Chapter 189 The Saint's Illustrated Book is Complete! Jiang Shaoxu is Looking for
Four days later——
The Inquisition was once again held in the Parthenon.
Only this time, standing on the judgment seat were Dulank and Merola, who had been reduced to ashes, and the eight judges who had cast the black stones.
The verdict was announced shortly afterwards:
Four judges were stripped of their judgeships and sentenced to life imprisonment in court for proven collusion crimes;
Although the other four did not go along with the conspiracy, they were also dismissed from their posts for failing to distinguish right from wrong and were never allowed to enter the Holy Court again.
As for the culprits Yizhisha, Dulank and Merola - not even their ashes could be found, and their crimes could only be recorded in history as a warning to others.
…
"That's it?"
After hearing the verdict, Wang Feng curled his lips in disdain.
It's not that I think the verdict is unfair, but——
His compensation?
Just convict and that's it?
"Ahem." Song Qiming stroked his white beard and explained, "There was indeed compensation originally, but it was for the Parthenon. After all..."
The corner of Wang Feng's mouth twitched.
Yes, Parthenon was first ravaged by the Eight Dead Kings, and then suffered a blow from himself, the "Dawn of the End", and even the thousand-year-old mountain protection formation was broken into pieces.
To repair these, I'm afraid the Parthenon's inventory will be empty.
On second thought——
Anyway, the Saints of the Parthenon are all our own, so it doesn't matter who we compensate them to, right?
Asharuya:???
"Then, who reported the matter about the victims to the Court of Arbitration?" Wang Feng asked seriously.
Song Qiming looked a little strange.
"It's... the former dean of the Imperial Capital Academy, Song He."
Wang Feng was stunned.
Old man Songhe?
If Song Qiming hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten about this old guy.
"Haha, I didn't expect it to be him. This is the second time he's stabbed me in the back." Wang Feng sneered.
Song Qiming sighed.
Although he knew Song He, their friendship was not very close, so naturally he would not plead for him.
As for Wang Feng causing a scene at the Parthenon and killing a lot of people...
Naturally, it ended in nothing.
After all, Wang Feng’s current identity is that of an angel in the Holy City, and he can be regarded as the supreme elder of the Holy Court.
Although they don't care about the matter, they can't provoke it at will.
…
After obtaining the intelligence, Wang Feng also planned to return to China.
Before leaving, he suddenly remembered another branch of this trip.
"Why are you here?"
Asharuya was wearing a white robe of the saint, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
"Someone seems to have forgotten that he owes me a promise." Wang Feng leaned against the door, smiling.
Asharuya was stunned at first, then she remembered the agreement at Tyrant Mountain Range.
She crossed her arms over her chest, raised an eyebrow and said, "Tell me, how do you want me to pay you back?"
The corners of his lips curled up in a playful manner: "Are you asking me to withdraw from the Goddess election and give the position to Ye Xinxia?"
"You're thinking too much." Wang Feng rolled his eyes in annoyance.
Ye Xinxia possesses the soul of the Parthenon, so being elected as the goddess is a sure thing. Why bother with this extra effort?
"What's that?" Asharuya tilted her head, her eyes full of curiosity.
Wang Feng suddenly said seriously: "Ahem. We are friends, right?"
"Should, right?" She blinked uncertainly.
She coveted Wang Feng's (strength), and Wang Feng seemed to covet her (body).
And they also knew some of each other's secrets.
If we really have to count, it should be more than friends but less than lovers?
"I think we need to maintain this pure friendship." Wang Feng said seriously, "So—"
Asharuya:???
Looking at her cute confused look, Wang Feng raised a wicked smile: "The best way is for us to have a child!"
Asharuya was stunned for a moment. Before she could react to this amazing logic—
“Hmm!”
Wang Feng had already pulled her into his arms, and his slender fingers gently lifted her delicate chin, directly sealing her beautiful red lips.
…
The next morning, Wang Feng boarded the flight back to China under Ye Xinxia's reluctant gaze.
Pamishi didn't move for the time being.
Because only when Ye Xinxia ascends to the throne of Pope can the Black Church be eradicated.
"Wow~ Is this a human plane?"
Austin, transformed into human form, touched and looked around in the first-class cabin like a curious baby.
Wang Feng looked at the lively 'dragon maid' with an extremely complicated expression.
Not only did he become Ning Caichen, he also became Yin Zhiping...
…
As soon as he returned to China, Wang Feng immediately asked Ye Chang to mobilize the intelligence network to search for Song He's whereabouts.
Before he could catch his breath, an unexpected visitor arrived.
"Shao Xu? Why are you in Feiniao City?"
Looking at Jiang Shaoxu, who was still as ethereal as ever, Wang Feng couldn't hide his surprise.
"Heartless man!" Jiang Shaoxu pouted. "You've taken advantage of everything and you're going to deny it?"
"That's not true!" Wang Feng smiled awkwardly and waved his hands. "Didn't you say you wanted to retrace your brother's steps?"
He clearly remembered that Jiang Shaoxu had said these words to him before the Divine Seal Ceremony.
"Yeah~" Jiang Shaoxu tucked her drooping hair behind her ear with her slender fingers, "So that's why I came to the 'Starting Point' to find you."
"Wait." Wang Feng's expression suddenly became strange. "You don't want me to go with you, do you?"
"What? Is it not possible?" Jiang Shaoxu narrowed his beautiful eyes, revealing his little fangs, like a little fox that would pounce and bite people at any time.
"I'm very busy..." Wang Feng was about to decline, but the words in his throat suddenly froze.
He suddenly remembered that Jiang Shaoxu had Jiang Shaojun's "holy relic" in his hand.
It records the information of the totem, including the location of Aofu's corpse.
The Chinese seas are vast, stretching thousands of kilometers from north to south. Without a precise location, searching for the remains of this ancient totem would be like trying to salvage a grain of sand in a raging sea.
"I don't have much time, but it's no problem for me to accompany you to a few places." Wang Feng changed the subject and said, "Do you have any information about Ao Fu?"
Jiang Shaoxu tapped her lips with her slender finger and thought for a moment: "Brother did record this totem. What do you want it for?"
"This is a serious matter." Wang Feng looked solemn.
In his spiritual universe, the remnant souls of the Black Tortoise and the White Tiger were floating.
If the speculation is correct, the other half of the Black Tortoise Soul should be in the remains of Aofu, while the White Tiger Soul is probably hidden in the body of Kunlun Ancestor Tiger.
As for Suzaku... he had no idea.
After all, the Suzaku lineage has many totems, and he has never heard of the existence of the Holy Feather Suzaku having offspring.
"That's no problem." Jiang Shaoxu nodded slightly.
In fact, the order of searching for totems is not important to her. What she really cares about is to take this opportunity to let Wang Feng spend more time with her.
Just yesterday, she learned that Wang Feng had caused a scene at the Parthenon over Ye Xinxia (the details about the angel had been classified as top secret by the Holy Tribunal).
That earth-shaking protection made her feel indescribable envy in her heart.
So as soon as she received the news that Wang Feng was returning to China, she immediately set off for Feiniao City.
What about retracing my brother's footsteps?
That's just an excuse.
What she really wants
It was a "honeymoon trip" that belonged only to them and Wang Feng.
(End of this chapter)
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