Sorcerer: I want to be an Academic Prodigy

"That supreme treasure is called the 'Fang Yu Map'----" The Dark Night Mother Goddess ignored whatever he was thinking and directly revealed the name of the treasure, preparing to explain in more detail.

"Divine One, forgive my rudeness, but I don't think you should tell me this information; I can't bear the responsibility."

Ivan had realized this, without caring about anything else, hurriedly interrupted her words, feeling that listening further would risk his life.

"You can." The Dark Night Mother Goddess said firmly.

"Huh? Why me?" Ivan didn't believe it.

"This is guidance from the Mother." The Dark Night Mother Goddess turned her head, staring through the air at the statue of the Mother of Earth Core to express this.

Hearing her words, Ivan didn't know how to argue; before the Mother of Earth Core, the other side wouldn't lie, even if the Mother of Earth Core had passed away.

Ivan couldn't question the Mother of Earth Core either; this answer was flawless.

"If I ever encounter that Fang Yu Map, I can bring it back for you and hand it over to your Earth Core Lineage personally." He had no choice but to begrudgingly agree.

The Dark Night Mother Goddess understood that her willingness was not high, but it was the mother's revelation, and she had to convey it.

Then, the Dark Night Mother Goddess spoke more about the reliable information; the disappearance of the Fang Yu Map was rather inexplicable. It was banished by the strong of the Abyss Plane, Shadow Plane, and Ash Plane during the great battle and no one knows where it was banished to.

With the way those enemies acted back then, it could have been banished to any corner of the world.

Over the years, the Earth Core Lineage has used almost every method available, searched every place they could think, but to no avail; they've nearly lost hope.

As Ivan listened, he thought to himself, by what merit or capability could he fulfill this commission?

Could it be the initial formation of the Celestial Web?

Or perhaps it is related to the power of wisdom?

It is true, he recently nurtured the Prophet's Treasure Tome with the power of wisdom to an intermediate Original Force Treasure, a huge leap from before.

But the treasured item of the Earth Core Vein is of such a high-grade, how could a mere intermediate Original Force Treasure foresee it?

"It's good that you accept." The Dark Night Mother Goddess sighed in relief, seeing he bore no grudge.

"Agreeing is one thing, but I can't promise anything." Ivan hastily supplemented.

Seeing this, the Dark Night Mother Goddess could not force him, with prior conflicts existing, she did not expect the other party to suddenly become proactive; this matter could only be approached slowly, expressing her intention today, leaving the results for the future.

One can only say that destiny plays tricks on people.

...

Endless Spirit Workshop.

The days until the election of the Master of Workshop Realm were getting shorter, and the time within the Endless Spirit Workshop seemed to have been wound up, making the Great Workshop Masters feel that time was speeding up.

Who will be the ninth Great Workshop Master?

How will the election for the Master of Workshop Realm commence, and who will ultimately secure the position?

These questions deeply troubled the Great Workshop Masters.

"Rumble rumble rumble."

On this day, the ground suddenly shook violently, and a significant change occurred within the Endless Spirit Workshop, a new region was being formed, drawing attention.

Those in the know understood that only the birth of a new Great Workshop Master would cause the plane to automatically develop a new region.

In other words, the ninth Great Workshop Master of the Endless Spirit Workshop had finally emerged.

"Subordinate greets the Workshop Director, sorry to keep you waiting."

At the same time, atop a certain mountain peak, a long-sealed white palace opened, and a colossal figure stepped out, bowing immediately upon seeing those waiting outside.

This respectful attitude was as always.

"Hahaha, good job, usually you seem so dull, turns out you are a person of inner talent, Dante! You've been too low-key before, even I was blind to it, you're better than Martin, haha."

Locke kept assessing the person in front of him, brimming with laughter, and was generous with his praise.

No wonder he was happy, Dante's remarkable advancement to the Ancient King was something he hadn't anticipated, undoubtedly, Dante gave him an unexpected surprise.

