The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 588 Tianzhu Mountain Holy City

Mount Tianzhu was originally the highest peak on the continent of Valen, but compared to Mount Tiantang, which hangs upside down on the top of Mount Tianzhu, it seems rather small.

The pure white Paradise Mountain, surrounded by clouds, radiates a holy and dazzling light, almost like a second sun in Valencia.

Moran originally believed that the ancient Valen people, who once revered witches as sorcerers and were protected by them, so easily became believers in the Temple of Light after the angels descended, and even described witches as evil beings, becoming accomplices in the temple's persecution of witches, completely demonstrating the inferior nature of humanity in the primitive era.

But when she actually saw Paradise Mountain with her own eyes, she suddenly understood.

Even someone like her with no faith felt an urge to prostrate herself in worship when she saw Mount Paradise, a feeling completely different from seeing Mount Paradise in pictures before.

At that time, humanity simply changed from worshipping witches who were more powerful than themselves to worshipping angels who were even more powerful than witches.

Humans who have not yet forged their own magical path can only rely on spellcasters who are more powerful than themselves, venerating them as leaders and gods, hoping that they will save them from suffering.

The angels who resided high on Mount Paradise, in the eyes of people of that era, did indeed seem to be representatives of the gods.

Only when they themselves can master magic and defend against crises will they understand that angels are just more powerful spellcasters, and gods are just a deception, and that their fate can be in their own hands.

At this point, the Valen people no longer had fertile ground for faith to take root and flourish.

People without faith will have a completely different mindset when they look at Tiantang Mountain.

After the initial shock, Moran's eyes were filled with nothing but curiosity:
"How did the angels manage to bring such a mountain to Valen?"
This mountain looks bare, with nothing on it, and it has a strange upside-down structure. Would it be comfortable to live on it?

No matter how oppressive Heavenly Mountain is, it is still just a mountain several times larger than Heavenly Pillar Mountain. Can it house so many angels?
"Could that be the breach created by Lady Anita's firework magic bomb? It's smaller than I expected!"

Unfortunately, to date, apart from angels, no other race has ever been to Paradise Mountain.

Information about the interior of Paradise Mountain is virtually nonexistent.

Moran's questions remain unanswered for the time being.

If Moon Harbor is a city full of romance and freedom, then Holy City can only evoke words like solemnity, majesty, and holiness.

"Let's settle down in the Holy City first!" Moran's gaze finally shifted from Paradise Mountain to the city on Tianzhu Mountain.

From the roads to the houses, even the vegetation, everything is either white or gold.

Despite being built on a mountain, there is no trace of the original land; the entire city is spotless.

Even the people in the city wore light-colored clothes.

It is said that in the past, when this was a city only fanatics were qualified to come to, wearing any color other than white or gold in the holy city would violate the precepts and result in being expelled from the holy city.

It's much better now, but it's still mainly white and gold, occasionally mixed with some light yellow, light blue, light green, light pink, etc.

Compared to the monotonous architecture and clothing style of the holy city, Moran felt that the plants in the city were much more interesting.

The sacred radiance tree, rarely seen elsewhere, is only used as a roadside tree here.

Especially the widest staircase in the holy city, the Staircase of Light that leads directly from the foot of the mountain to the gate of heaven, is flanked by sacred trees, each one a thousand years old.

The thick tree trunk is as transparent as crystal, and it looks like it's sap-rich.

No wonder so many white witches don't want to leave once they arrive.

The sap of the Holy Radiance Wood, which can only be collected by those with a strong affinity for the Light Element, is the main ingredient for brewing the Blessed Elixir. Just one sip of the Blessed Elixir will make a person mentally sharp, doubly lucky, and divinely aided in everything they do for the next hour.

A single dose of the Felixir costs at least ten gold coins, and it is often in short supply.

While few potion-making witches can craft Felix Felicis, a simple extraction of the sap from the Holywood yields Holywood Essence, which has a similar effect to Felix Felicis, albeit a significantly weaker one. A small bottle of Holywood Essence costs around 10 magic coins.

Such precious materials are readily available throughout the Holy City, making it a paradise for the White Witch to fleece people.

Upon seeing the abundant sap reserves of the Holy Radiance Wood in the city, Moran couldn't help but start calculating when the next full moon would be, as she would definitely come to collect some of the sap then.

She has now fully embraced the role of the White Witch.

Who knows if there are angels secretly watching over this holy city that is so close to Mount Paradise and built under the supervision of angels!
Next, let's go find the local witches and ask them for information!

Moran, riding a broom, landed outside a tea restaurant called "Sacred Song Lily of the Valley".

She learned from the witches' group chat that the Holy Song Lily of the Valley Tea Restaurant was the only shop in the Holy City run by witches.

Besides selling tea and snacks, they also sell a wide variety of novels and picture books from all over Warren.

The witches who settled in the area often came to the tea restaurant to pass the time, and gradually, it became a regular gathering place for witches in the Sacred Mountain region.

As a witch who has just arrived in the Holy City, it's perfectly normal for her to come to the tea restaurant to find her fellow witches and inquire about the situation.

As soon as Moran opened the door, a pot of lily of the valley by the door began to sing softly. But as soon as she went inside and the door closed, the lily of the valley's song stopped abruptly.

The fact that the hymn lily was so well-trained made Moran, who was about to let go of the doorknob, silently put her hand back down.

Open the door.

“Eeya eeya ya…”

Close the door.

“…Eeya—”

"Strange, how did they achieve such precision?" Moran also found no trace of alchemical runes on the door or the Holy Song Lily of the Valley. The wind was different when the door was opened and closed. How could the Holy Song Lily of the Valley be so precisely linked to the door?

Open, close, open, close...

"Eee-yah, ee-yah-yah—"

“Eeeee——”

"Yeah yeah--"

"Ugh! This is so annoying!" Saint Lily of the Valley suddenly roared.

Moran froze, fiddling with the doorknob: "You can talk?"

"What's so strange about a singing lily of the valley that can talk?" Holy Song Lily of the Valley said matter-of-factly, "Go inside, don't delay my work!"

"Little Lanlan! Time to remove the fertilizer!"

A voice carrying a hint of threat came from above. Saint Song Lily of the Valley shuddered and said to Moran in a fawning tone, "Welcome, Miss Witch. My noble, beautiful, and generous mistress, Lady Garona, is waiting for you on the second floor. Please come up!"

Moran: "..."

The restaurant was a duplex, and on the second-floor railing, a witch was smiling at her.

Seeing her looking over, she waved to her: "Hello, little one! I'm Garona, the owner of this restaurant."