Wizard: I Can Refine Everything

"Tide Spirit?"

Hearing the Mechanical Clan Leader's exclamation, Richard felt that things were getting more and more complicated.

The Tide Spirit Clan is also a major clan within the Natural Federation, and their Clan Leader, the Tide Spirit King, has already reached the limit of domination and could break through at any moment.

If something goes wrong with the Tide Spirit Clan, then it's going to be a major problem.

With the Tide Spirit Clan and the Ghost Horror Clan combined, they account for almost half of the Natural Federation's power. If they side with the Civilization Devourers, the Natural Federation might as well be declared destroyed.

Richard asked, "So, what did you see in your memory, Mechanical?"

The Mechanical Clan Leader began to emit a puff of steam and said slowly, "Before attending the Grand Mechanical Festival, a significant portion of these people had contact with a Tide Spirit trade company."

If the Mechanical Clan are the factory owners, then the Tide Spirit Clan are the ranch owners.

The Tide Spirit Clan possesses the only large world within the Natural Federation, and in this world, there are no continents, only a massive amount of archipelagos.

The Tide Spirits do not like war, and their greatest hobby is pasturing along the ocean currents.

In past statistics, the Tide Spirits supplied more than seventy percent of the Magic Beast flesh and forty percent of the demonization materials for the Natural Federation.

Such a gentle race siding with the Civilization Devourers seems truly baffling.

"No, it definitely can't be the Tide Spirits." The Mechanical Clan Leader shook his head.

"Though those Tide Spirit guys are soft by nature, they're absolutely not pushovers. Moreover, they've been the least interested in developing the relics of previous civilizations; there's no reason for them to get involved with such pollution."

Richard raised an eyebrow, "So you're saying someone is framing the Tide Spirit Clan?"

The Mechanical Clan Leader nodded, "Absolutely, unless the pollution started only at the lower levels. Otherwise, the Tide Spirit Clan is definitely being framed."

Richard nodded slightly; if someone is framing them, then this whole matter does make a lot more sense.

However, even though it's very likely the Tide Spirits were framed, Richard still had the Mechanical Clan Leader keep this discovery confidential.

Why? Because no one really knows whether the issue with the Tide Spirits is only at the lower levels or involves the higher-ups too.

After finishing handling matters on the Mechanical Clan's side, Richard immediately returned to the Tree Spirit Mother World.

...

"Are you saying the Mechanical Clan, the Tide Spirit Clan, and the Ghost Horror Clan all have issues?"

Hearing Richard's investigative results, the Great World Tree felt its head start to spin.

"My dear officer, you must think carefully. If all three really have issues, our Natural Federation might have already been devoured by the Civilization Devourers."

Richard shook his head, "I'm saying they might have issues, not that they definitely do."

"So, what have you discovered?" The Great World Tree asked curiously, "How did going to that Mechanical Leader's hometown turn half of my Natural Federation's races into suspects?"

Richard paused for a moment, organized his thoughts, and then described everything he saw in the Mechanical Clan's Mother World.

After listening, the Great World Tree pondered for a while and then asked, "Why do you suspect the Mechanical Clan? They had no doubts during the process, and even took the initiative to provide you with clues."

"Having no doubts is the biggest issue," Richard said, his tone somewhat meaningful. "The Tide Spirits and the Mechanical Clan are allies, the Ghost Horror Clan and the Mechanical Clan are enemies, and he himself is the most susceptible to pollution among the five races.

If I were in his shoes, I would definitely cooperate proactively and then divert the disaster onto others."

"But, what's the use of that?" The Great World Tree asked in confusion, "Let's assume that Mechanical Leader actually rebelled, then he should be actively waging war now.

Moreover, his methods are unsustainable; once something goes wrong with the investigation results, he will definitely become the focus of attention as the arrow guiding the investigative direction."

"What if we can find something in our investigation?" Richard said slowly, "The best lies are never completely lies; they are those that are partly truthful.

I have a hunch if I investigate that Tide Spirit trade company, it will definitely reveal that the Ghost Horror Clan is behind it."

"And if it doesn't?"

"If it doesn't, then I'm just overthinking. But..." Richard leaned back, "My intuition is always accurate."

The Great World Tree rubbed its head, feeling like this head of the Natural Federation understood it less than this outsider Richard did.

"So, what do you plan to do? Do you want me to send Tree Spirits to investigate?"

"No need, I have help."

As he spoke, suddenly a Space Rift opened beside Richard.

After contacting the Wizard Alliance, Richard had learned what part of his memory was missing—he had actually forgotten he had a Secret Realm.

In theory, as long as he returns to the Material World, he can rely on the Secret Realm to return to the Wizard Alliance.

However, forgetting this didn't delay him much in time; instead, it connected him with the Great World Tree.

