At the same time, in the northeast of the Empire, a huge snowy mountain rose into the sky and stood there.
This was the Yalan Sacred Mountain. Not only did the majestic mountain range rise and fall, it was beautiful and tall. Coupled with the pure white snow and surging clouds, it exuded an endless sense of mystery.
This was the number one snowy mountain in the Empire, and also the sacred mountain of the Holy See of Truth located within the Empire. Legend had it that it was the burial place of the first Holy Maiden of the Holy See of Truth.
On this snowy mountain, one could still see various believers in white robes walking up the steps, stopping at various churches along the way to kowtow, and then sincerely and reverently kowtow in the direction of the peak of the snowy mountain.
On the entire snowy mountain, there were countless churches or relics similar to the Holy See of Truth, displaying the Church's deep heritage and financial resources.
At the back of the Yalan Sacred Mountain, at the location known as the Holy Maiden Peak, heavy snow was falling, covering the ground with a thick layer of snow that was about a meter deep.
Under such terrifying weather, a man stood in the snow. Although the snow was falling heavily, it did not bend his spine. Despite the cold wind blowing in his face, his eyes did not move at all, staring at a magnificent palace in front of him.
It was a beautiful and extremely luxurious palace. Almost every inch of space was filled with densely packed reliefs and scriptures. It was a super palace made of pure white jade, like a work of art.
It was already inconceivable that such a palace could be built on the Holy Maiden Peak, which was more than 5000 meters above sea level. However, in such a terrifying cold, the entire palace was like a paradise, untainted by any snowflakes or cold air. This was even more inconceivable.
This was the place where the Holy Orison, one of the ten strongest in the Empire and one of the Guardian Kings of the Holy See of Truth, had secluded himself.
A believer in white walked up to Huang Lin. The believer stepped lightly on the snow, but did not leave a single trace. He was only wearing a white robe, but he did not seem to be afraid of the cold at all.
He looked at Huang Lin, shook his head, and said, "Since the Guardian King has set a ten-year period of seclusion, he won't come out early no matter what. It's better that you don't wait any longer. Quickly leave the mountain."
Huang Lin said firmly, "Master Yuelun, please tell the Guardian King that the situation this time is really different. Fang Xingjian's talent in swordsmanship was unparalleled. In just one year, he had completed what an ordinary person would have taken decades to cultivate. If he could regain his eyesight, his future achievements would definitely not be below the God level. Such a child should not be buried by injuries. As long as Lord Fawang is willing to treat Fang Xingjian, I'm willing to spend all my wealth and become a believer of the Holy See of Truth. "
As he spoke, Huang Lin bent his knees. His back, which had always been straight since he was born, bent for the first time.
He knelt heavily on the snowy ground and spoke in the direction of the palace.
"I, Huang Lin, have never knelt before anyone. Today, I kneel only to beg Lord Dharmaraja to open the door."
Huang Lin was a Conferred Knight, an expert who had practiced martial arts for several tens of years. His pride, his glory, and his determination were things that not even one in several hundred thousand or even several million people had. Otherwise, he would not have been able to attain a breakthrough to the second transition and become a second transition level 25 Knight.
However, at this moment, for the sake of his disciple's hope, he had finally cast aside everything, throwing the Knight's glory that he had held onto all his life onto the ground.
In that instant, his face seemed to have aged ten years. The mental cultivation method in his mind circulated increasingly slower, and he was no longer able to maintain it.
The kneeling of someone like him was more than a hundred or even a thousand times heavier than that of ordinary people. Because of this kneeling, his mental cultivation method might not be able to flow smoothly, and he would never be able to progress further.
This was equivalent to him using his own future to bet on Fang Xingjian's future.
Sigh ~ ~ ~
"Fang Xingjian has a good Master."
A sigh came from Master Yuelun, who was standing at the side, as he walked lightly toward the palace.
"I'll gather some information about him, but I can't guarantee that the Guardian King will take a look at it."
…
Another few days passed by in Kirst Royal Academy. This morning, Ferdinand arrived at Fang Xingjian's villa early in the morning, when the sky was still bright.
He went straight into Fang Xingjian's study. His face was filled with dark circles, and it was obvious that he had not slept well. However, the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed.
He looked at Fang Xingjian and said, "Good news, great news."
Fang Xingjian's brows twitched. Hearing that, he stood up and asked, "There's news about the parietal bone?"
"A level 25 Conferred Knight who has just died five years ago." Ferdinand grinned. "Although they're keeping it a secret, the only one who fulfills these conditions should be a Headmaster from the Northern Ice Region. "They're not selling this parietal bone, but they're willing to lend it out for six hours. It's a pity that they're only willing to lend it out once, and they're going to conduct a secret underground auction."
"Lend it out for six hours?"
Upon hearing so much information, Fang Xingjian was stunned for a moment. However, at the next moment, he understood everything.
This year's Regional Selection concerned the future fates of countless people. Regardless of whether it was the increased prizes or the fact that it could increase the academy's budget, both of these would drive countless people crazy.
It was clearly the same for the auction this time around. The other party wanted to use this opportunity to raise funds and create better conditions for their students. The money earned from the auction could be used to buy cultivation materials or Divine Weapons. In any case, it could be used to strengthen the abilities of their students.
And the reason why they had come to the Great Western Region from the Northern Ice Region was naturally because they did not wish to support their enemies. If they were to auction it out in the Northern Ice Region and people from other academies were able to attain Heaven's Perception through the parietal bone, they would be shooting themselves in the foot.
The time they could lend it out for was not long, only six hours at a time. It must also be because their own students and instructors in the Northern Ice Region also wanted to use this item.
Understanding this in an instant, Fang Xingjian nodded fiercely and asked, "In your opinion, how much money would be needed to bid for these six hours?"
Ferdinand nodded solemnly and said, "There are many aristocrats in Kirst who have started to take action. There are also people from Green Jade City and Mongul City who have come over. They are all people who wish to attain Heaven's Perception. "And they will start the auction in half a month's time. Although the time is very short, in my opinion, it'll be impossible to get it without 20000 gold. "This is the parietal bone of a level 25 Conferred Knight."
There were only five thousand Conferred Knights in the entire Empire. How valuable would the parietal bone of a level 25 Conferred Knight who had died within ten years be?
Although they could only borrow it for six hours, it would allow them to experience the feeling of attaining Heaven's Perception in advance. Even if they might not be able to attain Heaven's Perception after using it, it would still be an unforgettable experience.
Therefore, Ferdinand, who had voiced his guess, was not very confident. It was because he had never participated in such auctions before.
When Fang Xingjian heard the price of 20000 gold, he could not help but frown. He suddenly thought of the corpses of the Garcia Warriors he had killed.
'It's time to recall the places where the Great Warriors' corpses were buried. '
Fang Xingjian remembered that he had killed about 14 Garcia's Great Warriors. If he were to sell the complete remains of 14 level 19 Knights, he might be able to gather 20000 gold, giving him a chance to experience Heaven's Perception.
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