1337 Luring the Traitor Ou (1/2)

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Covered in filth and ashes, Mo Fan walked into the Canton Tower and made his way to the ward on the seventieth floor.

He could not afford to sit still. Someone was waiting for him to return safely, and someone was waiting to be comforted by him with everything he had.

”What should I even tell the Hall Mother? Please don't do anything so reckless next time. I know that every person's life is precious, but we from the Parthenon Temple should only do things that are within our powers, to ensure that we can do more meaningful things...” Tata was speaking quickly. Mo Fan could hear her Greek accented speech before entering the room.

”My Heavens, you're finally back! I thought you were killed too!” Feng Zhoulong immediately walked up to Mo Fan.

Lingling went up to Mo Fan too. She quickly helped him to a sickbed after seeing his injuries.

”Lingling, I'm sorry...” Mo Fan said grimly.

If he had managed to see through Bei Jiang's abilities earlier, he would have been able to save Leng Qing's life.

Bei Jiang was dead, but he would trade many Bei Jiang for Leng Qing's life!

”What is there to be sorry about? Humph, didn't you notice that someone has fainted?” Tata spoke up, displeased.

Mo Fan looked around and saw Xinxia lying beside Leng Qing's bed like she had fallen asleep, yet Mo Fan knew Xinxia would never fall asleep in a situation like this.

He went over to Xinxia and noticed how terrifyingly pale her face was. It was like she had endured great torture.

”What happened?” Mo Fan asked.

”I don't know what we owe you, but Her Highness used a sacred art of the Parthenon Temple, one she has yet to master...” Tata kept grumbling.

Xinxia slowly regained consciousness when she heard Mo Fan's voice. She smiled when she saw Mo Fan standing in front of her, but her eyes were flickering when she saw Mo Fan's injuries.

”I'll...I'll treat your...”

Tata immediately interrupted as Xinxia was trying to say something. ”My little Saintess, are you trying to make me a sinner of the Parthenon Temple?! Let others worry about his injuries. Don't you cast another spell, or I'll have no choice but to drag you back to the Parthenon Temple!” Tata screamed.

Xinxia began to panic as soon as she saw Mo Fan's injuries. It was common to see Mo Fan with injuries, but they had never been as serious as the ones he currently had. A few of them had almost cut his throat open. She could not imagine how close to death Mo Fan was in the fight. He might not have returned!

”Did you use the Spell of Resurrection?” Mo Fan asked.

Xinxia shook her head and said, ”I didn't use the Spell of Resurrection. I only used the Greater Healing Blessing of the Parthenon Temple. My cultivation is not strong enough, so I was worn out by it.”

”Worn out? Do you think I don't understand your words? You've damaged your soul for it, and you've only preserved the soul of her body for now. If you don't cast the Greater Healing Blessing on her every month, she is still going to die!,” Tata exclaimed.

”Sister Xinxia, my grandpa always says that our fate is in the hands of the Heavens. We've done all we could for our sister. You don't have to sacrifice your soul for her… it was my sister's decision. She knew something like this would happen one day the moment she chose this path,” Lingling did not cry this time. She even tried to comfort Xinxia.

Xinxia did not agree with her. She placed her hand on Leng Qing's palm and said softly, ”If our fate is really in the hands of the Heavens, it means fate has brought me here to save Sister Leng Qing's life. Don't worry, it's not as serious as Tata is saying. I can cast the Greater Healing Blessing on Leng Qing once every month after my cultivation improves. I'll bring her to the Parthenon Temple. You all have tried so hard to save her, how can I not do anything?

”The Source of Darkness has been destroyed. Even though she has stepped into the Gates of Hell, there are cases where people with wilted hearts came back to life in the history of the Parthenon Temple, which is why I'm eager to preserve her soul. It's a reminder that I shouldn't be slacking on my cultivation, too. Don't worry, I won't force myself, and I won't do anything excessive, but I'll try my best to save her. If one year isn't enough, I'll spend two years, or three years...”

Mo Fan was touched by Xinxia's determination. There were many things he wanted to say, but he expressed them with a hug.

”I was thinking of giving Brother Mo Fan a surprise and staying with you for a few days, but I'll have to bring Sister Leng Qing back to the Parthenon Temple...” Xinxia said apologetically.

”It's my fault. Stay until tomorrow,” Mo Fan felt guilty.

Xinxia finally had a chance to rest, yet she ended up so worn out because of him!

”Mm!” Xinxia nodded.