Chapter 4775: THE Villa Dei Boscoreale III

Noah stood before the golden doors of THE Villa Dei Boscoreale.

Around him, Lunaris, Ophelia, and seven other Polemarchs touched the Merit points on their togas simultaneously. Their authority flowed into the ancient seals protecting this vault, recognizing them as worthy guardians granting access to one they deemed worthy.

The golden doors flung outward and opened!

Ancient light spilled from within, carrying warmth that spoke of treasures accumulated across eons.

The door and the villa itself almost seemed to be purely decorative. The external structure outside was just that, a structure. Inside was a place spanning countless distances. A pocket of reality that existed independent of normal spatial limitations.

Noah went down and played with Skoll’s head.

"I’ll be right back."

The transformed Duke’s tail wagged with enthusiasm despite not understanding what was happening. His neon flames flickered happily at the attention. He was content to wait as long as his Master would return!

Noah then nodded to Lumivara and Ul’moreth.

"Hang on tight for me."

The little fox’s eyes shone with confidence in her Master. Ul’moreth’s veiled gaze held ancient wisdom and sterness at this moment.

His gaze then went to Lunaris and Ophelia.

"Help them become Lochagoi in the meantime if possible. I don’t know how long this will take."

The Glossarians nodded with enthusiasm at this task.

Lunaris’s pages rustled with genuine warmth.

"Good luck, sir."

With such words, Noah took a step toward the golden gate.

And disappeared!

This time, the movement he felt was a smooth one. As if he was simply stepping through a door and entering another room. No violent transportation. No disorienting transition. Just a single step that carried him somewhere else entirely.

Yet vibrant Philologies unfurled all around him!

Dense constructs of linguistic authority swirled past his perception, welcoming him to this ancient place! They carried meanings that spoke of refinement and purification, of foundations being strengthened and impurities being burned away.

He entered a region filled with mist of ancientness and wonder.

|You have arrived in THE Thermae of Cyclic Refinement.|

|The Baths of Foundation.|

...!

Baths?

Noah almost shook his head with incredulity.

The vibrant treasures from THE Vaults of Ginnungagap began with a bath?

Even as he had this thought, he smiled.

He felt all his 27 Seals of Absolute Tongue vibrating with expectation! They resonated with this place as if recognizing something fundamental about its nature! As if they had arrived somewhere that would feed them in ways nothing else could.

And glorious it was!

It was quiet.

Not a single other soul was in sight.

Only a faint golden gateway stood behind him, marking the path he had taken to arrive here.

Noah looked around at what lay before him.

The region resembled ancient bathing complexes of impossible grandeur.

Pools of various sizes filled chambers that stretched beyond normal perception! Some were intimate, designed for solitary reflection. Others were vast enough to qualify as small seas. Steam rose from waters that glowed with blue-gold luminescence, carrying warmth that penetrated not just the body but the very foundations of one’s existence.

Mosaics covering the floors and walls depicted the journey of refinement. Beings entering as rough stones, jagged and unpolished. The same beings emerging as gems of perfect clarity, their edges smooth, their surfaces brilliant.

When he looked up, he saw a ceiling open to an artificial sky.

And that sky displayed the 27 Phonemes of The First Tongue in slow rotation!

The original 18 blazed with authority accumulated across eons.

And his 9... they were already there!

Infinity! Quintessence! Tyranny! Fortune! Advantage! Narrative! Harvest! Hunger! Potential!

They had found their place in the artificial sky, rotating alongside the originals as if they had always belonged there.

Their light filtered down to bless those who bathed below, and Noah could feel the resonance between this place and his own existence.

This seemed to be part of the reason why he was receiving such a grand harvest every second to his foundation!

Apart from his Phonemes being used by Absolutes across Observable Existence, they were also being used HERE! In this ancient vault!

As he stared at the radiant pools in the distance that seemed to call out to his existence, The First Tongue within him received waves of information.

|THE THERMAE OF CYCLIC REFINEMENT|

|The Baths of Foundation|

|This region allows one’s current Depth to undergo Passive Refinement when specific treasures are consumed.|

|The more one consumes, the more rounds of refinement they cross until they attain the highest cycle of Depth Refinement possible within this vault.|

|The treasures will descend based on determined contribution to the Glossarians and THE Agora of Primordial Judgment overall.|

|The Nine Cycles of Katharsis (Purification):|

|1. Prima Katharsis (First Purification): Initial cleansing of foundational impurities. Weight increases by 10%.|

|2. Deutera Katharsis (Second Purification): Compression of scattered authority into denser forms. Weight increases by 20%.|

|3. Trita Katharsis (Third Purification): Harmonization of conflicting aspects within one’s Depth. Weight increases by 30%.|

|4. Tetarta Katharsis (Fourth Purification): Strengthening of the boundaries between Depth levels. Weight increases by 40%.|

|5. Pempte Katharsis (Fifth Purification): Integration of external knowledge into core foundations. Weight increases by 50%.|

|6. Ekti Katharsis (Sixth Purification): Refinement of the connection between Way and Depth. Weight increases by 60%.|

|7. Evdomi Katharsis (Seventh Purification): Approaching the theoretical limits of current classification. Weight increases by 75%.|

|8. Ogdoi Katharsis (Eighth Purification): Transcending normal parameters for current Depth. Weight increases by 90%.|

|9. Enati Katharsis (Ninth Purification / THE Wheel of Foundation): The absolute pinnacle of refinement possible without advancing to a higher Depth. Weight increases by 100%, effectively doubling one’s foundation at current classification.|

|Historical Note:|

|Most Polemarchs who enter THE Villa Dei Boscoreale achieve only 1-3 cycles of Katharsis.|

|Reaching the 5th cycle is considered exceptional.|

|The 7th cycle is legendary.|

|The 9th cycle has been achieved by only... a select few.|

...!

The Nine Cycles of Katharsis flowed before his mind!

Noah jubilantly took more steps within, already liking this place very much.

Unlike others, with his Formless Depth, he could elevate the foundation of his Surface and Intermediate Depth even now. There was still a ways to go before those foundations reached their theoretical maximum.

Exceeding the foundation that THE Creature or THE Living Paradox built was nice and all.

But why not exceed it tremendously?

Why not outstrip it completely?!

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