The Space Rift opened, and then a dark shadow flew out.

"Caw, Richard, what are you up to this time?"

The Great World Tree, seeing the Black Crow emerging from the Space Rift, showed a hint of surprise.

"Is this your... pet?"

"Pet?" Richard was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha... Ulysses is no pet. He's like my steward; he manages most of my influence within the Wizard Alliance."

The Great World Tree heard Richard's answer and couldn't help but reveal a peculiar smile.

"A steward? Indeed, an Abyss Titan is still a Titan."

"Hmm, do the Shepherd Star Titans also like to find stewards?" Richard asked curiously.

"Like? No, no, no, Shepherd Star Titans don't simply like finding stewards," the Great World Tree chuckled. "Almost every World Master level Titan would get a creature from another race to be their steward.

Titans are a nomadic race, and once they become World Masters, their favorite thing is to drive their Star Realm whale herd toward the unknown starry sky.

Being confined to a single world doesn't suit the nature of the Shepherd Star Titans."

Saying this, the Great World Tree looked at Ulysses on Richard's shoulder and suddenly beckoned.

"Hey, little black bird, let me have a good look. I once had a flock of birds living on me, but unfortunately, they were so poorly adapted that they all went extinct."

Ulysses looked at the wooden figure before him, feeling a shiver down his spine.

The Great World Tree felt extraordinarily odd to him, as if the whole world was pushing him toward the Great World Tree's arm when it beckoned.

"Hmph, 145, stop fooling around. Ulysses is my dear friend, not just any World Master you can grab," Richard fake-coughed.

Dear friend?

The Great World Tree was somewhat taken aback, then immediately apologized to Ulysses, "I didn't realize you were the chief's dear friend, my apologies for the offense."

As the Great World Tree spoke, a tender bud suddenly sprouted in its palm, which then grew, blossomed, and bore fruit, turning into something resembling an apple.

"Consider this an apology gift, please accept it."

Ulysses glanced at Richard, and seeing that he didn't object, immediately accepted the World Tree's fruit, muttering, "It's all good, it's all good."

"So how do you plan to let him investigate?" the Great World Tree asked with some curiosity.

"A stranger World Master may not be as conspicuous as you, but if anyone sets a trap, it will surely be noticed."

Richard chuckled confidently, "That's simple, just add a disguise."

Saying so, Richard retrieved his Miracle Secret Book from his pocket. As the book flipped, the entire palace seemed to fall into some other space, with various bizarre creatures materializing from the air, as if a night parade of a hundred demons were about to commence in the vast palace.

But alas, before they could act, they were entangled by chains of Holy Light runes, eventually turning into a black robe.

Watching Richard's maneuver, a trace of pain appeared on Ulysses' face.

"My Main God, we're barely holding on with this much Power of Faith," he lamented.

Richard gave him a helpless glance, "You're so petty, Power of Faith is meant to be used."

As he spoke, Power of Dimension surged in Richard's hands, transforming into threads that merged with the black robe.

After a brief moment, Richard tossed the robe to Ulysses, confidently saying, "Put it on."

Ulysses complied, and the Great World Tree widened its eyes in astonishment.

"Is this... Dimension Concealment?"

Once the robe was donned, Ulysses not only lost all aura and presence, but even destiny and spirituality vanished to nearly nothing.

Unless a Dominator deliberately looked, even a Breaking Limit Sovereign wouldn't detect Ulysses.

"Just a small trick," Richard said nonchalantly.

"This is no small trick," the Great World Tree shook its head, full of admiration, "Even back then, no one could achieve what you've just done.

Your understanding of Power of Dimension... it seems you've reached the level of those three great leaders of the past."

Richard's smile carried a hint of pride. This robe was a combination of Ghost Forging Technique, Miracle Witchcraft, and Dimensional Thread Weaving Technique, two of which had extraordinary origins.

Whether it's the creator of the Hermit's Robe or the Ghost Craftsman of the Monster World, their skills were in no way inferior to the leaders of the Predecessor Civilization Alliance, perhaps even surpassing them in some areas.

"With this method, if there truly is a mastermind, they won't escape," Richard noted, nodding his head before explaining the full story and task to Ulysses.

"Goodness, this task is no walk in the park," Ulysses exclaimed after hearing it all, unable to hide his shock.

"If I have a bit of bad luck, I might end up investigating a Dominator."

"But only you can go safely," Richard said solemnly, "If you go and are discovered, I can still intervene to rescue you. It won't hinder the investigation's result either."

Ulysses was his Subordinate God, and whether in the Divine Magic System or the Miracle Witchcraft system, Ulysses could leverage his power or even directly open a passage for Richard to descend.

Hearing this, Ulysses sighed, "Well, since you've put it that way, there's no choice but for me to act on it."