Chapter 214: Chapter 47 Return to the Vatican_5
Sasha gasped, saying, "Husband, does it mean you are not sure if you can defeat Ah Dai five years from now?"
Xuan Ye shook his head, "It’s not that I’m unsure, I’m just a little worried. You have not seen the Sword Saint of the Tian Gang, you won’t understand how formidable he is. Who knows what that abnormal old man is capable of doing within five years. Maybe, he really can significantly enhance Ah Dai’s strength. However, rest assured, I won’t be sitting on my hands either. Over the next five years, I will also make progress."
Sasha pressed against Xuan Ye’s chest and murmured, "I don’t care about anything else, as long as you and Yue Yue are safe, that’s all that matters."
Xuan Ye felt the gentleness of his wife, gave her forehead a gentle kiss and said, "Let’s go, let’s not keep that young girl waiting. I should also report this matter to father, we will have to wait on his decision regarding the attitude toward the Tian Gang Sword Sect."
The two of them returned to Xuan Yue’s room, just in time to see Xuan Yue walking out of the room. She had changed into a white long dress, the dress was outlined with gold threads, her blue long hair was combed back into a long braid flowing past her knees. Her pretty little face was glowing with vibrant spirits. Holding the Angel Wand in her hand, she looked just like an angel descending upon the earth.
Xuan Ye looked at his daughter, then at his wife, sighed and said, "Sasha, Yue Yue really does resemble you from those years! Remember how I was conquered by your pure temperament."
Sasha’s pretty face turned red, she gently pinched Xuan Ye, whispering, "Don’t talk nonsense in front of our child. Yue Yue, let’s get going. I already spoke to your grandfather yesterday, he’s now at the Prayer Temple waiting for us."
Seeing the affection between her parents, Yue Yue couldn’t help but feel envious, thinking how nice it would be if she and Ah Dai could have the same relationship. Shaking off the blush on her cheeks, she did her best to bury that thought deep within her heart, moved closer to her mother’s side. Squeezing herself between the two she said, "Let’s go faster then, don’t let grandpa wait too long."
As Xuan Ye watched his wife being commandeered by his daughter, he could only shake his head helplessly, saying, "Let’s go."
In the Prayer Temple, the Pope was sitting cross-legged on a circular platform in front of the Sky God Statue. His white hair spread out behind him, the Golden Crown on his head shimmered with a golden glow. The golden Ritual Robe emphasized his noble identity, a mild Sacred Aura was surrounding his body. His eyes were closed with a hint of a smile on his face. Behind him, the Sky God Statue had six pairs of pure-white wings, the pure body was entirely carved from white jade and it always had a layer of mist around it, concealing its true appearance, giving off a sense of mystery.
"Red Robe Priest Xuan Ye, White Robe Priest Sasha, and Xuan Yue request an audience with the Pope." A clear voice echoed from outside the temple.
With his eyes still closed, the Pope calmly said, "Come in." His voice wasn’t loud, but it clearly reached the outside. He was the only one in the Prayer Temple.
Xuan Ye and his family entered the temple, came to a halt ten meters away from the Pope; they respectfully executed their formal salute as per church etiquette.
While watching her long unseen grandfather, Xuan Yue took the opportunity when her parents were not paying attention and suddenly ran over. "Grandpa."
Xuan Ye did not stop Xuan Yue and just shook his head helplessly.
The Pope slowly opened his eyes, his gaze was so clear and gentle, it felt as though one could see through the vicissitudes of hundreds of lives through his eyes. With a faint smile, the Pope extended a hand, his gentle aura enveloped Xuan Yue, bringing her over to the circular platform in front of him. "You little girl, you finally decided to come back."
Xuan Yue stuck out her tongue, saying, "I was dragged back by daddy. Grandpa, I missed you, how have you been?"
The Pope is the spokesperson of God on this continent, his status can be considered as one of the most noble. However, Xuan Yue was his only granddaughter, towards her, he was completely helpless. Like a regular old man, he lovingly said with an affectionate tone, "As long as you don’t upset your grandpa, your grandpa won’t die so soon."
Xuan Yue grabbed the Pope’s white beard, pretending to be angry and said, "Grandpa, don’t speak nonsense. How can you die?"
Xuan Ye scolded, "Yue Yue, don’t disrespect grandpa."
Grabbing Xuan Yue’s little hand, the Pope said, "You little girl, you are becoming more and more audacious, let go quickly. These are grandpa’s precious few beards. I need them to maintain my grand image." As he waved his sleeve, a white Holy Glow enveloped Xuan Yue’s body, preventing her from moving. She could only obediently sit by the Pope’s side asking for his pardon.
