The mental exhaustion of the female priests was too great, and their aging speed was much faster than that of regular humans. Their lifespans were also shorter. It was easy to calculate that a few or even a dozen female priests would return to the sea of stars every year, which meant that a few or even a dozen successors of the female priests would come to the Main Planet to receive training in the praying hall.
As such, the populace of the Federation of the Milky Way was not interested in the arrival of the successor of the female priest on the Main Planet. However, the female priest of the Stargate had a very high status in the praying hall, second only to the Unspeakable One and on the same level as the female priests in the other six sectors. Her successor was ultimately different.
Moreover, the successor of the female priest of the Stargate this year was a poor young girl from the underground neighborhood. The legendary story had spread from the Stargate Base to countless planets, which was why so many news media came to interview her, and a few TV stations chose to broadcast it live.
However, those TV stations did not expect that the ratings would climb so quickly after the live broadcast began, and then suddenly climbed to an unimaginable curve.
What was going on?
The directors and reporters of the news media were terrifyingly sensitive to viewership ratings, as if they were immortals who had ascended to heaven and earth. Almost at the same time, all the news media received instructions or consciously pointed their cameras at the red-haired female priest … the young man behind her.
More than ten drones descended from the sky as if they were going to take pictures of the young man's face. Only when the battleship issued a low altitude warning did they reluctantly ascend a little.
The young man was wearing a very ordinary blue hoodie. There was no sense of fashion, nor was he wearing any makeup. He didn't even have a hairstyle. His black hair was tied up casually.
No one cared about that. Everyone's gaze fell on his face.
How should this face be described?
Indescribable.
The officials at the airport, the reporters, the main preachers of the praying hall, and the populace in front of the TV screens could do nothing but exclaim in surprise when they saw Jing Jiu's face, or simply praise it as "so beautiful".
Don't think that he's not beautiful enough just because he doesn't have a description. In fact, in the face of beauty itself, what else can you do other than praise him?
A lotus flower with dew on it? The lonely and beautiful tree outside the lotus pond? The rainbow at the top of the tree? The end of the rainbow pointed to the Southern Cross Constellation?
No, any description that was based on reality would have problems, because it would be proven wrong in the end. Those lotuses, trees, rainbows, and stars were all not as beautiful as him.
Ten Li of Spring Breeze? Don't mention it.
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Accompanied by Jiang Yuxia and Hua Xi, Zong Lizi headed toward the outside of the battleship.
The three girls were all extremely beautiful, and all of them had different kinds of beauty. However, when they walked together with Jing Jiu, it was hard to see their beauty.
The government officials who came to greet him, the reporters of the news media, and the populace in front of the TV sets were all guessing the identity and background of that youth in a blue shirt. Many busybodies had already opened the relevant forums on the Stargate Base in an attempt to find out the answer.
The main preachers and female caretakers of the praying hall and the College of Priests showed a hint of surprise in their eyes, but they soon calmed down. It seemed that they had learned of Jing Jiu's identity and had been reminded of it.
The comments on the forum, the discussions in front of the TV, and the female reporter's loss of composure only came to an end when Jing Jiu and the others got into the car.
The main planet was a very traditional and conservative place. Of course, for safety reasons, flight control was extremely strict.
Civilian aircrafts needed to be approved by both the government and the military before they could take off and land in fixed areas and fly according to fixed routes. It was very inconvenient. Most of the populace traveled by high-speed floating trains. Even the high-ranking government officials and the heads of the clans took the floating cars, and the floating cars were not allowed to fly more than five meters above the ground.
The fleet of carriages that came to greet Zong Lizi and her group was quite large. In addition to the government, the praying hall, and the College of Priests, even a councilor of the Administrative Committee of the Federation had sent his own car. Unfortunately, his car was left outside.
The ridiculous scene of people rushing to pick up the guests didn't occur. It was because the parties had communicated beforehand. Zong Lizi, Jing Jiu, Jiang Yuxia, Hua Xi, and the main preacher got into the luxury car of the praying hall, and the rest of the entourage got into the cars of the government.
The reporters of the news media noticed the formation of the fleet of carriages, feeling surprised. In the next moment, they found that the defense was much tighter than usual.
A gust of strong wind blew over in the high sky, dispersing some of the floating clouds and exposing the blue sky and a few battleships …
Hundreds of elite soldiers in full armor surrounded the Scorching-Sun Battleship, blocking the reporters and the populace who came to watch the ceremony. The road leading to the mountains was cleared as soon as possible.
A dozen mechas of the latest model landed from the sky, their engines emitting a gloomy glow, flying at a low altitude along with a buzzing sound. As the fleet of carriages advanced into the mountains, the laser cannons were aimed at the periphery. It was evident that the safety valve had been opened.
Why was the military so vigilant? Did the Scorching-Sun Battleship encounter something on its journey to the Main Planet?
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The main preacher in the same carriage as Jing Jiu was Tai Yang. He was the one who wanted to preach to Jing Jiu at the Fire-Passing Pagoda in Shou 'er City.
"The attack on the Scorching-Sun Battleship is still a top secret. The soldiers on the battleship will be closed for investigation for a while. The military is under a great deal of pressure, but they won't come to harass the Master Priest and you," said the main preacher Tai Yang in a low voice.
Jiang Yuxia had noticed that the female priest of the Stargate and the main preacher treated Jing Jiu humbly. She had vaguely guessed what was going on, but she pretended that she didn't know anything about it.
Hua Xi was a very intelligent girl, but she was more interested in other matters, like the limousine of the praying hall.
She had been observing the surroundings since she got in the limousine. The living room, a few comfortable soft chairs and the special wine cabinet reminded her of the manor at home.
There were so many facilities in the limousine; it was easy to imagine how spacious and luxurious the interior of the limousine was.
Zong Lizi had learned something from the female priest before she left the Stargate, and the main preacher Tai told her the rest before they arrived on the Main Planet.
From that day onwards, she spoke much less.
Sitting in the limousine, she poured tea for Jing Jiu and tidied his collar as usual, saying nothing.
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It didn't take long for the motorcade to arrive at the northwest mountains seven hundred kilometers away after they left the harbor.
The manor was the building of the College of Priests. The praying hall could be seen after climbing over two large mountains. It was said that the tightly sealed ruins of the distant ancient civilization were located further north.
The main preacher Tai Yang led the preachers in dealing with the miscellaneous affairs. Jing Jiu and the three girls went to the second floor.
As soon as the teapot was placed on the small stove and the water wasn't boiling, a stern interrogative voice could be heard outside the building, as well as the faint sound of the automatic guns being loaded.
Jiang Yuxia walked to the window and looked down. She saw a dozen elite soldiers in full armor and an officer standing outside the building.
The soldiers escorting the motorcade to the College of Priests didn't dare stop them when they saw the epaulets on the officer's shoulders.
Standing on the stone steps expressionlessly, the main preacher Tai Yang and the official of the College of Priests demanded sternly, "What do you want to do?"
The officer said, "The military is investigating the case of the Scorching-Sun Battleship being attacked. Please don't obstruct us."
The official of the College of Priests sneered, "You should know that this is the College of Priests!"
The officer said, "You should also know that this is the Internal Affairs Bureau investigating the case."
Hearing the name of the Internal Affairs Bureau, the expression on Jiang Yuxia's face changed slightly, and Hua Xi looked baffled.
Zong Lizi came before Jing Jiu and asked in a low voice while staring into his eyes, "Should we flee?"
Jing Jiu was observing the lines on the iron kettle. Upon hearing this, he uttered "hmm" in bewilderment.
"Together," Zong Lizi said in a lower voice.
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