After leaving the church, Li Changzhou and his two companions parted ways with Aferona and the others.
They weren't there to hang out or catch up with her. Their goal was achieved, so there wasn't much to talk about. Aferona herself had many things to do.
"There are always higher heavens beyond the heavens," Li Changzhou exclaimed.
On the 389 bus heading to Palermo's Independence Square, white clouds drifted across the azure sky outside the window, as if angels were painting a picture.
There were only a few people on the bus, and the few passengers seemed to be like magnets of the same polarity, keeping a distance from each other and never getting close.
Hearing her brother say that, Li Qianxia got excited and immediately mocked, "What do you mean by invincible? They still ran away in a sorry state!"
"Didn't you hear me say 'there's always something beyond this'? What defeated me wasn't a person, but another heaven."
Before Li Qianxia could open her mouth to continue her attack, Li Changzhou continued:
"Also, if you two hadn't wanted to practice, the moment you entered, I would have been behind that cardinal, grabbed him by the neck, and stopped him from chanting. That would have solved the problem. There wouldn't have been any of this later."
Li Qianxia's face clearly said—Brother, you're really shameless.
It's unclear whether she was looking down on Li Changzhou for comparing himself to the heavens, or on him for making things sound so easy.
“If you hadn’t happened to have the Flame Wave, I guarantee you wouldn’t have even made it past the cross,” she said, adding, “with your sinful life.”
Is this an inverted sentence?
Or is it an emphatic sentence? Emphasizing that his life was sinful?
"Not to mention those six cultivators, even sixty wouldn't have been enough before the Sacred Tree appeared." Li Changzhou himself felt like he was bragging when he said this.
There were a little more than sixty; if they chanted at the same time, he might not have enough time to kill them all.
Fifty, that's a so-so number. We can take care of them all before they start chanting.
“Not only the evangelism and the sacred tree, but also the church is equally important,” Yang Qinglan said.
"A church?" Li Qianxia looked at her curiously. "I don't see anything wrong with the church, except that it looks very rich."
“We used 1,200 kilograms of gold alone,” Yang Qinglan explained in cooperation with her.
Then he said:
"Monreale Cathedral was built by King William II of Normandy in the 12th century. It is the largest existing Norman building in the world and contains countless stories of faith."
“These beliefs used to be considered superstition, but with the Gospels, they have become true. I could feel it when I took out the Bible Knight.”
Li Changzhou's face showed a thoughtful expression: "When the Sacred Tree came out, I also felt that something was wrong."
“It’s pointless to dwell on the negative impact now that it’s already happened. We should focus on the positive aspects.” Yang Qinglan tucked her long hair, which was being blown by the wind outside the window. “It’s good that there were no casualties this time. We avoided getting bogged down in a direct confrontation with the church and even obtained the crucial perception herb.”
Li Qianxia had something to say about this.
"Based on my instincts, sixth sense, and years of experience, I feel we've overpaid for the pills! Two pills are definitely worth more than one!"
“We can refine three from one plant, so we’re not losing out, but we don’t earn as much,” Yang Qinglan said, offering her opinion.
"But according to the rice cooker (Little Jade Cauldron), isn't there such a thing as a success rate? I think the value game has only been going on for two months, and the medicinal herbs are something we'll be working on this month. It's not that we're not making as much money, it's that we're making far less."
Yang Qinglan thought about it carefully and realized that she was right.
"Hmm." She nodded in acknowledgment, but there was still a reason, "You're only missing one perception herb. When facing the last bit, it's inevitable to feel anxious."
"There's another small problem, which is that we might have exposed the Little Jade Cauldron, which could cause us trouble later." Li Qianxia's intelligence assessment is that of a smart person.
The bus was relatively quiet.
Yang Qinglan looked at the two siblings.
She draped one arm over the car window, and a few strands of hair that had fallen to her temples were blown about by the wind.
Li Changzhou loosely clenched his right hand, pressed it against his lips, and cleared his throat: "When facing the last bit, it's inevitable to feel anxious."
“Yes, yes!” Li Qianxia nodded vigorously. “The key is that we’re not afraid of trouble! As long as they dare to come to Xia Country, there are no churches for them to use!”
"Can you two settle the bill for the milk tea and desserts you had at the bookstore earlier?"
"Wow, Qinglan, you're so cold!" the younger sister exclaimed.
"Qinglan, how heartless you are!" the brother shouted.
Yang Qinglan smiled: "And the money for meals during this period..."
"It's that bastard Li Changzhou! We're twins, we have a telepathic connection. It was because he was thinking that I blurted it out!"
"I've only been thinking about one thing from beginning to end—Miss Yang's back view in the church is so beautiful, and that's all I've ever thought about! Wait, Miss Yang, look out the window!"
Yang Qinglan gave him a deep look before looking out the window.
The bus was approaching Palermo and passing a port filled with white sailboats.
As a relaxing trip after everything was over, Li Qianxia initially said she wanted to go to Rome or Venice, but Li Changzhou insisted on taking the bus to Palermo, citing his unwillingness to strain his mind.
Looking at the sailboat in front of her, Yang Qinglan took out her phone to take a picture and decided not to argue with Li Changzhou.
Li Qianxia secretly gave her brother a look, meaning—Qinglan is terrifying when she's angry and embarrassed.
Li Changzhou nodded in agreement, interpreting it as—the shy Miss Yang is really cute.
However, the two siblings also witnessed another side of Yang Qinglan—that she resolutely refused to admit her mistakes.
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