Past High Priest Jewel Novels & Stories

“The young visitor was about to show us the relic that she has so kindly safeguarded for us all these years.” Clarissa would not have said she was keeping it safe for them. But it was not a point worth arguing. Instead, she reached into her shirt and pulled out the pendant. She meant to reveal the one the purple sage gave her but her finger hooked on the actual key. It dangled between her breasts on the chain Centra gave her. Everyone, including Stefan, gawked at it with surprise. The werecats murmured reverently. Awe radiated through their voices. “It has come home to us.” The oldest werecat stated. “Our leaders were so young when the relic was lost that many would not remember its magnific

She opened the box and there the beauty lies. So many precious jewels, she was born and raised in a wealthy family but this was too much. A lot of people would kill for this. One of the priestesses helped her to put on the headdress which was shaped like viper, a golden chain with a viper pendant, a bracelet, an anklet and finally the ring. From what she was taught over the past six months she heard how powerful everything on her was. Anything could be used as a weapon but it also came with a price. A price she already paid and was still paying.

Several nobles who had been sitting in the front rows, the same ones who had been whispering the loudest about how I was unworthy lay motionless under the rubble of the collapsed pillars. "The True Bloods," Kael hissed, his eyes glowing a molten gold. He helped me stand, his grip on my waist possessive and fierce. "They went after the foundation." The High Priest was staggering toward us, his red robes torn and covered in grey ash. He looked at me, then at my neck, and his face paled to the color of bone. "Your Majesty," he whispered, his voice trembling. "Look. Look at the bride."

High Priest Julianus held the esteemed position as the leader of all divine priests, while High Priestess Genia commanded authority over the divine priestesses. These distinguished titles, accompanied by honorifics like "Your Excellency," "high priest," and "high priestess," signified their proficiency in performing invocations and their status as sages of the Moon Goddess. Each kingdom had the potential to produce a sage, whether in the form of a divine priest or a divine priestess. However, the coveted roles of the Moon Goddess's sage were exclusively bestowed upon two individuals.

Which would be much faster than moving towards the sound. Using his power-up to sense the changes in the water, Priest found something. Well, two somethings. He brought his paws up and traced two symmetrical Marks Ink had given him. He needed more of a boost for a bubble big enough for two. To Priest's horror the gem - which should have been fully charged - shattered in his paw, bereft of auric power. He raised his bloody paw. Someone had been using the gems he kept hidden in his hat or replaced them with nearly drained ones.

the high priest snorted " didn't you hear what her past fragment said ?" " Her past fragment-" but the high priest jumped and slapped him on the back of his head before Zain could say anything more . " I think, I need a new heir !" scoffed The high priest " And who will suffer your extreme temper ?" said Zain nonchalantly , he wasn't worried about the high priest changing his heir , except him no one could take care of the high priest high temper . " Humph " ignoring the slight jibe the high priest continued " About that daughter of Lord Kaisen being a perfect puppet "

The old priest looked at the Master and asked. "I want the 'Ice Jade'." The Master of Heaven's Gate looked at the old priest and slowly spat out those words. "Presumptuous. The Ice Jade is an item that was buried along with our sect's ancestors. How can it be given to others?" an old priest said coldly. "If you won't give it to me, I'll get it myself." The Master of Heaven's Gate snorted and spoke with an arrogant tone. "Then, it would depend on whether you have the ability," the old priest sneered. He would not casually give the treasure of his sect away to other people. It would never happen even if the person in question were the Master of Heaven's Gate.

The air around him held a strong sense of oppression, which didn't coincide with his age. The crowd tacitly opened a path for him. When Woody saw the high priest, he was a little taken aback because he was the priest who sold him the Jewel of Prosperity with triple protection spells at the price of a dollar.

Both his disciples had opportunities that looked increasingly amazing. Of course, Clive's opportunity did not look dependable. Klondike was an evil deity that was nothing but bad news. However, the Dark Divine Pearl was one of the 12 Primal Treasures. The Universal Element Priest began thinking about this. He was already a peak marital god. Should he consider exploring the outside world? It would be great if he could discover another one of the 12 Primal Treasures. "She told me that the Light Divine Pearl's true form is at the end of the Holy Path. The rewards given in the last few tournaments were part of the seal. If I'm right about this, the seal will be broken after the trip down the Hol

She brought with her ten thousand warriors, a strategic border, and a dowry of gold that could fuel the Nightfang expansion for a century. "Kael?" Ariyah whispered, her voice barely audible over the chanting of the pack elders. "The ceremony is beginning. We have to step forward." Kael finally looked at her. For a fleeting second, Ariyah saw the boy who had once given her a crown of wildflowers in the meadow. But then, the shutter fell. His eyes turned stony, calculating. "Not now, Ariyah," he muttered. The High Priestess, an ancient woman whose skin looked like crumpled parchment, stepped into the center of the circle. She held a silver dagger aloft, its blade shimmering under the lunar glo