Chapter 1114: Chapter 81: The Art of Divine Healing_4
Xuan Ye respectfully said, "Your Holiness."
The Pope replied, "Xuan Ye, you are to guard within the Prayer Temple. Under the influence of my Divine Healing Technique, Ah Dai has regained his bodily functions. You mustn’t let anyone disturb him, understood? Once he wakes, notify me immediately. I have something to say to him. These children likely do not wish to leave Ah Dai’s side; let them rest in the Prayer Temple for the time being and have someone bring them some provisions."
"Yes, Your Holiness."
The Pope glanced at Xuan Yuan, who had donned his Bamboo Hat once again, and said, "Come along, let’s have a sit in my room. We have things to discuss."
Xuan Yuan hummed with evident dissatisfaction but still followed the Pope.
Sunset Empire Thieves Guild.
"Feng’er, what exactly have you been doing all this time? How many times must I tell you, to become the strongest thief, you must maintain composure? Do you think I am unaware of everything you’ve done? All your actions are under my surveillance. What you have done this past year has already contravened the principles of a thief. From now on, I sentence you to one year of confinement. You are not to step outside the Guild. Do you have any objections?"
Mie Feng listened expressionlessly to her father’s reprimand. A year of confinement? So be it, her thoughts were already disordered; perhaps the year could help her calm down.
Seeing that his daughter did not respond, the Guild Master’s voice softened a bit, "Child, I understand your desire for revenge for your fourth uncle, but the mainland is currently shrouded in dark clouds. You should still remember the ’Blood Sun’ from a few years ago. For our Guild to develop smoothly, we must conserve our strength and not let personal vendettas affect the Guild. From now on, we must go underground, stay low and not draw attention from any faction. We must move according to the situation on the mainland. It is precisely because I have this plan that I did not stop you from destroying the message meant for the Assassin’s Guild—chaos on their side is to our advantage. That old man has long desired to swallow us up; does he think I’m unaware? Oh, there’s something you probably don’t know yet; according to our people, that boy you want to kill has been taken away by the Holy See."
Mie Feng was startled and frowned, "Taken away by the Holy See?"
"Yes, and it seems he’s also been seriously injured. The report states that even if he doesn’t die, he’s likely to be crippled. He must have some connection with the Holy See, or perhaps, he is one of them. Otherwise, why would he always oppose the Dark Forces of the Empire of Sunset City? Forget about your fourth uncle’s matter, consider it an indirect revenge. Now go, remember what I’ve said. You’re not to leave the Guild for one year."
"Yes, Guild Master." After replying, Mie Feng turned and walked outside, not knowing why, but after hearing the news of Ah Dai’s serious injury, an inexplicable pain echoed in her heart.
The Pope and Xuan Yuan returned to their private chambers. After casually setting up a soundproof Barrier, the Pope addressed Xuan Yuan, "Brother, what do you think of this child Ah Dai? Yue Yue says that he is the God Transcend’s Savior. Do you think it’s possible?" Xuan Yuan, sitting in a chair, said indifferently, "Whether he’s the Savior, I’m not sure. What I do know is that, even the Sword Saint of the Tian Gang was definitely not as skilled as him at his age. If I’m not mistaken, that technique of his—what was it, ’Thunderous Rumble’—must have been taught by the Sword Saint of the Tian Gang. Only that old freak could come up with such formidable Unique Skills. You didn’t see the spectacle; it was like he had unleashed a Forbidden Curse. Even with full strength in my defense, I nearly perished. Were my Protective Battle Aura just a tad weaker, the consequences would have been more severe than just losing hair and beard. His battle aura is incredibly dense; it’s at least over sixty percent of my strength, perhaps even higher."
The Pope pondered for a moment, glanced at Xuan Yuan with a hint of a smile, and said, "In that case, Ah Dai really might be the reborn Savior. I’d love to have seen what you looked like after being struck by his ’Thunderous Rumble.’"
Xuan Yuan grunted displeasedly, "Why are you looking at me? If you’re so capable, wait for him to wake up and you can try out what it feels like to be struck by lightning. My arms and legs are still numb. I’m not dealing with this kid’s business, given that he’s a disciple of the Tian Gang Sword Sect. I am rather interested in those two bald kids, though. Their talent may not match Ah Dai’s, but their tenacity suits my taste."
The Pope’s eyes brightened, "Oh, are you thinking of taking on disciples? I thought you intended to take your skills with you to your grave."
Xuan Yuan replied with slight annoyance, "Grave? Don’t forget, I’m only in my eighties."
The Pope said, "Good, you’re still young. That’s settled then." His expression turned serious as he continued, "You did well bringing Ah Dai back to the Holy See this time. Since he could be the Savior, we must win him over, or at the very least, as a highly skilled Martial Artist. If he’s willing to join the Holy See, it would be extremely beneficial for us."
Xuan Yuan huffed dismissively, "Your thinking isn’t bad, but it won’t be that easy. That kid belongs to the Tian Gang Sword Sect, and the Sword Sect has never been involved with us. Do you really think he would risk being expelled by the Sword Saint to follow your commands? I suggest you give up on that idea."
