Mo Fan could easily come out of seclusion, but considering that he needed time to consolidate his Space Element and Summoning Element, and that he wanted to improve his Fire Element and Lightning Element further, a month of meditation was nowhere enough. Cultivating on the Mountain of Praise was indeed a lot easier and faster than cultivating anywhere else.
Even though Mo Fan had acquired the Lightning Seal, he was not in a rush to leave. He planned to cultivate for another month to purify his energy.
The Mountain of Praise was completely isolated from the outside world, preventing any external disturbances. The national team that came in first had the right to cultivate on the Mountain of Praise.
The path of cultivation had always been long and boring. Mo Fan had long gotten rid of the habit of showing off every little achievement he had. If he could not focus on his cultivation, his achievements would most likely be limited.
He was already blessed by the Heavens. If he worked extra hard, it was only a matter of time before he became unbeatable!
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The Flying Flower Festival was a festival on the sacred mountain of the Parthenon Temple, but it had somehow turned into the most famous festival in Greece.
During the Flying Flower Festival, the delicate honey colored petals and emerald blue leaves on the sacred mountain would intertwine with each other in the seasonal wind from the Mediterranean Sea. They would linger on the mountaintop and the mountainside of the sacred mountain. Then, they would slowly enter the Acropolis of Athens like an honor guard. They would fly into people's courtyards and into the streets and alleys. The entire city would be adorned with such a breathtaking beauty!
The festival would also gather the believers of Parthenon from all over the world. The Citadel of Athens, which was usually quiet, was bustling with noise and excitement. The people had been waiting at the foot of the mountain since the previous night, hoping to be the first to enter the Hall of Faith and listen to the prayers of the old Muse …
"Sigh, someone beat me to it in the end. I thought I could at least rank in the top 1,000, but looking at the people on this path, they all go all the way to the Ten Thousand Stairs …" An old man who was over 50 years old said with a sigh.
"There are always people who are more sincere than us. Huh, what's wrong with the people in front? It seems like something happened," the old woman stood on her tiptoes and stared at the people in front of her.
The people in front of her were moving, and behind them was a sea of people, completely blocking the path. The people at the front were yelling, as if they had heard some bad news.
"Let's go back, the sacred mountain is closed today!"
"The mountain is closed? Are you kidding me? We've come all the way here. We've been waiting here since last night, "someone yelled.
"I've already given the order. You can talk to the Mages of Faith if you're not satisfied."
"Seriously? Why is the mountain being closed all of a sudden!?"
"Who knows, maybe something serious is going to happen? Maybe we'll come again tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
"Let's go, let's go … Wow, why are there so many people behind us? How do we go?"
It was difficult for the huge waiting line to move. Those who knew about the closure of the mountain wanted to retreat and leave, but at most, they could only turn around and it was difficult for them to move.
Luckily, the government was in charge of maintaining order on the sacred mountain of the Parthenon Temple. It did not matter how many people there were. The Parthenon Temple soon returned to the city.
However, many people still could not understand why the sacred mountain of the Parthenon Temple would be closed all of a sudden. The Flying Flower Festival was an important festival. The mountain would not be closed unless something serious happened. Unfortunately, the news about the Parthenon Temple had not been leaked. It was meaningless to speculate further.
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Xinxia felt a slight pain in her head. The pain had been going on for quite some time. Xinxia had no idea how weak her body was. Even though she was a Magician, she still felt like she could not exert her strength. It was a feeling that would occur not long after she woke up.
She opened her eyes and realized she was not on the bed. She was sitting in a wheelchair. Xinxia finally remembered that she had fallen asleep in the wheelchair after reading too late the night before.
Suddenly, a pungent smell wafted into her nose. She immediately woke up and opened her eyes, only to find that she was surrounded by a large group of people. These people were all staring at her in disbelief, with vigilance as if they were looking at a monster!
"Your words have truly disappointed us," the Hall Mother sighed.
"How vicious, is life really that worthless in your eyes? Are you seriously trying to eliminate all the enemies that are in your way to become the Goddess?" Great Muse Cynthia glared at Xinxia and scolded her furiously.
"You really do have the blood of demons flowing in your body!"
Xinxia glanced at the crowd. She realized that almost all the authorities of the Parthenon Temple were here.
Her gaze was calm. For some reason, she was able to remain calm despite the ridiculous situation. It was as if the long dream had turned her into an expressionless person.
She lowered her head and glanced at the smell that was assaulting her nose.
It was the smell of blood, as she thought.
She saw that her hands, sleeves, and skirt were stained with blood. A familiar person was lying in her wheelchair. Her eyes were wide open and she stared at her in disbelief. She was already dead, but she was still staring at her.
"I … I killed her?" Xinxia murmured.
