Last Totem Novel - Chapter 530
Chapter 530 Secret
“Do I still have a chance?” Mu Yu Ling Lan asked in a low voice, and her gaze involuntarily shifted to the Divine Throne that symbolized Notre Dame’s highest authority.
“I only care …” The Great Priest glanced at her and said indifferently, “When will you be able to advance to Saint realm?”
For a moment, Mu Yu Ling Lan was at a loss. From the day she made her decision to enter the Rain Prayer Temple, she gave up the competition and wholeheartedly did her part to protect the small family that had given her warmth and protection. However, the Great Priest’s words at this moment were like an invisible hand, stirring up waves in her calm heart lake.
The Moon Prayer Temple is the head of the Gods Temple, the power center of Notre Dame, and the symbol of the faith of the gods. Compared to the other seventeen temples, she had unparalleled authority and the strongest guardian force, the Moon God Guard.
Notre Dame was the second largest organization in the entire Silver City world after the Temple, sharing the core interests in the mainstream society. If the resources of the world are considered as a cake, then she is the person who participates in the distribution of the cake and is the second to be slaughtered.
Therefore, as long as he sat on that divine throne, he would be able to change the operation of the entire world in the blink of an eye. Anyone who has tried the taste of power will find it hard to resist the sweet taste of wine and the fragrance of honey. She was like the poison of a poppy, invading the bones and corroding the marrow, penetrating the heart and entering the soul. It could make people happy, but it could also make them go crazy.
Even a cold and indifferent goddess was no exception to this overwhelming power.
The Great Priest quietly looked at Mu Yu Ling Lan, who was deep in thought. Gradually, he fell into his thoughts.
She loved that person so much that even though a hundred years had passed, she was still haunted by dreams. In her world, he had never passed away. He had always lived in her heart. Along with her, he stood at the top of the world, watching the clouds, mountains, mist, seas, and earth change.
So much so that when she saw Mu Yu Ling Lan, she was shocked by that familiar aura. For a moment, she did not distinguish between reality and dreams, so she angrily attacked. When she came back to her senses, she felt that it was ridiculous. That person had already died for nearly two hundred years, and her bones had already turned into ashes. She was actually still fighting for him. Thinking that it was his child, he found another woman, a woman who was younger and more beautiful than her.
The greatest regret in her life was that she was unable to leave behind his bloodline. At that time, she was not brave enough, not decisive enough, and finally hesitated. Because she was afraid that his child would break her heart just like him for that stupid belief.
She didn’t want to endure that kind of pain a second time. However, when he really left, she regretted it. If time could return to the past, she would not hesitate to pounce into his fire, even if she burned her last feather.
Looking at the girl in front of her, it was as if she had seen her young self, affectionate and stubborn. However, she was braver and more decisive than her.
Perhaps, it was more suitable for that position than her …
After a long silence, Mu Yu Ling Lan said hesitantly, “But … but I’m not an Origin Energy Cultivator …”
“Is it really that important to be an Origin Energy Cultivator?” The Great Priest smiled and said, “To our gods, expansion and development are not the first priority …”
“How to maintain the status quo and ensure our survival is our main theme.” The Great Priest pointed at his head and said, “If one had to choose between Origin Energy and Wisdom, then it must be Wisdom.”
“It is easy for me to choose between an uncertain Origin Energy practitioner and a non-Origin Energy practitioner who is certain and has sufficient intelligence and devotion.”
“However, the opposition to me is not small.” Mu Yu Ling Lan said. Of the seventeen temples, at least seven did not support her.
“Your approval rating is enough. The rest …” said the Great Priest. “It’s just that I haven’t said anything yet.”
“Am I really suitable?” Mu Yu Ling Lan murmured to herself, as if she was asking someone else, as if she was asking herself. She had once yearned for that position, but when it came time to make a decision, she hesitated.
Because power also meant responsibility. She wasn’t sure if she could afford the weight of the three thousand years of inheritance.
“That’s why I said …” The Great Priest raised his head and put on a condescending attitude. “I only care about you. When will you enter the Saint Stage?”
“I still need some time, at least two years.” Mu Yu Ling Lan pondered for a moment and replied.
“Child, we don’t have much time left.” The Great Priest reminded.
Mu Yu Ling Lan hesitated and said, “Xiao Yu … will definitely do her best …”
“Do your best?” The Great Priest was puzzled. Then, he shook his head and stood up. He walked out of the pond. After putting on his robe, he said to Mu Yu Ling Lan, “Come, I’ll take you to see something.”
Not long after, the two of them dressed neatly and arrived at the deepest altar of the Divine Hall.
The altar was actually a simple stone platform. It was only one meter tall and two meters wide. It was made of three hemp stones. Its surface was mottled and rotten, and there were countless scratches on it. Under the warm candlelight, one could still see a crack that slanted across the entire surface of the table, but it had been repaired. It had to be said that it was somewhat incompatible with this extremely luxurious hall.
However, this rough stone platform was located in the deepest and most dignified part of the Divine Hall.
Legend has it that the Moon Goddess used this stone platform when she descended on the mortal world to spread knowledge.
On the stone platform was a book with a black cover, the size of a common dictionary.
This book is the symbol of Notre Dame-the Sacred Word Book, the legendary handwriting left behind by the Moon Goddess in the mortal world, which was snatched away by the Temple in the dark.
