On the altar, Master Wu transmitted his thoughts to Ye Feng.
“The previous priests all said that, whether you believe it or not, I believe it.”
Judging from his tone, even his master had never been to the so-called heaven.
Well, Ye Feng is currently only focused on finding out where his parents are, and doesn't have time to pay attention to those vague and unrealistic things.
Having the identity of a priest allows one to move freely within the Vatican.
"I now announce that I will pass the priesthood to my disciple."
The Fifth Master's voice clearly reached the ears of every believer.
The devout believers were overjoyed and shouted with delight.
"Father!"
"Father!"
As long as they are the priest's designated successors, they will continue to worship the faith as always.
Soon, Ye Feng felt the blessing of pure faith power.
This is a sublimation from the inside out, a further improvement in the quality of life.
Impurities in the body are removed, and the essence of life becomes increasingly pure and refined.
Every bone in his body was as pure as warm, lustrous jade, crystal clear.
Muscles and tendons, like dragon tendons, contain powerful vitality.
The blood flowed like the Milky Way in the heavens.
At this moment, Ye Feng was reborn, feeling as if he could ascend to immortality at any moment, reaching for the stars and the moon, living on the wind and drinking the dew.
His cultivation level had improved significantly without him even realizing it.
Indeed, the power of faith among all living beings possesses incredible and magical strength.
In the words of the Buddha, it is unspeakable, unspeakable...
"I am willing to be Your Majesty's henchman and watchdog. Please bless me, Your Majesty!"
Yan Song looked like a dog trying to please its master, wagging its tail and begging for mercy, its head practically buried in its crotch, not daring to raise its head at all.
Ye Feng looked down at him and stepped on his head.
"Yan Song, you don't deserve to be my dog."
Yan Song was suddenly startled. He looked up and was filled with rage, his two dry eyebrows standing on end.
"Ye Feng!"
"You little brat."
His gaze quickly swept over the priest beside him before settling back on Ye Feng.
I immediately understood everything.
"You, you are the new priest."
"How is this possible..."
This was like a bolt from the blue for Yan Song.
He was kneeling at the feet of his enemy, yet he still claimed to be their watchdog.
If word gets out, where will he put his old face?!
Damn it, my face is all swollen from being slapped.
Beside him, Sovari was equally shocked, his eyes narrowed into slits, emitting a cold light.
Unable to accept this fact, he bowed to Ye Feng's fifth master, suppressing his resentment.
“Father, this boy is a heretic, a mortal enemy of our Holy See, and he just killed many of our people.”
“He has wiped out my Childe family’s auction house. He is not worthy to succeed you as priest. I suggest you rescind your decision and appoint someone else.”
He still doesn't understand the relationship between the two.
Beside him, one of Sowari's lackeys seized the opportunity to step forward and speak respectfully.
“Father, if you must pass on the priesthood, please pass it on to Lord Sovari, for he is the only one qualified to be a priest.”
Sovari raised his head slightly.
As the head of the Child family, he naturally had the right to do so.
Ye Feng's fifth master nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the other nine cardinals.
What are your opinions?
Four people stepped forward to express their support for Sovari.
These four men were all close associates of Sovari, one of whom was an elder of the Byrne family.
One person objected.
The remaining three abstained.
"There is no abstention; you must choose one of the two."
Fifth Master said.
After some hesitation, two of the three cardinals ultimately chose to side with Sovari.
The remaining person expressed their opposition.
Thus, six cardinals supported Sovari, giving them an overwhelming advantage.
Only two people were willing to support Ye Feng, or more precisely, to stand on the side of Fifth Master.
The priest rarely came to the papacy, and Sovari controlled all affairs of the papacy, his power was deeply entrenched, and he had effectively sidelined the priest.
Sovari was very pleased with himself, and held his head even higher. It seemed that the position of priest was rightfully his.
This unexpected gain made him very satisfied.
The priest in front of him remained silent, seemingly acquiescing.
Sovari suppressed his inner elation and spoke with restraint.
"Please rest assured, Father, I will definitely..."
puff!
Ye Feng's fifth master pointed a finger at Sowari's forehead, killing him instantly, his brains spilling everywhere.
Warm blood splattered onto the six cardinals standing nearby.
One of them reacted the fastest.
“Father, I…”
puff!
puff!
puff!
In the blink of an eye, six highly skilled cardinals were killed, as if they were being crushed like bugs.
The Fifth Master's cultivation level is unfathomable.
Ye Feng knew that his master was eliminating dissidents for him and making an example of him.
"Xiaofeng, come find me after you've finished dealing with things here."
He stepped into the depths of the church.
He has no interest in Yan Song, that old scoundrel.
"Ye Feng, I'm going to kill you."
Enraged, Yan Song spat out a beam of dark light that transformed into a sharp blade and slashed at Ye Feng.
"You old dog, you've gone too far! How dare you kill your master!"
Ye Feng sneered and swung the large iron hammer in his hand at Yan Song, creating a sharp whistling sound.
The arrow snapped in two on the spot, Yan Song's chest caved in, and his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.
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