Chapter 108: The First Vatican Ecumenical Council

“His Excellency the Duke of Mantua, Duke of Spoleto, Count of the Tuscan Borderlands, Lord of Brescia, Ferrara, Parma, Piacenza, Bergamo, and Cremona! Matilda has arrived—”

Matilda stood before the grand hall’s doorway.

The massive doors slowly opened, and the usher at the entrance announced Matilda’s numerous titles in a distinctive tone.

“Revered Bishop of Ostia, the Holy See’s Chief Cardinal, Bishop of Pisa, and—”

“Bao Ge, this is the dual-cultivation mark. From today onward, Ruan Yuelian is your dual-cultivation partner. I hope Bao Ge will cherish Yuelian’s sincere affection,” Ruan Yuelian said with a faint blush, her heart fluttering as she finished.

Qin Feng whispered a few words beside Daxiong. The two remained crouched, unmoving; their foremost priority was to clearly observe the terrain and surrounding situation.

It must be said, although the battle was not yet over, Frey was already contemplating dissecting Thanos for study. The leap in his thinking was truly remarkable.

“Very well, then I can rest assured,” said the fire banyan, his figure gradually fading from sight.

Secondly, Princess Sophie’s mage was formidable, but the pursuing mages were rather mediocre. They hoped to seize victory amidst the chaos of night, yet it was also possible that the mages accompanying Princess Sophie were equally weak; otherwise, they wouldn’t have been chased like frightened rabbits.

Qin Feng was completely unaware of all this, still lined up some distance away. When he carried two pots of clay stew to the table where the two had just parted ways, Lin Wan’s presence was nowhere to be found.

“Primordial Violet Qi! Hasn’t this Primordial Violet Qi vanished long ago with the saints’ enlightenment?” Fire Banyan asked in surprise.

“Regarding the matter of the Yin-Yang Ancestor, younger brother, there is no need to worry excessively. It concerns the Dao itself of Patriarch Hongjun; it is not a matter for any one person or sect!” said the Daoist who received them, his eyes flashing with brilliance.

“Brother Zhan, didn’t I say earlier that there is a solution? You simply did not believe me, and no one else adopted it either. But now you want me to take it out directly, it’s not that simple.”

David began to break ranks and form shield walls; in the final rush phase, the entire group was desperate, throwing all caution to the wind.

Should this matter be told to Yefeng? Or to Zuo Muyang? No, it cannot be. She must not speak, much less alert the authorities.

In a haze within her dream, she seemed to have returned to those days. She, Ye Fan, Ye Li, and Lotus Hall’s Qi Yi held steel pipes and machetes, standing firm against the neon lights, their legs planted solidly on the ground. The slender, pure black shadows stretching behind them were another extension of their power, and the only companion in their loneliness.

“Hey, hey, excuse me? Do you have any single rooms available here?” Dongfang Mingliang asked, pointing at the thin security guard.

Shen Xingwuji choked on a mouthful of medicine and immediately began coughing. Ye Yuhuan wore a strange expression. Huangfu Linglong smiled faintly. Chai Zhiling exhaled in relief. Liu Chuanhuan gave Chai Zhiling a sharp pinch. Yu Lei and Kerei couldn’t hide their disappointment.

Anderson drove while Qian Qiyue rested with her eyes closed. She had not exerted herself much this afternoon nor walked far, yet she felt inexplicably tired. Even though retributions had been settled and help rendered as needed, she should have felt unburdened—yet a heavy weight pressed upon her.

Yang Chen was slammed hard onto the ground. The earth cratered, forming a funnel-shaped pit about thirty feet across. Yang Chen spat a mouthful of blood. Several ribs around his waist were fractured. He felt his condition was dire; his opponent was truly formidable—not comparable to the riffraff faced today.

Qian Qiyue felt something warm fall onto the back of her hand. Her intuition told her it was Yang Jiahua’s tears. Though she could not see them, she knew in her heart. Her hand trembled. This man, crying so vulnerably before her, exposing such an unseemly side, yet undeniably, it was not unattractive.