“What’s the matter?” Mu Yu Ling Lan stood beside the stone platform with a puzzled expression. She did not understand the purpose of the Great Priest, because the lower part of the Holy Word Book was not unfamiliar to her.
“Aren’t you going to flip it open?” The Great Priest made a gesture of invitation.
“Is that okay?” Mu Yu Ling Lan confirmed again.
The Great Priest nodded. Mu Yu Ling Lan immediately took a step back, adjusted her breathing, and smoothed the hem of her clothes. Then, she took a step forward and opened the legendary book. So far, she had only seen it from afar, but never touched it.
Turning to the first page, it was a type of writing that he had never seen before. It was made up of strange symbols, both like squares and circles. There was an indescribable sense of beauty between the lines.
What was even more shocking was that she had never learned this kind of language before, but she had directly understood its meaning.
The first paragraph of the opening chapter was to the effect that this world was very small. It was only a part of the unit universe, and outside the unit universe, there was an even larger multiverse.
Each unit universe had its own “spatial energy level”. The higher the value, the stronger the universe was, and vice versa, the weaker it was. Assuming that the energy level of the unit universe in which this world resides is x, then the energy level of the sub-higher universe is x + 1, and the energy level of the sub-lower universe is x-1.
In the multiverse, the ultimate goal of species evolution is to jump to a higher energy level universe …
Mu Yu Ling Lan stopped after looking at it for a bit. Although her great curiosity tempted her, she still restrained herself.
The Great Priest had been observing from the side until her gaze left the book, revealing a trace of undetectable approval. Then, she stepped forward and picked up the lower part of the Sacred Word Book, saying, “Look …”
As she spoke, she suddenly shook her shoulders and threw the book into the air. Immediately after, she spun up and unsheathed her sword at the same time. “Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …” A few streaks of cold light actually cut the sacred object into pieces and turned it into paper scraps in the air.
Throughout the entire process, Mu Yu Ling Lan only watched quietly. Although she was extremely shocked in her heart, the expression on her face did not change in the slightest.
In the next moment, the flying scraps of paper suddenly blossomed with dazzling light. Then, they spun at high speed and finally gathered into a ball. With a “pa” sound, they fell to the ground.
Seeing that, the Divine Word Book was actually intact, as if everything that happened just now seemed to be in a dream, so unreal.
“Strictly speaking, neither the Temple’s Life Staff, Lightning Warhammer, nor the Temple’s Sword, Sacred Shield, Sacred Cross, nor the upper half of the Sacred Word Book are truly Sacred Artifacts.”
‘”The material of the staff is a plant called’ Ten Thousand Year Poplar ‘. The lightning warhammer is an ordinary masonry hammer made of’ Electro-Optic Magnet ‘. According to my guess, it should have been brought over from another plane by the legendary monk.”
“As for the Four Great Sacred Artifacts of the Temple, it’s even more of a joke.”
“I’ve been in power for more than three hundred years, and they’ve already changed it twice.”
“Originally, their sacred artifacts were made of cast iron. Later, they had to be secretly replaced because they were rusted.”
“Until today, the only thing they can do is to use the so-called Holy Sword.”
“Eighty years ago, they found it in an ancient tomb in the southern cemetery, so it is also called the Ancient Tomb Remnant Sword.”
“This sword material is very strange. After infusing with psionic power, it will emit seven-colored light. Therefore, it is also called the Rainbow Light Sword. However, the specific function of this sword is strictly guarded by them. It is probably also a deception.”
“Only this Sacred Word Book can be considered a true Sacred Artifact.” The Great Priest picked up the Sacred Word Book on the ground and said.
“Furthermore” She paused and revealed a mysterious smile before continuing, “The first half of the Temple’s book is actually fake.”
“Ah!” Facing this shocking secret, Mu Yu Ling Lan, who had always been calm, finally couldn’t help but cry out.
“In those dark days, a sister sewed together the True Word Book and the False Word Book to protect our sacred artifacts, making them look the same.”
“However, only the great priests of past dynasties know this secret.” After saying that, she gave Mu Yu Ling Lan a meaningful look.
“This is” Mu Yu Ling Lan’s face turned pale as he suddenly thought of a possibility.
“That’s why I said, I only care when you can enter the Saint realm.” The Great Priest put the Sacred Word Book back on the stone platform. Then, he picked up the golden staff and paused for a moment. With a solemn expression, he said, “You don’t have to leave until then.” Then, she added, “But don’t worry, I will send three great sages and a group of red-clothed nuns to the Divine Hall of Prayer for the safety of your sister.”
“No” Mu Yu Ling Lan subconsciously grabbed her sword and took a step back.
“You know so many secrets and still want to leave?” The Great Priest’s gaze narrowed, and the staff in his hand bloomed with ten thousand golden rays of light.
“Great Sacrifice, Little Rain” Mu Yu Ling Lan lowered her head and looked as if she had accepted her fate. However, halfway through her words, her figure flickered and she quickly rushed out.
Her speed was as fast as lightning, and her cloth boots made the floor crackle, bringing waves of strong winds. However, the Great Priest’s speed was even faster. In an instant, he appeared behind her, grabbed her collar, threw her back, and threw her into the Moon Lake.
“Plop!” Waves of water splashed out.
“When you can escape from me, you can go back whenever you want.” The Great Priest turned around and smiled at Mu Yu Ling Lan, who was soaked all over.