Transcending the Magic Era: The Supreme Female Archmage

Inside the Imperial Capital Council Hall, Emperor Ao Jinming sat at the head of the table, his brows furrowed, his gaze sweeping over the dozen or so elders below him who were arguing incessantly.

An elder stood up and said firmly, “Your Majesty, our human race has now produced another mage with full innate spiritual power. Although the grade of her magic orb is somewhat lacking, she is nonetheless the hope for the rise of our human race. I believe that there is no need to bring her to the capital. It is sufficient to keep her hidden among the people and protect her secretly. Too much attention may backfire.”

“That’s right, you all understand the principle of ‘great hermits living in the city,’ right?” an elder immediately chimed in.

Another elder immediately stood up to retort: ​​"However, there are bound to be oversights when protecting someone in secret. If the beastmen discover this, I'm afraid her family might not be able to handle it."

"So what if the beastmen find out? Do you think they'd still dare to openly persecute my human geniuses? Our two races are evenly matched now, so why should we be afraid of them?" an elder said disdainfully.

Another elder curled his lip, "If they won't come openly, won't they come secretly? They certainly don't want to see another Ultimate Dharma Emperor emerge from our human race."

“That’s why the capital is the safest place. Besides, she can receive better training here, so it’s a win-win situation!” another elder chimed in.

At this moment, Ao Jinming, who had remained silent, gently tapped the armrest of the throne. The crisp sound instantly silenced the entire hall. All eyes involuntarily turned to him.

Ao Jinming slowly spoke, "I heard your argument."

He glanced at the elders and said, “I have a proposal—starting this year, the two major academies in the capital will establish seed classes. The candidates for the seed classes will be the top ten children in terms of awakened talent from each of the major cities. The seed classes will be under closed management, which will ensure that they are under our direct protection while avoiding excessive attention from the outside world and causing confusion.”

The hall fell silent as the elders lowered their heads to consider the feasibility of the proposal.

After a moment, an elder expressed his concerns with deep worry: "However, if this news is accidentally leaked and the beastmen find out, then all the children in the seed class will face potential danger. They are all exceptionally talented and promising pillars of our human race."

Ao Jinming's gaze slowly swept over the elders, and he said in a deep voice, "This news is known only to me and the elders present here. If the news has indeed been leaked, then everyone present should first reflect on their own words and actions."

His voice was deep and imposing, making the elders present hesitant to contradict him. Then, Ao Jinming continued, "The Seed Class was established to ensure the future of humanity. Anyone who leaks information will be executed without exception! Their entire family will be exiled to the mining area for life."

The entire hall fell silent instantly. The elders' faces turned solemn, and they all fell silent, suppressing any thoughts they might have had. Ao Jinming's words were like a hammer blow, resounding and intimidating everyone present.

After a long silence, an elder cautiously asked, "If both academies establish seed classes, then which academy should this child with perfect innate spiritual power be placed in?"

"Without a doubt, it's our Holy Light Noble Academy. Is there any other academy with better conditions than ours?" At this moment, an old man who had been sitting in the corner without speaking suddenly spoke up, his tone filled with unquestionable confidence and arrogance.

"You old scoundrel from the Yue family, you're really like a toad yawning—what a big mouth you have. In what way is our Mingxi Holy Academy inferior to yours? Besides, a child with full innate spiritual power is a natural alchemist prospect. Are you an alchemist?" Another old man immediately retorted, his words clearly provocative, which suddenly made the atmosphere tense.

“Puyang Yucheng, you are truly rude and uncouth! Your Mingxi Holy Academy is inferior to our Holy Light Noble Academy! Isn’t that a fact?” the old man surnamed Yue said angrily.

"Ha! Not to mention how many talents our Mingxi Holy Academy has cultivated for the Empire, if it weren't for your shameless poaching of people every time, we would be inferior to you. What a joke!"

Seeing the argument between the two old men escalating, Ao Jinming rubbed his temples, revealing a hint of weariness. "Stop arguing. I won't reveal any information about this child to you. Once she and the other children arrive in the capital, we'll arrange for someone to take them to visit the two academies, and they can choose which one to attend. That's settled! Meeting adjourned!"

As he finished speaking, the arguments in the parliament hall gradually subsided.

"Yes, Your Majesty is wise," the elders responded in unison. Then, they all rose and left the council hall in an orderly fashion.

Inside the parliament hall, only King Ao Jinming and the elderly man surnamed Yue remained, sitting quietly. The surrounding air seemed to have become silent as the members of parliament had left.

After a long silence, the old man slowly spoke, "Your Majesty, why don't you agree to place her directly in our Holy Light Noble Academy? You know what it means to have full innate spiritual power. If we don't keep this person firmly in our hands, she could easily overthrow the dynasty once she grows up!"

Ao Jinming's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze sharp as a blade, but his tone remained calm. "Father-in-law, I understand your concerns. But this matter is different from the past. If I were to directly place him in the Holy Light Noble Academy, do you think Puyang Yucheng would still swallow his anger and suffer in silence as before?"

Upon hearing this, the old man said resentfully, "That old scoundrel Puyang Yucheng is truly hateful and infuriating!"

Ao Jinming glanced at him indifferently, lowered his eyes, his gaze unfathomable, and then said, "Although the Beast Race currently has no Supreme Demonic Beasts, they awakened a new Level 9 bloodline thirty years ago, and they will rise again sooner or later. Our human race can only deter the Beast Race if we produce another Ultimate Dharma Emperor. Therefore, this child absolutely cannot be lost!"

The old man frowned and said in a low voice, "But didn't that beastman with the ninth-level bloodline perish unexpectedly?"

Ao Jinming's gaze deepened. "It is precisely because of her unexpected demise that the beast race has tightened its defenses. Currently, we have no idea whether they have awakened more level-nine bloodlines. Therefore, we must have absolute strength to deal with any possible future situations."

The old man scoffed disdainfully, "Hmph, over the past few thousand years, our human race has accumulated many top-tier experts, and our strength has greatly improved. Besides, would the beast race dare to break ties with us? Aren't they afraid that the events of a thousand years ago will repeat themselves?"

Ao Jinming looked at the old man, a sarcastic smile playing on his lips. "Father-in-law, you seem to have forgotten that the reason the supreme demonic beast of the beast race perished in that great war a thousand years ago wasn't because of those ultimate Dharma Kings. Without the ultimate Dharma Emperor, even if hundreds or thousands of ultimate Dharma Kings self-destructed, they might not have been able to kill a single supreme demonic beast. Therefore, I must remind you not to act rashly. Otherwise, if anything goes wrong, even I will not be able to protect you!"

"It seems I've been meddling in other people's business!" Upon hearing these words, which contained an implicit threat, the old man stood up angrily, turned around without looking back, and strode away from the council hall.

The hall doors slammed shut, leaving a hush. Ao Jinming's gaze followed the old man's retreating figure until it completely disappeared. A cold smile played on his lips as he muttered under his breath, "Father-in-law, you'd better not overreach yourself!"

Upon returning to the palace, Ao Jinming immediately summoned one of his bodyguards. After the bodyguard left, he went into the inner room, took out his staff, and swiftly drew a magical message in the air, infusing it with his information. As the last stroke was completed, the magical message shimmered faintly and vanished from the room in an instant.