658 Believers (1/2)

It was a tricky issue.

At the moment, Schubert's scepter had turned into a seed and was hiding in her consciousness. If the one-legged man dared to do it, even Ye Qingxuan wouldn't let him off, not to mention the Sacred City.

It seemed that they really couldn't do much about it.

Ye Qingxuan sighed and gave a wave of his hand. ”It's already midnight. Go get some rest, everyone, no need to keep vigil here.”

Soon, the masters all left.

Ye Qingxuan reached out and adjusted the brazier next to the stone bed, making the fire burn more vigorously. The flame burning in the air brought light and illuminated the music theory pages in his hand.

He might as well make good use of the time to study something since he couldn't fall back asleep anyway.

It was just nice that Schubert's scepter had provided him with plenty of inspiration in the earlier half of the night. He already knew what sort of Symphony of Predestination he wanted.

Ye Qingxuan planned to make haste in perfecting it. Ideally, he hoped to settle his Symphony of Predestination completely in one go in two days. Then, he would just have to wait to hitch the ride to attain the Level of Scepter.

It wasn't long before Ye Qingxuan heard the sound of breathing become steady.

He put down the manuscript, looked back, and saw that the expression of the old nun on the stone bed had become peaceful, as if she had descended into a long slumber, her fingers trembling slightly.

Finally, she opened her eyes once more.

This time, her eyes no longer had an empty look in them. Instead, they were old and murky, with shadows cast by the erosion of pain.

She looked at the broken ceiling sluggishly, then her eyes fell on Ye Qingxuan. Seeing the Church's emblem on his collar, she murmured softly, ”Is this... heaven?”

Ye Qingxuan shook his head slowly. ”Regretfully, Sister, you have not ascended to heaven because of your piety and good deeds. God has not accepted you, so you have remained in the mortal realm.”

”Where is this place?” she asked.

”The Ultimate,” Ye Qingxuan replied.

Confusion flashed across the old nun's eyes. She seemed unable to comprehend his words, nor did she understand what exactly the Ultimate was.

Ye Qingxuan sighed. ”In a nutshell, it's a very troublesome place.”

The old nun was momentarily surprised, and remained silent for a long time.

”Oh, I see. I'm still alive...” She looked at the wrinkles on her palm and murmured softly, ”God loves me.”

”Don't you hate them?” Ye Qingxuan looked at her peaceful expression and suddenly asked. ”You still have your memories, right? You still remember what they of the Church did to you.”

The old nun fell silent for a good while.

”I still remember those days. Many archbishops spoke to me, and the Holy See also praised me — ” She said softly, ”It is probably my destiny. For me, having such talent is a lucky thing.

”At least, I'm not totally useless in everything other than praying...”

Looking at the old nun's unperturbed expression, for some reason unknown, Ye Qingxuan was somewhat displeased. ”How could someone be destined to become a consumable?”

Seemingly sensing the dissatisfaction in Ye Qingxuan's words, the old nun gave an awkward smile. ”In my opinion... someone has to offer themselves up to be consumed, no? What's more, it's for the sake of the world...”

The corner of Ye Qingxuan's eye twitched.

Foolish.

He withdrew his gaze and didn't want to say anything more.

To be honest, he sort of regretted his choice.

Although he had long since prepared himself that the old nun would be a fanatic, even fanatics came in many different varieties. Many were shepherds who sacrificed everything, but many others were sheep that could take anything lying down.

She was the latter.

Of the countless types of people out there, only such people were the least valuable.

They couldn't even live their lives for themselves.

But soon, Ye Qingxuan discovered a merit of the old nun that made him a little less upset.

No, it was simply an irreplaceable forte in the Ultimate.