The sun shone brightly. On the peak of Great Light Peak, the crystal-clear ice peaks reflected the red light.
The Divine Light Basilica was exceptionally bright.
Saint Sun Mingyue sat behind the desk with a white veil covering her face, revealing only a pair of almond-shaped eyes. She was quietly watching the four elders in the basilica.
The four elders were dressed in white, with white hair and ruddy complexions. They looked like immortals.
However, they did not have the transcendent elegance of immortals. Instead, they argued until their faces were flushed and their necks were thick.
She watched them argue without saying a word.
"In my opinion, this unruly fellow should give up and stop indulging him. Otherwise, he'll cause more trouble. He dared to kill an Altar Leader now. What about the next time? Priest? What about the next time? Could it be the Saint?! "
"Old Hu, your words are biased. Why don't you ask him why he killed?"
"No matter the reason, he did kill someone! Furthermore, he offended his superior and killed an Altar Lord! "
"Then I'd like to ask, would you kill someone like him if you met him?"
"I won't!"
"Even if your sweetheart is harmed, you won't kill someone?"
"I believe in the Saint and the rules!"
"Haha, how fake!" Another elder shook his head and sneered. "Old Hu, have you forgotten what you were like when you were young?"
"Zhao, what do you mean!"
"Old Hu, you're the same as Zhao Dahe. That's why you hate him so much and want him dead, right?"
"Zhao, don't slander me. Since when did I want him dead?"
"Cripple his martial arts and throw him into Yinyang Cave. How many days do you plan to let him suffer?"
"Ten days."
"You want him to suffer for ten days after crippling his martial arts? Hmph, you might as well give him a quick death. Kill him and save him the pain! "
"Old Hu, do you think it's a taboo for him to offend his superiors? The more he lives, the more cowardly he becomes! "
"According to Little Fang's report, Mo Qianjun was the one who hunted Zhao Dahe. Then, Zhao Dahe killed Mo Qianjun. It's true that he killed Mo Qianjun and offended his superiors, but it's not a crime worthy of death!"
"What do you want to do with him?"
"Cripple his martial arts and throw him into Raging Flame Valley to mine!"
"Then he'll be completely crippled!"
"It's better not to use this little guy. Otherwise, he will become a scourge one day!"
"It's because his sweetheart died. Now that his sweetheart is dead, I don't think any girl will like him, and he won't like any of them either, so there's no need to worry about him going crazy."
"What a sentimental little fellow!"
"Such a sentimental person should be given a chance to live."
"Then throw it into Yinyang Cave!"
The crowd discussed among themselves, occasionally looking up at Sun Mingyue.
Sun Mingyue seemed to be deep in thought. She did not move, but her eyes flickered.
After a while, the four old men stopped discussing and looked at Sun Mingyue.
"Saintess, please make the decision," an old man with white hair and a youthful complexion said in a deep voice.
"He'll be crippled of his martial arts and sent to Yinyang Cave for a month. If he can survive, he'll be sent to Sharp Vigor Battalion!" Sun Mingyue said flatly.
"This …" The old man was a little hesitant. "Saintess, isn't it a little heavy? A month in Yinyang Cave! "
This was no different from killing him. No one had ever survived a month.
"If he can't, then it's his fate." Sun Mingyue said flatly, "It's up to him!"
"Saintess, if he can survive a month, it's no different from killing him. Even if he dies once, he should be absolved of his sins. Why send him to Sharp Vigor Battalion?"
"That's right. Sharp Vigor Battalion has a slim chance of survival. If he's crippled of his martial arts, going to Sharp Vigor Battalion is no different from sending him to death. That's really not giving him a way out. It's too cruel."
Sun Mingyue said flatly, "Elder Hu, Elder Zhao, Zhao Dahe knew he couldn't kill the Altar Leader, but he still killed him. He should've expected this!"
This time, she was completely enraged and had the intention to kill.
"Young Zhao can't be blamed for this. One was a woman who liked him, and the other was a woman he liked. Both of them died at once. Which man can bear it? It's no wonder he's crazy!"
"No matter how crazy he is, he can't ignore the church's rules." Sun Mingyue said flatly, "He must bear the consequences of being crazy."
"Sigh." The four elders felt helpless.
They were dissatisfied with Chu Li's unscrupulous behavior, but they could understand his madness. Moreover, he was such a talented person, so they could not bear to kill him. However, judging from the Saint's stance, she was not going to let Zhao Dahe live at all!
"It's mainly because Young Mo took the initiative to kill him. Young Zhao can't be blamed entirely."
"Elder Zhao, there's no need to say anything more. Zhao Dahe was just trying to bait Mo Qianjun into attacking him. Even if Mo Qianjun didn't kill him, he would've killed him. This can't be allowed to continue!"
"What if Young Zhao can't make it?"
"If he can't, he can only blame it on fate," Sun Mingyue said flatly.
"Sigh, I really have nothing to say!"
"Saintess, it's a waste to send him to Sharp Vigor Battalion. Why don't you keep his martial arts and let him kill Monk Zhi Shan? If he can kill Zhi Shan, he can make up for his mistakes with his merits."
"Merits can't make up for mistakes. This is the principle," Sun Mingyue said. "Elder Hu, you should understand."
The four elders shook their heads helplessly. They had completely understood that the Saint wanted to kill Zhao Dahe and would not let him live. It was useless for them to say anything more.
Therefore, they fist saluted and left.
Sun Mingyue waved her hand and did not ask them to stay.
When the four of them came out of Divine Light Basilica, they saw Chu Li standing at the bottom of the steps.
Chu Li's ugly appearance was well-known in the Great Light Peak.
Almost all the disciples of Great Light Peak were outstanding in appearance. Firstly, they had a good foundation from the previous generations. Secondly, the Great Light Scripture also had a beautifying effect.
Chu Li was like a chicken among a flock of cranes in Great Light Peak. He was extremely conspicuous and could be recognized at a glance.
They looked at Chu Li's serious expression and shook their heads. They still felt that it was a pity. Such a good young man could've been more useful and killed more people for the Holy Church of Light.
A young lady in green glided down the steps and said in a clear voice, "Junior Brother Zhao, come in."
Chu Li fist saluted and walked up the steps step by step. He slowly entered the basilica.
Sun Mingyue sat behind the desk and looked at him quietly.
Chu Li fist saluted. "Greetings, Saintess."
"You know that you can't escape death, right?" Sun Mingyue said flatly.
Chu Li said, "I know!"
"Why did you still do it if you knew?" Sun Mingyue asked.
"Yes!" Chu Li nodded.
"Your real enemy isn't Altar Leader Mo but Monk Zhi Shan!" Sun Mingyue said, "Instead of seeking revenge, you killed Mo Qianjun …"
She shook her head as she spoke.
Chu Li said, "Monk Zhi Shan is my mortal enemy but Mo Qianjun is from the same faction. It's too shameful to die from a fellow faction member's plot. Besides, I can't kill Monk Zhi Shan!"
"You won't have the chance to seek revenge from Monk Zhi Shan." Sun Mingyue said, "Cripple your martial arts and face the wall in Yinyang Cave for a month. After that, report to Sharp Vigor Battalion!"
Chu Li fist saluted without saying a word.
Sun Mingyue said, "If you can make a great contribution to Sharp Vigor Battalion and become a centurion, you'll be able to regain your position as a Branch Leader!"
"Yes." Chu Li nodded.
"Sharp Vigor Battalion is a camp of sacrificial warriors. They're responsible for spying on the enemy. Yinyang Cave is also a place of death. If you can survive it, consider it your good fortune. If not, it's your fate. don't blame me! "
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