Half a day later.
The people of Bai Hua sect were sitting around the table, eating lunch.
"Shifu, senior brother, third brother seems to have stopped training" Xiu Xiu ran in, breathing heavily and excitedly said.
These past few days, whenever she had time, she would run to Orchid Hall to accompany Gu Qing Shan in her training, cheering her on.
"Stopped training? Then what is he doing? "white goose asked.
"He's going to bathe and change his clothes"
Xiu Xiu scrunched up her nose and spoke with disdain: "For the past few days, he's been sweating and stinking, I told him to bathe and change his clothes, but he acted like he was possessed and didn't even hear me, but today he went to bathe himself"
White goose thought for a bit, then smiled: "Seems like he's gained something"
Soaking in the hot spring, Gu Qing Shan read the UI's description and felt a heavy sense of gain.
[Shifting Flurry (Intermediate): Growth Skill, in a short period of time, shoot 10 arrows in an unpredictable arc to attack the enemy]
[Ground Shrink (Intermediate): Divine Skill, randomly choose a location, or by locking onto the enemy's presence, use a special movement skill to break through the limits of space and directly appear at the corresponding location]
"Casting range: 30 meters."
30 meters, enough for him to use in actual combat.
At this time, a flame came flying.
Gu Qing Shan received the flame talisman, infused it with spirit energy and heard Xiu Xiu's whisper.
"Senior brother, senior brother, Shifu seems to be choosing a Foundation Establishment realm scripture for you"
Gu Qing Shan smiled and put the talisman away.
He opened the War God UI and looked at the hourglass again.
There were only 7 grains of sand left at the top of the hourglass.
I'll be able to return soon.
Gu Qing Shan stared at the hourglass, silently watching the grains of sand fall in slow motion.
Time's up.
A screen of light flashed, and he disappeared from the cultivation world.
Saint Orlank empire.
The royal palace.
"Still no news?"
"Why is there still no news? Are you all freeloaders? I'm going to cut off your heads! "
The king of the empire, a white-haired old man sitting on the throne, asked with a cold expression.
The officers below trembled and all knelt on the ground. "The princess said that she would be back soon, but we have not seen her Drifting Fire at the border."
"Hmph, useless things. I'll give the order now, kill —"
The old man suddenly noticed that the woman who was exuding holy light was gesturing at him.
The old man understood the gesture.
He angrily waved his hand and angrily scolded, "All of you, scram! Don't let me see trash like you again! "
The officers were drenched in cold sweat as they scrambled away.
After they left, the old man took a few deep breaths before his expression gradually calmed down.
"Your Holiness, how is the progress of the matter that this King has requested of your Church?" The old man's tone suddenly became gentle.
"I'm working on it. Please don't worry, Your Majesty. It will be done soon."
The woman, who was wearing a pure white robe and radiating rays of light, replied.
The woman appeared to be around 50 years old, her demeanor was elegant, a bright halo hovered above her head. At a glance, anyone would think that she was the Holy Mother descending to this world.
Such demeanor, such prestige, if she appeared outside the palace, countless mortals would kneel down and worship her.
Unfortunately, she was wearing a thin veil, making it impossible for anyone to see her true appearance.
"You can all leave, I want to talk to the Pope" the old man ordered.
Everyone retreated.
There was dead silence in the main hall.
"Come" the old man on the throne spoke.
The Pope didn't say anything.
"Come, I beg you"
The old man's tone was a bit begging.
The holy Pope sighed, lifted her robe and walked step by step towards the throne.
She was limping, so she walked very slowly. But the old man was clearly happy.
The Pope walked step by step towards the throne, standing next to the old man.
She stroked the old man's head and whispered: "Don't worry, although there are still a few people who refuse to repent, their end will be today"
The old man cried out: "You know that's not what I want"
The Pope stopped for a bit, then her tone became gentle: "Very soon, bear with it a bit longer, very soon it will be"
"I can't take it anymore, I won't do it! I want — – "
The old man's voice was cut off.
His head slowly drooped down, his body slumped down on the throne, as if he suddenly lost his soul.
A pair of hands appeared on the old man's chest.
A pair of hands full of sharp nails reached out from inside the old man's body.
The hands opened to both sides, opening the old man's chest.
There were no organs inside the old man's chest, only a small person.
This was a small person with wrinkles all over his body, only a few strands of hair on his head, and a face full of wrinkles.
However, his voice was full of sharpness.
The small person cried: "Mother, I don't want to stay here, it's so lonely"
"Good baby" the Pope hugged him in her arms and whispered: "Give mother 2 more days, I'll take this country for myself, then you can stop acting"
The small person grabbed the Pope and screamed in a frenzy: "Why can't you understand me, I want Anna, I want Anna, I want her to be my bride!"
"Anna is yours, no one can take her away from you, my dear son" the Pope tried to persuade him.
She suddenly took off her veil, revealing a skinless face and empty eye sockets that were only black holes.
She touched her son's face and said: "Listen to mother and you'll get Anna"
"That's the Empire's Thorny Rose, if you don't work hard, how will you get her?"
The small person sniffled and asked: "Really?"
"Really" the Pope held the small person and quickly persuaded: "As long as you work hard and hold on for 2 more days, I'll get Anna back and marry her to you"
"Very well, then I'll work hard, I'll definitely work hard, I want Anna" saying so, the small person crawled back into the old man's body and closed his chest from the inside.
The old man looked up again, using an old voice, he spoke with a crazed passion: "I want Anna, I want her, she's my bride"
Suddenly, a clear sound came from outside the palace.
"Who!" the old man angrily shouted.
As soon as he spoke, the Pope had already stood still at the bottom of the stairs, her veil had already covered her face again.
Looking at her elegant and noble demeanor, it's almost like she never left.
Outside the main hall, a terrified voice came to report.
"Your majesty, princess Anna has sent a message, requesting to speak directly with you"
"Anna!"
The old man called out in joy, both hands on the throne, about to stand up.
He looked at the Pope, even through the veil, he could still feel the Pope's dissatisfaction.
The old man shrunk back a bit, cleared his throat and said: "Let's talk, we can begin"
A few moments later, the secret communication device was set up and connected.
The screen lit up.
The device went through multiple layers of protection, transmitting the scene on the other side from the Freedom Federation.
The old man and the Pope both looked at the screen, their expressions changed a bit.
"Who are you?"
The old man's voice was filled with anger, killing intent and jealousy.
On the screen, Anna and Feng Huo De were standing far away, the frenzied crowd couldn't get close to them because of their attacks.
While a man with a face much more handsome than himself was facing the screen.
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