Chapter Thirty-One: After Six Thousand Years, the Priest's Sanctuary Welcomes Its First Saintess of Life

Innate internal spiritual power above ninety had not appeared since the establishment of the Priest’s Sanctuary, yet before the Goddess of Life ascended to divinity, those with such a gift were the most exceptional prodigies, and the Priest’s Sanctuary recorded this extraordinary constitution. The Priest’s Sanctuary and the Knight’s Sanctuary originated from the Glorious Ecclesia, which possessed the most extensive historical legacy. Thus, those within the Priest’s Sanctuary whose innate internal spiritual power surpassed ninety were honored as Children of Life.

Compared to Ye Juechen’s absolute rejection of Tang Qi, Tang Qiuxue, who shared the same surname, felt a certain fondness for Tang Qi. What he did not know was that, as he underwent the examination, information regarding his family, parents, grandparents, and even maternal grandparents was thoroughly investigated.

The bodies of the two, in essence, were entirely different from their former energy-state forms, although their appearances were identical—even their clothing matched precisely.

"General, this is the command of Lord Mekanshut," said a demon, six meters tall, humanoid with a serpent’s tail and six arms, as it slowly crawled towards Him. Though the flames around the Flame Demon were scorching, they seemed to have no effect on the six-armed serpent demon.

Thus, Sakuya’s flying knives finally found their purpose. Hong Meiling collapsed on the ground, lifeless.

"There will always be a way, won’t there? Don’t tell me you trust those scoundrels of the Supervisory Council," I said to her with a smile.

Then, to his astonishment, Zhao Yao’s palm reached out, grabbed his head as easily as picking up a doll, and effortlessly lifted him off the ground.

With the mysterious expert Cloudsky watching from the rooftop, no one dared linger. They searched hurriedly, found nothing, and retreated in embarrassment, not daring to disturb the residents.

He possessed a standard human physique, well-proportioned—neither thin nor robust—standing about six feet three inches tall. Yet, as he gazed at Talos, the six-armed naga felt a strange illusion: though he was taller, he sensed himself being looked down upon.

At that moment, the entire city became lively again, as another period of enforced sleep ended.

The greatest loss fell upon Mo Ran. The place she had painstakingly built, so splendidly constructed, was destroyed in an instant. The talent she worked so hard to gather was snuffed out in its cradle. It felt as if she had fallen from the clouds to the ground, and one feared Mo Ran might not endure the blow.

Gong Shaoxie walked to Xia Fangyuan’s side. Xia Fangyuan took out her phone and switched to the front camera mode.

The two departed, and as for the Holy Grail War, Saber and Rin would explain the situation to Shirou—there was no need to worry about that anymore.

Xia Fangyuan glanced sideways and saw the items Gong Shaoxie had tossed into the shopping cart. Her face flushed bright red.

Everyone suddenly understood, yet Yun’er and Yuzhi remained oblivious—they had not yet reached the Body Condensation stage.

"Heh, you’re not as dim-witted as you look, donkey-brain!" Though his words were teasing, Jiang Dong was already pondering the matter in his heart; indeed, there were too many suspicious points.

"Perhaps," Shen Changqing replied with a nonchalant smile, rubbing Shen Xi’s head again until her hair became a tangled mess, then withdrew his hand with a hearty laugh.

King Xuan roared, sending waves of sonic ripples throughout the brothel, causing every guest inside to fall unconscious.

Xia Chengyuan was four years her senior, and though they attended the same middle and high school, their overlap lasted only two years: when she was in her first year, Xia Chengyuan was in his second; when she was in her second year, he was in his third.

At that moment, a clear and elegant voice suddenly rang out, breaking the tranquil atmosphere atop the cliff.

Tianming drew his Feiheng sword. He was determined to force his way through. If these mechanisms were merely straightforward, he might have had a solution, but with the addition of those chaotic mystical arrays, brute force became his only option.