852 A Useless Oblation is not Useless (2/2)

Chen Pipi lowered his eyelids and said, ”If Haotian does not speak, there is no one in Haotian Taoism who would dare to disrespect the Zhishou Abbey.”

Long Qing realized that Chen Pipi was indeed very clever. Even though he did not have much experience with worldly matters, he knew what he wanted to say, and it was as if he could see through the depths of Long Qing's heart. Long Qing could not help but grow vigilant.

”Order depends on strength and comes from knowing that the Zhishou Abbey can control the West-Hill Divine Palace from behind the scenes and influence the world for countless years. The anthill on the green hills was trampled by the Headmaster, and the strongest power in the abbey disappeared like clouds and smoke. Teacher was seriously injured and it is extremely difficult for the Zhishou Abbey to be any sort of influence, much less control the Divine Hall. The hundreds and thousands of Taoist temples and Haotian believers in the mortal world only know about the existence of the West-Hill Divine Palace but not of the Zhishou Abbey. In such a situation, even if Haotian does not speak, do you think that the West-Hill Divine Palace which has been suppressed for countless years would not start having ideas? Do you think the Hierarch Lord is willing to think back on the days he was my teacher's dog? Would the cottages by the lake be able to weather the storm if no one takes care of them?”

Long Qing looked at Chen Pipi and said frankly, ”I know my present cultivation state is not enough to restore the former glory of the Zhishou Abbey. But whether it's Emperor brother Chongming or the cavalry in the wasteland, they can give me strength. Otherwise, I would have been forced to leave the Peach Mountain long ago. I think this should be some kind of proof.”

Chen Pipi looked into his eyes silently and said, ”He was seriously injured in Chang'an, and his cultivation state has been irrevocably damaged. Even if Haotian takes pity on him, there is no way to save him.”

Long Qing understood that Chen Pipi had said this to remind him that it'd be pointless for him to use the Grey Eyes to take the Abbey Dean's power if that was why he wanted to enter the Abbey.

The temperature dipped slightly and he felt that Chen Pipi's seemingly simple gaze was suddenly filled with conflicting thoughts. It was as if they were looking at the deepest part of his soul, and he could only remain silent.

”Seven in and thirteen out.” Chen Pipi suddenly said.

Long Qing paused slightly and asked, ”What does that mean?”

Chen Pipi looked at him and smiled, ”It is the way to enter the abbey. If you cannot understand this, then it means that you'll never be as good as someone useless like me.”

Long Qing left the prison cell after receiving the answer he wanted.

Chen Pipi turned around and looked out of the stone window.

Ning Que's face appeared and he looked at Chen Pipi, asking something soundlessly.

Chen Pipi smiled and shook his head.

Ning Que pointed his middle finger once more.

Chen Pipi refused to say anything else. He turned around, showing his wide back and buttocks to Ning Que. Then, he lifted his right hand high above his head and pointed his middle finger.

Ning Que looked at his Senior Brother's back through the stone window on the precipice. After a long pause, he tugged on the rope.

The Big Black Horse who was on the cliff platform felt the movement from the string. It walked backwards. Ning Que climbed up the precipice, and the distance between him and the stone window grew gradually.

The Light Sacrifice was the greatest ceremony of Haotian Taoism. It could only be held when Haotian sends miraculous signs to the world. The human world had not seen the miracle of Haotian for many years, so the Light Sacrifice had not been held for many years. Even the most learned priest in the Revelation Department of the West-Hill Divine Palace was not very clear about the requirements and procedures of the sacrifice ceremony. Ning Que naturally did not know anything about it.

After leaving the You Prison in the precipice and returning to the Revelation Institute, he stayed in the Book Hall to consult the Classics, and finally found some relevant content in an extremely thick record, confirming that the Light Sacrifice really needed sacrifices. The sacrifices could be swords, sheep or a blade of grass, but they must have the purest belief, and sometimes are even the essence of Haotian's miracles, so they were extremely rare.

As time passed, the shadow of the Everlasting Night slowly approached. The belief in Haotian's world gradually declined, and it became extremely difficult to find such oblations. If one looked at the requirements of the oblations, Sword Sage Liu Bai might be the most suitable. However, his belief in Haotian was questionable. Perhaps the old yellow bull in the Academy might be qualified, but the West-Hill Divine Palace did not dare to even think about it.

Ning Que gathered plenty of information through various means and eventually ascertained that the oblation at the Light Sacrifice was Chen Pipi. He heard from the rumors that the West-Hill Divine Place was using him as an oblation not because he was a known genius in Haotian Taoism or that he was a disciple on the Second floor of the Academy. The crux of the matter was that his father was the Abbey Dean of Zhishou Abbey and his mother was a descendant of the Great Divine Priest of Light who had left the Peach Mountain six hundred years ago for the South Sea and then had disappeared.

His identity as a successor of the Academy was a betrayal to Haotian, and the most precious blood of Haotian Taoism flowed in his veins. Was there any other traitor of such pedigree who was more suitable to become an oblation?

Furthermore, to the West-Hill Divine Palace, when the Peach Mountain burns with holy fire and when Chen Pipi faces the danger of burning to ashes, would the Academy do nothing? Would Ning Que continue staying in Chang'an?

Ning Que felt cold thinking about how the fat boy would be burned into a puddle of fat. He looked at the Divine Hall of Light at the peak and thought, 'do you really want him to die so badly? Do you really want me to die?'