Chapter 286 The Troublemaker in the Saintess's Eyes
The Qiyun Stone Gate was very large, and the space behind it was very deep. In front of the stone gate, two rows of cultivators stood respectfully waiting, a stark contrast to their earlier frantic scramble.
Qin Mo and Xu Luo, whispering to each other, were the odd ones out in the crowd. Qin Mo was eager to learn about the cultivation rules in the temple, while Xu Luo was happy to share his experience.
"Brother Xu, are there the fewest cultivators in your third row of residences? I only saw three."
"There are eight people in the third row. Three of them have been transferred to serve the Temple, and two are sleeping in. The three of us have no choice but to try our luck. It's better than nothing."
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Qin Mo was originally very interested in "morning running," at least it was a fairly fair selection method on the surface. As long as you were strong and fast enough, you could get the opportunity before the more experienced cultivators. If you were not as fast or strong as them, then it meant that you had not yet reached their level of cultivation, so you should just obediently practice the lower-level methods first.
But now, judging from Xu Luo's words, someone is actually sleeping in late. Could there be some other inside story?
"Qin Mo, you'll see later. Actually, besides getting a good spot, there are many other things you can use. It just depends on whether you have them."
The rising sun slowly illuminated the white prayer stone gate, making it even more dazzling. At this moment, small groups of cultivators emerged from their dwellings, strolling lazily over. Xu Luo stopped chatting with Qin Mo and wandered back to his place to queue.
When the light completely filled every corner of the temple, someone finally emerged from behind the prayer stone gate. Qin Mo saw the flamboyant knight commander Wenger Stellia and the saintess Heatherine, who was as invisible as a ghost.
"Today, new practitioners have joined us. This is their first time in the temple, and there is much for them to learn and understand. We should all be kind to one another and help the newcomers."
Wenger abandoned his stern and cold demeanor from yesterday and calmly addressed the crowd. Although he was still not gentle enough, he made everyone feel much more comfortable.
Qin Mo felt very uncomfortable because he couldn't understand what Wenger was saying. Since arriving in Xizhou, the people he had met, such as Giulio, Elisa, and Kelly, all understood Daxia language. Even Saintess Heatherine and Knight Commander Wenger understood Daxia language.
But now Wenger was babbling in a foreign language, which panicked Qin Mo. Wasn't it said that the Great Xia language was a must-learn skill for the true nobles of the Western Continent? Wasn't it said that you could travel the world without changing the channel if you spoke the Beijing accent?
Seeing that Wenger had finished speaking, and the saintess started speaking in gibberish again, Qin Mo helplessly raised her hand. She was a good child and should raise her hand to ask questions.
Heather glanced at Qin Mo, ignored him, and continued, "Today there is a Level 3 collaborative cultivation manual, 'In-Depth Analysis of Spiritual Power.' Does anyone want to use their selection option?"
Several people immediately raised their hands, two of whom stood in front of Qin Mo, completely obscuring her slightly thin and pale arms.
"What the hell do you mean? My question hasn't even been processed yet, what are you guys doing causing trouble?"
Qin Mo's cold gaze swept over these clueless creatures, trying to repel them with her eyes, but their eyes were filled with excitement and they couldn't tolerate Qin Mo's gaze at all.
"The 'Deep Analysis of Spiritual Power' can accommodate five people for study. Follow the Holy Servant and do not wander off." Heather pointed indifferently to the five people who had raised their hands. The five people happily left the queue and entered the Prayer Stone Gate.
After the five people left, only Qin Mo's arm, raised high, stood out conspicuously in the queue.
"Your Excellency Qin Mo, what are you doing raising your hand?" Heather finally spoke, her standard Daxia language making Qin Mo feel both warm and angry.
"Your Highness Heatherine, I have two questions. First, will you all use Latin to discuss matters from now on? Second, if I do not understand Latin, how will I manage my daily rituals? Does the temple provide translators?"
Qin Mo could understand basic English and could distinguish French, but he was completely lost on other languages. He knew that French, Italian, Spanish, Portuguese, Romanian, and so on all originated from the languages of the Roman Empire, namely Latin. Seeing that the people around him could understand most of what he was saying, it seemed that they were speaking Latin, which was considered sophisticated in the Western Continent at that time.
"Your Excellency Qin Mo, no one in the Temple will force you to use Latin, but we all communicate in Latin. No one is born knowing Latin; everyone learns it through study. Your Excellency Qin Mo will need to adapt on your own. As for translation, the Temple does not provide it, but it will not interfere if you negotiate with others privately."
Heatherine maintained her usual indifferent, cold, and expressionless demeanor, which reignited Qin Mo's anger, but ultimately extinguished it helplessly. This wasn't the United Nations, where explanations would be repeated in different languages. On the Temple's territory, only the authorities had the final say; you had to find your own solutions.
"Is there anyone willing to temporarily translate for Lord Qin Mo? Since we are all from the Temple of the Priests, we are brothers and sisters and should help each other."
Just as Qin Mo was struggling with how to overcome her language barrier, Heatherine, who seemed to have no emotion at all, suddenly said something heartwarming. Although her tone was still so indifferent, it warmed Qin Mo's heart a little.
"Your Highness Heatherling, I do!"
"Your Highness Saint Heatherine, I do!"
"Your Highness Heatherine, I do!"
Three consecutive "I do"s made Qin Mo feel the light in the darkness, the true love in the world, the sincere eyes of the three girls, and the deep malice of a group of men.
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