Chapter 604 – Under the Starry Sky, There Is Nothing to Revere (1/2)
Chapter 604 – Under the Starry Sky, There Is Nothing to Revere
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”Sacred Light?” Chen Changsheng looked somewhat perplexed.
He naturally knew of the Sacred Light, it was just that although he was well-versed in the Daoist Canon, he had never entered the Thirteen Divisions of Radiant Green before, nor had he gone to Holy Maiden Peak. So why was his body filled with Sacred Light?
Suddenly, he recalled a name, a place very rarely mentioned and of which no explicit record existed in the Daoist Canon.
He had truly first heard this place's name on that snowy day at the beginning of the year when he discussed with Xu Yourong where Senior Su Li might have gone.
As expected, in the next moment, he heard that name once more in the Pope's words.
”Could your master really have gone to the Sacred Light Continent?” The Pope slightly creased his brow as if he had encountered an incomprehensible problem.
”But it is also impossible to be completely sure about this. There has always been a rumor that a portion of the descendants of the deceased imperials within the Cloud Grave passed through the spatial barrier and reached the Sacred Light Continent. As Emperor Taizong could no longer exterminate them, he halted his manhunt. If that branch of the Chen Imperial clan really does live on that side, there might be an explanation for your situation.”
Only then did Chen Changsheng understand that the Sacred Light Continent was not some imaginary existence, and that there might even be people who had gone to that side, and those people were highly likely to be his clansmen…
But there were some problems that still were not explained. ”Could it be that people living in the Sacred Light Continent all have bodies filled with so much Sacred Light?”
”It is rumored the world of the Sacred Light Continent is brimming with limitless Sacred Light, but the situation you describe is still impossible—your situation is ultimately still special.”
The Pope gazed at him piteously and said, ”When you were still in the womb, your sun wheel was destroyed. Logically, it was utterly impossible for you to survive. I speculate that it was probably some amazing individual on the Sacred Light Continent who gathered up an unimaginable amount of Sacred Light and forcefully poured it into your body, helping you survive.”
After a moment of silence, Chen Changsheng noted, ”This survival has been somewhat exhausting.”
”But in the end, living is still a good thing.”
The Pope gently rubbed his head and said, ”Go—if you continue to stay around, I'll really start to grow anxious over whether or not the Holy Maiden will burn the Great Hall of Light.”
Chen Changsheng lowered his head, receiving the Pope's blessing of tender affection.
The firm gray stones resounded with the rolling of the wheelchair as Chen Changsheng maneuvered the wheelchair out of the hall.
The Pope gazed at his back and warned, ”In the future, do not use this method to probe—it's very dangerous.”
Chen Changsheng stopped the wheelchair. After a pause, he nodded.
”Whether it's human nature or the human heart, you cannot test them, because when you begin to think about methods to test them, that would mean that you have already begun to doubt.”
The Pope lastly said, ”And doubt is the source of all misfortune.”
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It was early autumn and still not chilly. The great banyan tree by the lake was still ostentatiously showing off its green leaves, and only on the grass lawn would one be able to spot the occasional slightly yellowed fallen leaf.
Today, the Orthodox Academy was under heavy guard. The Orthodoxy cavalry were patrolling vigilantly in the lane outside, and those restaurants which would normally have lanterns hung outside had also received the news and closed early, resulting in a desolate scene.
The South Stream Temple disciples did not remain at the Li Palace, nor did they go to the Imperial Palace. They had gone straight to the Orthodox Academy and begun erecting tents on its lawn, at the same time impolitely taking up the library.
The teachers and students of the Orthodox Academy were kept out by a curtain of silk. Seeing those beautiful female disciples of South Stream Temple going in and out, they truthfully did not feel too conflicted, and were even inwardly happy. However, they did not outwardly show this, still indignantly grumbling, ”When did the Orthodox Academy come under the management of Holy Maiden Peak?”
Su Moyu and Xuanyuan Po were at this moment in the kitchen that had been rebuilt not even half a year ago. Based on what the South Stream Temple disciples had said, they were temporarily unable to return to their house. They could only wait for permission before they could return to that house and take with them clothes and everyday items. This naturally made them very angry.
”Just what has happened? For what reason should the people of Holy Maiden Peak stay in this academy? And if they even want to steal away our place, then where are we going to live?”
Zhexiu sat on the doorsill of the kitchen, looking at the newly planted scholar trees by the wall. As in the past, he was feigning a solitary self, modeling despair. The person replying to this question was naturally Tang Thirty-Six.
”There is one matter that all of you might not know, but I'm confident that you'll learn of it very soon, just like everyone else in the world.”
He said very seriously to Su Moyu and Xuanyuan Po, ”That guy Chen Changsheng has long been together with Xu Yourong.”
These words were very coarse, but they could very clearly describe the present situation.
All was quiet. Su Moyu and Xuanyuan Po required quite some time to digest the shock in their minds.
Su Moyu's first reaction was to wrinkle his brow and glance at Tang Thirty-Six, chiding, ”How can you use such coarse words to describe the Holy Maiden?”
Xuanyuan Po's response was very direct. His face full of praise, he sighed, ”The principal is truly extraordinary, but…what about the Princess?”
It was Tang Thirty-Six's turn to be shocked. He looked at the pair and asked, ”Could it be that neither of you is disappointed or angry?”
”Why would we be disappointed?”
”That pair of adulterers has kept it hidden from us for so long.”
”Tang Tang, I'm warning you, when speaking of the Holy Maiden, do not use such vulgar words,” Su Moyu solemnly rebuked.
Enraged, Tang Thirty-Six said, ”You've all been driven out of your rooms, and you're still speaking on their behalf?”