Indeed, Dante was the current ninth Great Workshop Master of the Endless Spirit Workshop.

"No, no, Martin had some minor hiccup, delaying him a bit; he should reach this step soon." Hearing this, Dante instead spoke on Martin's behalf.

"Listening and understanding, not bad not bad, you're now a Great Workshop Master as well; being too silent and reserved won't do, let the past be the past, you don't have to be bothered by it."

Locke was still full of joy.

He knew Dante was taciturn because he had suffered at the Sin Extinguishing Giant Mill; it was he who had personally sent him there in the first place.

Time changes all; the rights and wrongs of the past had faded like smoke.

"Workshop Director, I'm telling the truth, give Martin a little more time, he will soon make successful advancements as well; I can sense it," Dante emphasized.

"Really?"

"Really."

"Hopefully, he'll make it in time, let's go, I'll take you to assume control of the area you'll manage in the future."

Upon hearing this, Locke's eyes sparkled, though he knew in his heart Martin might not make it in time—no one knew if the election for the Master of Workshop Realm would begin immediately.

Then, the two led their subordinates down the mountain, heading to the newly formed region.

By the time they arrived at the new area, many people were already waiting there; upon seeing the two appear, several Great Workshop Masters' expressions became unhappy.

"You go ahead, I'll have a chat with them."

Locke was unfazed; he glanced at the newly formed Sin Extinguishing Giant Mill and signaled Dante to proceed to authenticate.

Once Dante moved towards the Sin Extinguishing Giant Mill at the center of the region, Locke flew over to a large rock on the side where a group of Great Workshop Masters was gathered, led by Tosh, Powell, Wu Lei, and Di Wei.

"Yo, all the Great Workshop Masters are here."

Locke knew these four had long reached an agreement to jointly suppress others, trying to secure the position of the Master of Workshop Realm for one of them, not leaving it for another Great Workshop Master.

But there was only one position, which was actually somewhat laughable.

"Locke, you'd better wise up, or there won't be good consequences for you," Tosh coldly warned.

The other three also didn't have good intentions in their gazes; they remained silent, but their meaning was the same.

"So you are convinced the position of the Master of Workshop Realm is already in your pocket? Haha, then we'll see how that goes." Seeing the four not even pretending; their conversation fruitless, Locke had nothing more to say.

"Hmph! Just wait and see."

The few didn't leave; they kept an eye on the happenings on the other side.

Not far away, Dante soon completed merging with the Sin Extinguishing Giant Mill, taking control of the new region, meaning he officially became the ninth Great Workshop Master.

Sure enough, after the nine Great Workshop Masters gathered, the Endless Spirit Workshop experienced more wondrous situations.

In the sky, black and white mists began to materialize, accompanied by bursts of lightning, the thunder flashes were also black and white as if something was brewing.

How could those present not understand that this phenomenon was surely related to the election of the Master of Workshop Realm, causing their hearts to leap?

However, unexpectedly, the mists continued to swirl and grow denser, eventually forming a giant mill shape, yet it did not stabilize.

A day passed.

Two days passed.

----

Nine days passed.

To the Great Workshop Masters below, nine days was insignificant, but at this moment, it felt like agony to the mind.

No one left yet.

Until the increasingly heavy mists suddenly split into two clusters of force, the power slithered like snakes, disappearing in the blink of an eye, too fast to see where it went.

"This----"

In the next moment, familiar rumbling sounds echoed, and the noise seemed to be from two places, leaving the Great Workshop Masters below dazed.

In this very moment, two more Great Workshop Masters emerged, undoubtedly complicating the situation even more.

Locke quickly regained his senses, whispering hurriedly to Dante beside him, immediately confirming one of them was Martin; though unclear about the underlying reasons, it was indeed a fortunate event.

Afterward, the two hurried towards the other side, racing to the newly formed regions, hoping to gain another ally.