The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

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"What happened next?" An Su asked.

"After that, my dad accidentally caused the dragon race in the border forest to go extinct, so he had to move the sect into the ocean and renamed it, starting to drive sea monsters with summoning magic."

So that was it.

An Su showed a look of realization.

"Later, because Count Karlo bought the harbor and overfished large monsters to make fish soup for his son, the Oceanic Sect could only drive seafood."

Lister continued to supplement.

So that was it.

An Su showed another look of realization and even felt proud. Upon thinking about it, he had resisted the evil cultists since he was a child. He truly was the most devout Radiant Believer.

"Bishop Rada of the Painful Court Gorilla Sect, the new name of your sect is really interesting."

Bram Demigod said to Bishop Rada with a grin that wasn't a smile.
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"Hmph."

Bishop Rada showed a proud expression, completely oblivious to the irony in Bram's tone, and turned to the esoteric geniuses, saying,

"The ritual is ready, this operation is of great importance, to prevent saints from lurking among you, everyone must undergo the Mother Goddess's scrutiny, now follow your own sect's bishop."

The Freshness Son, Lister, followed Bram, while the Serpent of Pain, Arthur, followed Bishop Rada, leaving only the Sanctuary of Chaos without affiliation.

"Where is Bishop Franz of Chaos?" Rada asked with displeasure.

"This time the Hierarchical Holy Daughter is representing the bishop from the Sanctuary of Chaos." Bram said in a sinister tone.

It was the Holy Maiden herself who had come.

The surrounding cultist geniuses showed expressions of shock. Elf, the Hierarchical Holy Daughter of the current era, was the Sanctuary of Chaos's rare genius in a thousand years, a genius who fooled the world with joy and chaos, and had reached the Saintly Rank at a young age.

Recently, it was heard that this Holy Maiden had entered a new realm of chaos; she began to keep a regular schedule, studying seriously every day, which brought tremendous mental pressure to the Chaos Followers. A truly unparalleled genius under the Mother Goddess of Chaos's watchful eye.

When all the flames on the stone columns were extinguished,

The projection of the Hierarchical Holy Daughter descended, hair trailing on the ground, barefoot on the cold floor, in her bright red eyes, flowers seemed to bloom and wither continuously, seductively beautiful and breathtaking.

This was the contemporary Hierarchical Holy Daughter, a genius among geniuses, her indifferent and heartless eyes swept over all the esoteric geniuses with not a hint of disdain or contempt, only the purest indifference. The Hierarchical Holy Daughter did not care for anyone, ants were unworthy of attracting her attention.

Better to go home and solve a few more puzzles.

"The followers of the Hierarchical Cult, come over here." She said casually.

Elf felt these matters were utterly boring.

She didn't want to waste time with these ants.

"Brother of the Stairs, let's go."

The Chaotic Elevator looked at Elf with a gaze mixed with reverence and resentment. The full name of their Sanctuary was the Sanctuary of Chaos and Hierarchical Church, and it was this woman who had stolen the title of 'Chaotic Ladder' that should have been his. Yet, he didn't dare to contend with her.

An Su followed behind the Chaotic Elevator, twenty-four cultists in total, each sect with eight people. Before An Su were 'Chaos Escalator,' 'Chaotic Ladder'... and there was even a guy named 'Chaotic Slide.'

All these names were trademarked by Elf, forcing them to change their titles.

It seemed the Mother Goddess of Chaos was a goddess of failed naming... An Su thought to himself.

The Mother Goddess of Life is goddess of welfare, the Mother Goddess of Chaos is goddess of failed naming, makes sense.

The ritual was about to begin.

It was a rather brief ceremony.

Two bishops and a Holy Maiden chanted in unison, calling for the Mother Goddess's gaze.

The eerie and indescribable atmosphere peaked in an instant.

Priests lit incense, drew symbols with blood, then ignited three human fat candles.

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Each candle represented the gaze of a Mother Goddess, one painted with eyes representing chaos, one with the infant representing life, and one with the skull representing pain. The esoteric geniuses ascended the blood-soaked array along the lengthy stairs, the three tallow candles flickering uncertainly, either flaring up or wavering, some even extinguished.

The Priests made judgments by observing the shapes of the flames.

The extinguishing of one or two candles was of no consequence; it merely indicated that the person did not belong to that esoteric sect. Only if all three candles went out did it pose a significant problem.

This meant that all three Mother Goddesses disliked the individual, and they were certainly a spy sent by others!

If all three candles burnt brightly, it signified that the person was evil to the core, a natural-born cultist.

It was said that the Hierarchical Holy Daughter had all three candles bright, and the flames shone as luminously as daylight.

An Su's expression remained unchanged, while Lister and Arthur next to him began to feel anxious—the two devout Radiant Saints, in the face of such an evil ritual, were certain to expose themselves, and cold sweat poured down immediately.

One after another, the esoteric geniuses passed between the candles, and the Priests took note.

The esoteric prodigies indeed lived up to their name, with at least two candles alight each.

One could preliminarily discern their nature from the shapes,

"Your chaos candle takes on the shape of lightning, signifying that you are destined to shatter all saints like thunder and ascend to the rank of a district's Bishop of Chaos, while your pain candle reveals the form of a whip, indicating you might enjoy being lashed and even favor the sensation of electrocution."

The innermost priest, holding a crystal ball, earnestly prophesied to the brother of the Chaotic Elevator.

Seeing the ritual conducted to such a degree, even predicting the preferences of the cultists, Lister and Arthur grew even more nervous.

All the Painful Court followers finished their turn, and it was now Arthur's.

He swallowed and mustered his courage to walk past the candles.

Alas, his undercover career was about to come to an end.

The three candles flickered gently, yet they did not extinguish.

The pain candle took the shape of an eagle, the life candle the shape of the sun, and the chaos candle the shape of a beautiful maiden,

Shocking the old Priest, who in his many years of conducting the ritual had never seen such bizarre omens.

"The eagle shape indicates your limitless future achievements, capable of becoming the right-hand man to the future pope, the Sect's henchman, and the maiden shape indicates that you have once defeated all women with your beauty, thereby causing tremendous chaos!"

"The three Mother Goddesses seem to hold you in high regard."

Arthur felt that these candles were just inferior products, definitely cheap goods scavenged from some street stall.

All three candles lit up simultaneously, causing quite a stir.

Bishop of Pain Rada looked pleased with Arthur, thinking that he was indeed the scum he had taken a fancy to, not letting him down.

Meanwhile, the Hierarchical Holy Daughter maintained a listless expression.

Such feeble flames did not pose a threat.

However, now that he could become the right-hand man to the future pope, the Hierarchical Holy Daughter also considered recruiting, since the pope's position was, after all, rightfully hers.

When it was Lister's turn, he also swallowed and thought his undercover career was over as he walked past the three candles.

Unexpectedly, his candles shone even brighter than Arthur's.

The pain candle took the form of a savage dog, the life candle the form of the moon, and the chaos candle also took the form of a beautiful maiden.

The old Priest had lived many years, but today he truly saw something new.

Having just witnessed one heavyweight, there came yet another heavyweight omen.

This one, too, would become the right-hand man to the future pope and likewise caused tremendous chaos in the guise of a woman,

But both of them were men?

With two consecutive occurrences of all candles bright, the noise from the esoteric believers grew louder, but the real geniuses seemed indifferent – after all, they had also achieved all three alight, which was no big deal.

Thus, it was An Su's turn to step forward.