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

The old Priest watched the young man before him with a vigilant expression, not taking his eyes off him for a moment, lest he cause some trouble.

Ever since the last Sanctuary of Chaos stronghold had been burnt down by An Su, the Church Nation was enraged, ordering a strict inspection of fire safety measures at all strongholds. Several heads of strongholds were netted for embezzling materials for the Alchemic Magic Circle and for misappropriating the supply of Water Magic Power.

This time, the old Priest was fully prepared, having equipped the Sanctuary of Chaos stronghold with three fire suppression magic devices and had reset the Water Magic Alchemic Magic Circle; even if An Su suddenly melded with the Fire Element, it could be extinguished in an instant.

An Su felt quite uneasy being stared at by the old man.

He considered himself to be nothing but a simple and kind-hearted Radiant Saint, desiring only to add more warmth and liveliness to everyone's lives.

He flashed a friendly smile at Mr. Priest, and An Su's smile was just as simple and sincere. His lips curved upward slightly, and his pale blue eyes were filled with amiable laughter, sending chills down the spines of those around him.

Especially the Cultists on the ritual platform, whose bodies were about to be seized.

They looked at An Su with even more horror in their eyes.

After a series of consecutive tests, only five believers remained alive on the platform, the rest either had their bodies possessed, or their souls were unable to be restored after soul melding.

That was the nature of the Esoteric Religion; if a believer was eliminated, the organization would crush and drain every organ and even the soul of the individual to make perfect use of it.

These Cultists, who usually engaged in all sorts of evil including murder and plunder, never changed expression no matter how many people they killed. But when faced with life and death, they were no longer so composed, especially since this ritual concerned their own souls.

The only thing they could pray for now was that An Su, like the several geniuses before him, would choose not to meld with a human soul.

An Su was the last tester, and if they could survive this ordeal, they would live.

The Cultists were pale, their pupils trembling as they nervously watched the youth with the delicate smile.

An Su also looked at them, his gaze tinged with a hint of pity and regret, and a faint compassion. Within the depths of his clear, lake-like eyes seemed to lie a deep sorrow, stirring hopes in the hearts of the Cultists.

An Su felt sorrow and regret because he thought the Sanctuary of Chaos was not utilizing its discarded believers efficiently. It would have been nice if they had all been sacrificed.

"Have you chosen your material?" the old Priest asked An Su, "Which body do you plan to invade?"

An Su turned to look at the old Priest and shook his head with a smile, "I choose none."

The five tense Cultists instantly felt relieved, revealing smiles of one who had narrowly escaped death. According to the rules of the Esoteric Religion, those fortunate individuals who survived the experiment would be readmitted into the organization.

This young man was indeed very kind!

The Cultists looked at An Su with eyes full of gratitude.

The Cultists who had escaped death were already fantasizing in their hearts about which small town they should raid to relieve the shock of the day once they returned from the imperial capital.

The Chaotic Elevator had also given up on choosing humans.

The genius Cultists below discussed; this was only to be expected, after all, a genius of Chaos never took the conventional path.

However, no matter how chaotic this youngster might be, it would be difficult for his achievements to surpass those of the Chaotic Elevator, as soul melding with elements was indeed too shocking and unconventional—they had already reached a conclusion in their hearts.

Elf propped her chin in her hand, a smile playing at her lips as she watched the boy on the platform with interest, wondering what kind of performance he would put on this time.

This test had two scoring stages; the first part was the Magic Power Circuit 'Soul Separation', and An Su chanted softly, the pale blue Magic Power rippling outwards, guiding his soul to quickly leave his body.

The separation was swift,

and when An Su's soul appeared in everyone's view, it caused quite a stir.

The sky-blue Spiritual Body fluttered against the night sky as if a corner of the azure heavens had fallen into this dimly lit aristocratic hall. His pure white hair swayed in the wind, rippling waves upon waves.

Despite Merlin's magic serving as a concealment, hiding most of the true form of An Su's soul, it still left the crowd in awe.

The more defined and concrete the shape of a soul, the higher its quality.

Before the Chaotic Elevator, the strongest soul was that of the ocean genius who had melded with an oyster; his soul was so clear that one could discern fingers. Stay tuned with My Virtual Library Empire

The reason why that genius's soul was so strong was that he was born into the Life Ecclesia; he had offered sacrifices and been baptized by the Mother Goddess multiple times, with a soul quality far exceeding others.

The soul of the Chaotic Elevator was clear enough to distinguish individual strands of hair, and one could even faintly make out facial features,

indicating that the strength of the Chaotic Elevator's soul had reached the Fourth Order, even approaching that of a saint.

A Third Order believer with a Fourth Order soul strength meant that his soul surpassed his body; this denoted that he was naturally born for magic, able to learn and devise spells beyond his peers of the same rank.

What the genius Cultists didn't know was that the reason they couldn't see the full features of An Su's soul was merely due to Magic God Merlin's Transformation Spell.

The true nature of An Su's soul had already perfectly manifested its features, having reached the status of a saintly soul.

"Just a slightly better-looking soul quality, but the real test is the actual magic,"