stared at the creation reflecting the galaxy, their hearts filled with shock!
Above the Saint Realm lay the "World Lord" level, a realm that existed only in theory—a powerful existence that treated an entire world like a toy in their palm.
Rumor had it that the Primal Witch was at such a level, but unfortunately, the path she walked was one no one could imitate.
Mei Lind was even more stunned. She had only come to push forward her plans outside the Main World.
And yet, after meeting the Primal Witch, the other woman had handed her this right off the bat?!
"Take it. Consider it my investment in the Main World. Haven't you mastered World Repair techniques? Hurry back and fix up that Main World of yours. Use this as the world material." As if she didn't care at all, the Primal Witch began shooing the Witches away as soon as she had delivered the gift.