Chapter 1045 – The Xu Estate of the Old Days (1/2)

Chapter 1045 – The Xu Estate of the Old Days

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Linghai Zhiwang, Archbishop An Lin, and the other figures of their level knew that, starting from three years ago, someone in the capital had been constantly sending letters to the Pope.

Whether the Pope was in the snowy mountains, Hanqiu City, or Wenshui, those letters had never stopped.

The writer of these letters had been of great help to their plans, especially in the last few months.

Many people had speculated as to who the mysterious person behind these letters was.

Linghai Zhiwang had once thought this person was Tianhai Shengxue, while Archbishop An Lin believed that it was most likely to be Prince Chen Liu.

It was only after the news of the marriage was spread throughout the continent, along with the news that Chen Changsheng was intending to return to the capital to officiate this marriage, that people finally learned that the writer of these letters had actually been Mo Yu.

As the most powerful woman in the Tianhai government, or perhaps even the most powerful person, many people did not understand why Mo Yu had been able to survive the Tianhai Divine Empress's death. Moreover, she was still living openly in the capital and was even getting married to that person.

Many people believed that her relationship with Chen Changsheng made the Imperial Court somewhat cautious.

In that year, in the middle of a snowstorm, Mo Yu and Zhexiu had executed Zhou Tong on the Road of Peace by death of a thousand cuts. Even now, the people of the capital found that scene impossible to forget.

But had Chen Changsheng really decided to return to the capital just because she had written a letter to him requesting him to officiate the marriage?

Linghai Zhiwang and the others did not think so.

They were only looking at Chen Changsheng's back, but they could still feel that heavy pressure.

The invisible yet infinitely heavy sky seemed to have descended onto his shoulders.

In that same year, on a night of harsh wind and snow, Shang Xingzhou and Chen Changsheng had carried out a conversation in the Orthodox Academy.

Other than the little Black Dragon, no one knew the specifics of that conversation, but many people could guess based on what happened afterward.

Shang Xingzhou and Chen Changsheng, this master and disciple, had likely reached some sort of agreement.

Chen Changsheng would leave the capital, becoming the first exiled Pope in history.

Many stories happened after that, from the snowy mountains to Wenshui to Holy Maiden Peak, and finally to White Emperor City.

Only when they were confronting the demons, the threat from the Sacred Light Continent, and the cunning schemes of the White Emperor did this master and disciple finally work together, proving that statement: A temple of Xining rules the world. The relationship between the two seemed to have mellowed.

But now, with Chen Changsheng determined to return to the capital, this agreement seemed about to come to an end.

So would this journey be an ice-breaking trip, or would it be the opening to a human civil war?

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The winter was reaching its end, but spring had still not come. The world was still cold.

Both within and without the city, the Luo River was frozen, its icy surface covered in a thick mantle of snow, making it look like a massive belt.

Three thousand cavalry escorting the Orthodoxy convoy came out of the horizon, entering the eyes of the crowd.

Linghai Zhiwang and the other Prefects of the Orthodoxy sat in the divine carriage at the very front.

The Gloom Willow and the other treasures of the Li Palace exuded a warm and holy light into the gray skies.

Tens of thousands of people lined the road into the city, welcoming the return of the Orthodoxy's diplomatic mission.

The common people had no idea of what exactly had happened in White Emperor City, but they did know that the schemes of the demons had been broken and their greatest worry, the betrayal of the Demi-human race, had not been realized. Moreover, all this was due to the efforts of the Li Palace.

Fruits and fresh flowers, rare and precious in the winter, were thrown into the laps of the Orthodoxy cavalry.

Most of the gazes were focused on the two massive divine carriages in the back of the convoy.