Chapter 1072: Chapter 73: Xuan Yue Emerges from Seclusion_2
Zhuo Yun gently caressed the bone ash of the spirit, murmuring, "Spirit, we can still be together forever! In my heart, you remain pure and kind." Even Yan Shi didn’t know how to comfort Zhuo Yun and could only say, "Let’s hit the road; so many elf brothers are waiting for us to rescue them."
The party of four set off, carrying heavy and sorrowful hearts, toward their next target city.
Four months later, at the Holy Church.
The Pope stood within the Temple of Light, watching his granddaughter floating in midair. A year had passed, and three days ago, to his amazement, he discovered that the light of the angel on Xuan Yue had finally begun to retreat. He clearly understood that the year-long Divine Purification was about to end; his granddaughter had completely transformed. After this year-long purification, her future achievements would surely surpass his own.
For three days, since he realized that the purification was nearing its end, the Pope had not left the Temple of Light.
Xuan Yue, enveloped in holy white light, was parting with the angel fused within her, causing the angelic light to dim significantly. Xuan Yue’s crystalline body shone with a divine glow, full of a Sacred Aura, as she slowly descended. Knowing the purification was nearly complete, the Pope began to chant the Prayer Charm loudly. The resonant chanting accentuated the divine aura of Xuan Yue’s descent, and the entire Temple of Light burst forth with intense golden light, especially the golden Hexagram on the floor. The massive Sacred Aura even held aloft Xuan Yue’s delicate body, guiding her descent.
Though separated from the angel in midair, Xuan Yue’s back still bore six nearly transparent Wings of Light. With the gentle flapping of her wings, she finally landed in the center of the floor’s golden Hexagram, and amidst the Pope’s repeated Prayer Charms, the golden light on Xuan Yue gradually receded. Her hands joined at her chest, the serene face lifted into a slight smile.
Even the Pope, a sage who had witnessed countless vicissitudes, was completely astonished by Xuan Yue’s beauty. Her faint smile was as captivating as a Goddess from the lower realms, deeply stirring the Pope’s heart. The year-long Divine Purification not only gave Xuan Yue a rich Sacred Aura, but her body had also matured considerably, now standing close to 1.7 meters tall, with cascading blue hair reaching to the ground, a vision of breathtaking beauty.
Taking a deep breath to steady his heart, the Pope reached for the Goddess Clothing prepared nearby and approached Xuan Yue, draping the white cloak over her, covering her graceful body. He extended his index finger, gently pressing it against Xuan Yue’s brow, and chanted, "The sacred power has cleansed your spirit, the pure power has filled your body, awaken, child of God." Golden light shone from the tip of his finger, and under the brilliance, Xuan Yue shuddered and slowly opened her eyes.
Xuan Yue’s blue eyes were clearer than before, so pure that not a single impurity remained, her gaze soft, with a hint of faint gold in the depth of her blue irises. As if nothing had ever happened, she was once again the girl Xuan Yue.
The year-long Divine Purification seemed to have lasted only a moment for Xuan Yue. Yet, in that instant, she felt as though she had grown, everything around her had changed, and her heart could no longer give rise to its former playfulness, instead becoming so composed. When she saw the Pope in front of her, she asked softly, "Grandfather, what has happened to me?"
The Pope affectionately stroked Xuan Yue’s blue hair, smiling, "Child, you’ve grown up. You are truly Grandfather’s pride, you did not disappoint me. It seems, my choice was correct; the Divine Purification has fully awakened your potential. After this year of purification, your body has completely changed."
"One year?" Xuan Yue was mildly surprised, nodding softly, "It’s already been a year."
The Pope said, "Alright, we should also head out. Your father must have asked about you numerous times by now. Starting tomorrow, you’ll begin learning the most genuine Holy Magic of the Church from your grandfather."
Xuan Yue nodded slightly, and led by the Pope’s Spell, the two returned to the Prayer Temple. The hall was empty. When Xuan Yue once again saw the tall Angel Statue in the Prayer Temple, a sense of enlightenment arose within her, "Grandfather, look, this statue seems to be alive, doesn’t it?"
The Pope paused, his heart swelling with joy. Being able to perceive something from the Angel Statue in the Prayer Temple was enough to prove that Yue Yue was no longer the same as before. It was a feeling he himself only had after twenty years of practice following purification. "Someone, call for the Red Robe Priest Xuan Ye and the White Robe Priest Nasia to come here," he called out, his voice carrying far and wide.
"Yes, Your Holiness," a deep voice responded from outside the Prayer Temple.
Xuan Yue continued to gaze fixedly at the Angel Statue behind the Pope, seemingly not hearing his words. Her heart was filled with tranquillity; at this moment, no one could disturb her peace of mind. The tall Angel Statue in front of her seemed to be smiling at her, the feeling it gave was akin to the warmth of a father, the care of a mother.
