After a long silence, Xinxia gently placed her hands on the armrest and ignored Iza's accusation.
"If there's nothing else, I'm going back to rest," Xinxia said to Iza when she turned around.
However, Izisha did not move. Her eyes were fixed on Ye Xinxia like the king of snakes in the woods, as if she was trying to see through Ye Xinxia's body and soul.
When Ye Xinxia was completely out of her sight, Iza was still in the same spot. She gave Xinxia a bright smile, as if she had finally discovered a huge secret. However, as she smiled, her emotions slowly changed. She became cold, angry, and finally a little strange!
Perhaps even Iza did not expect that Ye Xinxia would be the one running against her. Of course, what Iza was most upset about was the Divine Soul!
As a former Goddess, Iza was never recognized by the Divine Soul during her time as the Goddess. This caused her to be criticized by countless people during her time as the Goddess.
Even though she had a lot of power in Parthenon, not many forces dared to go against her. Because she did not have the Divine Soul, everything she did was related to "not being recognized by the Gods"!
A Goddess who was not recognized by the Gods.
A Goddess who relied on killing, intimidation, and political tactics to forcefully occupy the position of the Goddess!
This was most of the comments that Iza received.
Look at Ye Xinxia!!
Just because she had a godly soul, even if she did something insignificant, there would always be some factions of devout ancient gods who would exaggerate it. If she made a great contribution to spreading blessings in the temple in other areas, she would be praised to the sky by many people.
The Chosen Goddess!
If they did not support such a Saintess as the highest belief in Parthenon, even the Gods would despise them!!
When Ye Xinxia came to Parthenon, she had nothing. She was only an apprentice.
Because of the Divine Soul, because of the Hall Mother and the other old sages' superstition towards the Divine Soul …
Such an insignificant girl was forcefully pushed to the same position as her, and even became a great enemy for her to be reinstated as the Goddess!
In that case, all the arrangements and sacrifices she had made before would become meaningless!
The Resurrection Theurgy.
She designed her own death and then resurrected from the crystal coffin to let people know that Iza still had the Resurrection Theurgy even without the Divine Soul. Her resurrection was the best example.
But when she woke up from the crystal coffin, she found that everything had changed.
Parthenon cared about the Divine Soul, the God's choice, and whether it was recognized by the Divine Soul, not the Theurgy.
Perhaps the people who were dissatisfied with him when he was in charge of the Parthenon Temple had finally found a way to vent their anger on him, by supporting his competitors unconditionally.
Iza was standing at the crossroad.
Iza's to look..
In order to be re-elected, she had paid an unimaginable price!
In the end, she might be overthrown by the people who had been waiting for her to fall!
She had gotten rid of the biggest threat to her in the world, Wen Tai.
But even though Wen Tai was dead, his soul still lingered in the world, and he was secretly controlling everything.
…
Iza returned to the Saintess' Hall with a cold expression.
Muse Mei Le came up to her and bowed to Iza solemnly. The bow was different from usual. She bent her body greatly, almost half kneeling, and her head was completely lowered.
"What are you doing?" Iza asked with a frown.
"Bowing," Muse Mei Le said with a smile.
"I know," Iza's tone was stiff.
She had been in the Parthenon Temple for many years. How could she not tell the difference between different kinds of salutes? Muse Mei Le was obviously saluting the Goddess, but the election had yet to come to an end. Before the outcome of the election was announced, the salute was not supposed to be used in any place, including private residences.
"Your Highness, you're still as strict as ever. I just feel that the position of Goddess belongs to none other than you. It's been many years since I've performed this ritual, and I'm afraid that I've become rusty. So, I'm practicing it a little more so that when you succeed the position, you won't make any mistakes. Otherwise, the other Sages will laugh at you," Mei Le said.
"Don't do such boring things anymore." Iza's face was cold. She was not interested in Mei Le's flattery.
She did not like this kind of useless ceremony. If a person could control everything, they would not care about this superficial etiquette.
What she needed was everyone's heartfelt respect and fear!
"Yes, Your Highness." Mei Le was a little embarrassed. She thought that her cleverness could get a smile from Iza. She hurriedly changed the topic, "Someone sent a lot of delicate little jars."
"I saw it." Iza saw it as soon as she walked into the Saintess' Hall. Mei Le had arranged these delicate little jars very well. This was the only thing that pleased Iza these days.
"It must have been sent by someone who is very familiar with you. The person who sent it even specially told me that the things inside are all sealed and stored, and that I have to wait for you to come back and open it personally. It seems like every different pattern and pattern is a different gift. This old friend of yours is probably celebrating for you in advance," Mei Le said.
Mei Le had been following Iza for a long time. She was very familiar with Iza's daily habits and hobbies.
Izisha did not like the exquisite items that most of the maids and Muses were fond of. She was not interested in jewelry, expensive clothes, or luxurious courtyards. She was only interested in the jars that were exquisitely carved on the outside and had unique shapes.
There were all kinds of flower jars, green vases, and ancient porcelain placed in the place where she lived. They would be replaced every once in a while.
Even so, not many people knew about Iza's hobby, so Mei Le was sure that these jars that were collected from all over the world were sent by one of Iza's acquaintances. It was a very attentive person who cared about Iza a lot.
Iza walked to the flower bed in the hall and looked at one of the short jars. She took it and opened the small leaf lid.
At first, he thought that it was filled with some kind of exotic spices, but a half-moldy smell came from inside.
Iza was already dissatisfied with the smell, but when she saw what was inside the jar, her face changed!!!
"Pa!!!!"
The delicate jar was slammed to the ground by Iza. The fragments splashed everywhere, and the gray powder inside spilled out.
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