Chapter 1111: Chapter 81: The Art of Divine Healing
As the supreme leader of the Holy Church, the Pope had not felt so merry in a long time. To tease his reclusive brother was indeed a joyous affair. Containing his laughter, the Pope sighed as he looked at the deathly pale Ah Dai. "I’ve just examined his internal condition. His meridians are severely damaged; he should have died a long time ago. That he has held on until now is related to the two Golden Cores you fed him, and also greatly due to his own physical constitution. All the broken meridians maintain a faint connection, and it’s this link that’s keeping him alive. I can’t say with absolute certainty that I can cure him; I can only try. To think, this child could be so strong that he even injured you. Now, I am increasingly inclined to believe Yue Yue’s words." He turned to Yan Shi and the others, "You all go wait outside the temple."
Yan Shi and the others were taken aback. Just as they were about to say something, they were interrupted by the Pope, "I’m asking you to leave because I’m afraid you can’t withstand the aftermath of my Holy Magic. Rest assured, Ah Dai is very important to our Church, and I will not let him die so easily. You are also weary, so go rest at the entrance." As he finished speaking, he waved his large sleeve, and a low chant began to echo. Yan Shi and his companions felt enveloped by a mist-like white energy, gently being sent out of the temple. When they landed, they clearly felt their fatigue of the past few days dissolve significantly. They couldn’t help but fill with respect for this supreme ruler of the Church, and even the ruler of the continent, praying silently for Ah Dai in their hearts.
After sending Yan Shi and the others out, the Pope then seriously regarded Ah Dai. He pondered for a moment before muttering, "With his current condition, saving his life is easy, only a high-level Holy Magic is needed. However, to restore him to his original state, especially his power, will be difficult. The True Qi in his Dantian has recovered quite a bit through self-circulation, and there seems to be an even more potent energy at his chest. It’s these energies that have protected his internal organs. But since his meridians have been unable to bear the flow of energy, the True Qi inside him has entered a state of stagnation. It is difficult to restore his power; it requires reigniting the vitality of the True Qi within him. Hm, your Divine Battle Aura should be able to do that. Let’s try this, brother, you and I working together. I will handle repairing his body; you will be responsible for reigniting the vitality of his True Qi. How about it? You won’t refuse just because he left you in such a sorry state..."
"Do you think I’m like you? Always scheming, always calculating? If I wanted to kill him, I would’ve done it long ago, why would I bother bringing him back? Do not measure the heart of a gentleman with the yardstick of a scoundrel." For some reason, Xuan Yuan always found his elder brother’s faint smile rather sly. Looking at the deathly pale Ah Dai, Xuan Yuan figured that regardless of anything else, this gifted child had come to this because of him, so it was only right for him to help. Thinking this, he glared at the Pope, "What do you want to do?"
The Pope replied, "Good, there’s no time to waste, let’s start now. Remember, do not be too hasty to stimulate his True Qi. Wait until I have healed all his external and internal injuries, then you can gradually stimulate the energy within his body, understand?"
Impatiently, Xuan Yuan said, "Let’s start already. Do you think I don’t know that?"
The Pope gave Ah Dai a deep look, a faint smile appearing on his face. He closed his eyes, one hand on his own chest, the other on Ah Dai’s forehead, chanting loudly, "All under heaven and earth, all laws return to the origin, God as the progenitor, honor God as the most respected, the Power of God surging between heaven and earth! Shine forth through me as the medium." A golden light descended from the sky, and the Pope tilted his head back slightly so that the golden light hit right between his eyebrows. In an instant, the Pope was enveloped in a dense Divine Energy, filled with a surging Sacred Aura. The light flashed, and the golden energy passed through the Pope’s hand on Ah Dai’s forehead into his body. A faint golden glow gradually enveloped Ah Dai’s body, and suddenly the Pope raised his hands high and faced the sky, chanting loudly, "God Healing Light that ascends to the sky! Under the Sky God’s compassion, save the people." As the Pope’s hands lit up, a ball of white light suddenly brightened in the middle of the Prayer Temple, growing increasingly brilliant, covering the Pope, Xuan Yuan, and Ah Dai completely.
Outside the Prayer Temple, the sky darkened with heavy clouds, and nearly all the priests saw a strand of sacred white light piercing through the clouds from the heavens, continuously pouring into the Prayer Temple. The pervasive Divine Power, miraculous as a divine intervention, compelled everyone to rise in devout admiration. The priests, as if by unspoken agreement, began reciting the Prayer Charm, and the loud chanting sound clearly spread throughout the entire Divine Mountain of the Holy Church.
Xuan Ye was meditating in his room with his wife Nasa when the loud chanting and the surging sacred atmosphere awakened them. Xuan Ye and Nasa looked at each other with Nasa saying, "Ye, what is happening in the Church, for there to be so many chanting the Prayer Charm?"
Xuan Ye furrowed his brow, "I don’t know why this is happening, today isn’t any special day."