For some reason, she had a feeling that she was the one who had done it. She did not even know why she had done it. She could only recall some of the scenes in her blurry memory.
"Did you really forget what you did!?" Hai Long snapped furiously.
"Panijia?" Xinxia took a closer look at the person's face. It was none other than Panijia, the kindest, kindest Saintess!
Xinxia took a deep breath. She needed some time to understand everything that was happening in front of her.
"Panijia sacrificed her life to expose you. She also saved the Parthenon Temple from a great disaster!"
"I didn't expect this election to be so troublesome."
Asha'ria was among the crowd too. She was being protected by a few Golden Sun Knights.
Asha'ria slowly walked forward and stared at Xinxia.
Xinxia also raised her head to look at her and asked, "Is this your masterpiece? Thank you for treating me as your competitor."
Asha'ria shook her head and said, "Are you Ye Xinxia?"
Xinxia did not understand why she would ask that.
Asha'ria continued, "You didn't know you had another soul, right?"
Xinxia looked at her. She had no idea what Asha'ria was talking about.
"It seems like you really didn't know. Your soul is innocent, but your other soul is unforgivable! "Asha'ria said coldly.
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After two months of cultivating in seclusion, Mofan returned to his country.
Mo Fan knew the election period had yet to come to an end. He was planning to make use of the two months he had spent cultivating in seclusion to head to the Three Step Tower of the Pearl Institute to improve his Lightning and Fire Elements to the second tier of the Advanced Level …
The time he could spend cultivating in the Three Step Tower was limited. Mofan managed to improve his Fire Element to the second tier of the Advanced Level, allowing him to cast the Sky-Flame Funeral: Hellish Flames.
After returning to the Clearsky Hunter Agency, Mofan decided to pay Little Ling Ling a visit. He wondered how she was doing.
Little Ling Ling seemed to be entering her teenage years. She had grown a lot taller, almost reaching Mofan's shoulder. Her body was starting to look like a girl's, too.
"Ling Ling, let's find something to do. I'm thinking of buying a piece of Shield Equipment. My Departing Nether Shield is no longer useful." Mofan had finally reached the Greater Success Stage. He was planning to show off his skills. With his current strength, he should have no problem taking on a huge bounty on his own!
Ling Ling was leaning against the counter. She slowly lifted her gaze.
Her gaze was strange. Mofan could not describe it, but he could tell that something serious was about to happen.
"What's wrong?" asked Mofan.
"I'm not in a position to tell you. I'll explain it to you when my sister is here," said Ling Ling.
"What's so hard about it? Is it your first period? HAHAHA, you're a woman now, Little Ling Ling …" Mofan burst out laughing.
Ling Ling did not react to Mofan's joke. She did not look at him like he was a pervert, either.
Mofan quickly withdrew his smile when he saw her reaction. It seemed like something serious was going to happen.
"You should be prepared," said Ling Ling.
"Me?" Mofan was stunned.
While the two were talking, Vice Presiding Judge Leng Qing had already walked over from the bar.
Tang Yue and Presiding Judge Tang Zhong came with her. When the three of them saw Mofan, their expressions were a little strange.
"Something happened?" Mofan asked.
Tang Yue nodded and sat next to Mofan.
Leng Qing did not say a word.
The atmosphere became very strange. No one told the truth.
"Are you going to sit like this forever?" Mofan asked.
"Mofan, we don't know how to tell you about this. In fact, we found it hard to believe at first. We thought it was ridiculous, but after a series of evidence, we had to admit it," said Tang Zhong.
"Just say it. Is there anything in this world that I'm afraid of?" Mofan said.
"Salan was caught," said Leng Qing.
Mofan was stunned.
His first reaction when he heard the news was that it was impossible.
For some reason, he felt that Salan was not the kind of person who was stupid enough to be caught silently. Her intelligence was close to that of a demon!
"Where was she caught?" Mofan asked.
"Parthenon," said Leng Qing.
Mofan laughed. Salan was hiding in Parthenon?
It was true that the most dangerous place was the safest place. But how had she been seen through?
"Don't you want to know who she is?" Tang Yue asked in a low voice.
"Who else could she be? She's Salan! It's great that we caught her, but I don't think the Parthenon Temple is going to jump to conclusions so soon, since the person might not be Salan. No one has seen her face before … I did hear her voice, but there are many ways to alter a person's voice, including their appearance," Mo Fan said.
Mofan was not very excited about this news because it was hard to say whether that person was Salan or not.
"There's solid evidence that she is."
"What solid evidence? Oh, tell me who she is first, "said Mofan.
The three of them fell silent. They looked at each other, but no one wanted to say it.
Mofan thought their behavior was funny.
"It's … it's Xinxia." Finally, Tang Zhong gathered his courage and said.
The smile on Mofan's face disappeared in an instant!
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