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Chapter 390: Chapter390-Joining Golden Holy Mountain

"Lord Chanelle."

"It has been a long time, Lord Chanelle."

Daniel and the others bowed in unison, their posture respectful.

The small sword Chanelle had once given Daniel had saved his life at a critical moment.

Afterward, Chanelle had repeatedly supported him during headquarters council meetings and had never shown the slightest doubt in him.

Daniel remembered all of these favors in his heart.

"My lord,"

Daniel slowly spoke.

"We returned this time also to discuss matters related to improving our treatment."

Back when he had still been only a demi-sage, he had already obtained treatment equivalent to a peak Divine-grade member.

James and Mosi, meanwhile, had merely been registered members.

Now that all of them had advanced, and he himself had stepped into the Divine Sovereign realm, it was time to redefine the status they deserved.

The Endless Starsea never pitied seniority.

It only recognized strength!

Whoever held heavier authority would have the louder voice.

Hearing this, Chanelle nodded.

"All of you, follow me. I will personally take you to negotiate treatment worthy of your strength."

He was actually going to personally lead Daniel and the others to apply for their upgraded treatment.

Given his status as a T7 Oracle-grade and a great Oracle-grade existence, this gesture was no different from treating the three of them as his own direct students.

Daniel, James, and Mosi exchanged glances. Each could read the emotion in the others’ eyes.

They did not refuse. Silently, they followed behind Chanelle and walked toward Golden Holy Mountain’s member administration office.

It was a towering palace, with countless powerhouses coming and going inside.

Chanelle’s appearance immediately caused a commotion.

"Lord Chanelle actually came in person. Is it because of those powerhouses behind him?"

"To be personally guided and received by a great Oracle-grade... what kind of treatment is this?"

"Could they be descendants of some core big shot?"

"What the hell? Look carefully. Doesn’t that look like Faustus and James?"

"So that’s it. No wonder they can receive this kind of treatment."

The name Faustus did not only resound throughout the Myriad-Star Cosmos. By now, his deeds had also spread among the various universes.

Especially in the Canaan Starfield of the Myriad-Star Cosmos, Faustus’s reputation was incomparably famous!

However, much of that fame carried hostility and resentment!

During the time he had been trapped in the Chaosverse, Daniel’s puppet clone had commanded countless players and nearly brought all the small worlds of the Visca Galaxy under his control, madly extracting resources without regard for cost, like a swarm of locusts sweeping across a wheat field.

His harvest had indeed been astonishing, but it had also drawn a tide of hatred toward him.

Who knew how many powerhouses and forces he had offended? There were even colleagues from Golden Holy Mountain who had suffered losses beneath the merciless iron hooves of the players.

However, those voices had never managed to surface.

The Strength of Chanelle’s faction was like an invisible iron wall, firmly blocking all questioning and blame outside the door.

Those people were furious over Faustus’s actions, but they could only swallow their anger back down.

And now, Chanelle had personally appeared and walked into the palace side by side with Faustus and the others.

This was no different from publicly declaring to all powerhouses:

They are under my protection.

You had better be smart.

The instant Chanelle stepped into the hall, a high-grade steward hurried forward to greet him.

The steward himself possessed considerable strength, being at peak Divine-grade.

But his eyesight was sharper than his Rank.

He merely glanced at the young yet steady figures behind Chanelle and immediately understood. He bowed at once.

"Lord Chanelle, you have actually come in person... Please come in. Honored guests, please come in as well."

"Mm."

Chanelle gave a low response.

The group entered the palace.

The palace was embedded with exquisite spatial formations. Although its exterior was not ostentatious, the interior contained an entirely different world.

Every entrant would be guided into an independent compartment, private and solemn.

Inside each compartment were several stewards and one presiding officer.

Chanelle stopped and said to the people behind him,

"James, Mosi, step forward first."

"Display your strength. Let them witness it with their own eyes."

Golden Holy Mountain had a fairly rigorous promotion process.

Although Chanelle held great authority, he could only directly raise someone to the treatment level of peak Divine-grade.

If they wanted anything higher, they had to follow the rules!

James and Mosi exchanged a glance, then stepped forward in response.

Boom!

Boom!

The two unfolded their sage ranks without holding anything back.

Two Divine Radiant Grade auras surged up like tides at the same time, one on the left and one on the right, pressing every inch of air inside the compartment until it felt heavy. Even the candle flames tilted slightly beneath the invisible force.

"Divine Radiant Grade powerhouses."

The presiding officer hurriedly raised his hand, a thin layer of sweat already forming on his forehead.

With Chanelle present, how could he dare make things difficult in the slightest?

"They may be granted Divine Radiant Grade treatment."

James and Mosi both looked toward Chanelle at the same time.

Chanelle’s brow lifted almost imperceptibly.

It was an extremely subtle movement, but it was enough for James to understand.

He immediately cleared his throat and spoke with a certainty that could not be ignored.

"Uh... my lord, what we hope to obtain is Divine Sovereign Grade treatment."

Divine Sovereign Grade?

The presiding officer’s eyes widened.

They had the strength of Divine Radiant Grade, yet they wanted Divine Sovereign Grade treatment?

"Divine Sovereign Grade?"

His tone carried unconcealable shock. He was just about to refute them when Chanelle interrupted.

"When these two young powerhouses were still demi-sages, they could already cross Ranks and kill Divine-grade enemies."

"Now that they have reached the Divine Radiant realm, suppressing those of the same Rank and defeating Divine Sovereigns across Ranks should not be difficult for them. Is it excessive to grant them Divine Sovereign Grade treatment?"

Uh...

Was that not excessive?

The presiding officer’s lips moved several times, but the words on his tongue were swallowed back down.

He looked at Chanelle’s calm expression, then at James and Mosi’s eyes that did not evade him at all.

He had personally felt the strength of the sage ranks James and Mosi had displayed just now. Fighting across Ranks would indeed not be difficult for them.

After a long while, he smiled and waved his hand.

"Very well... you may receive Divine Sovereign Grade treatment."

There was a trace of helplessness in his tone.

He turned and gave several stewards a look. The group of stewards immediately hurried into action, seals rising and falling.

"The treatment upgrade still requires some time. You two should wait for a while."

Chanelle gave James and Mosi this instruction, then turned his gaze toward Daniel.

"Faustus, it is your turn."

Daniel strode forward, but first gave Chanelle a slight bow.

"My lord, I have a follower whose combat power is no weaker than James and Mosi."

"May I ask whether he may also join Golden Holy Mountain?"

"Oh?"

Chanelle’s gaze turned toward Camille, who had been silently following them all this time.

"Camille, unfold your sage rank!"

Daniel spoke.

Camille’s heart warmed.

He knew very clearly that Daniel was paving the way for his future.

Everything a follower had was tied to the one they followed. If Daniel had not been willing to recommend him, Camille would have had no complaints.

Yet Daniel had always treated him as a companion and called him a comrade-in-arms.

Camille took a deep breath, his eyes sharp as swords.

Boom—!

A Divine Radiant Grade aura poured out without reservation, enveloping the entire compartment in a field of fierce sharpness.