Chapter 156: Reunion at Mount Lu

A Saint's Journey Begins in the Sanctuary Backflow 2513 words 2026-03-22 12:03:41

"Then there's nothing we can do about it!"

Old Dohko sighed helplessly and added, "Later, when the Goddess returns, perhaps you can ask her."

"I imagine the Goddess should know something about it!"

Humans are not gods; they do not possess infinite life or time, and can only record history through writing to pass down to the next generation.

As time passes, omissions naturally occur, resulting in lost texts and the like.

Therefore, people have left almost no records regarding the distant mythological era.

Deities, however, are different. They have existed from the distant mythological era to the present day, and their memories alone constitute a lengthy historical chronicle.

There could be no better person to ask about this than the Goddess Athena.

"Hmm! Then I shall ask the Goddess about it later!"

Mu nodded gently, then asked, "But Teacher Dohko, do you know when the Goddess will return?"

"The time is very close! It should be within the next two years!"

The old man glanced toward the eastern direction without a trace and continued, "Over the years, while guarding the eastern lands here at Lushan, this old man has also been secretly observing the growth of the Goddess."

"In recent years, the Goddess's Cosmo has been awakening more and more frequently. It must be very close to the time of her complete awakening!"

Once the Goddess fully awakens, she will restore her true divine form, return to the Sanctuary in Greece, and resume command of the Twelve Gold Palaces.

"Then..."

Mu glanced sideways at Yin Seventeen, who was being levitated by his psychokinesis, and asked hesitatingly, seemingly with reservations, "What do you plan to do with that person in the Sanctuary?"

Although his words were vague, Yin Seventeen could still guess that Mu was referring to Saga, who had usurped the position of the Pope.

Once the Goddess returned to the Sanctuary, the conflict between Saga's faction and the Goddess's faction would undoubtedly reach its absolute peak, making bloodstained astral palaces inevitable.

"This matter should be decided by the Goddess, rather than being discussed privately by you and me, Mu!" The old man turned back and gave the purple-haired Gold Saint a deep look.

"Yes!"

Feeling the warning in the old man's eyes, Mu responded solemnly.

While speaking, guided by Old Dohko, the group had already arrived at the foot of Lushan.

The two walked slowly, appearing as leisurely as if strolling in a courtyard, but relying on the explosive power of their Cosmos, each step covered over ten thousand meters, making their average speed actually extremely fast.

And this was the result of neither of them unleashing their full speed; otherwise, at their velocity, they could have reached Lushan in the blink of an eye.

Ascending to the peak of the Five Old Peaks, the old man called out, using his psychokinesis to broadcast the sound wave.

"Chunli——"

Soon, from the thatched cottage at the edge of the cliff, a young girl with braided hair came running out quickly.

"Grandfather, you're back so soon?"

"Eh, who are these three?"

Noticing the three figures following behind the old man, Chunli's face showed a look of curiosity.

One of them had a full head of purple hair and particularly unique dot-shaped eyebrows between his eyes. It was her first time seeing someone like that.

However, based on his tattered golden armor, she barely managed to recognize that this must be a Gold Saint.

As for the other two, both were suspended in mid-air by an invisible psychokinetic force, covered in blood and injuries, making their original appearances completely unrecognizable.

She could only judge from their tattered sacred garments and the old man's attitude that they should also be Saints.

Otherwise, her grandfather would not have personally brought them up to the Five Old Peaks.

Hearing this, Old Dohko pointed at the purple-haired man behind him and said, "He is Mu, the Gold Saint of Aries."

"As for that young man wearing the Silver Cloth, you've seen him before; he is Yin Seventeen, the Crateris Saint. The other one is Shun, a disciple of Cepheus."

Saying this, he pointed in turn at the two being levitated by Mu's psychokinesis.

"Hi, Chunli, long time no see!" Yin Seventeen immediately greeted her.

At this, Chunli finally recognized the young Saint who had once visited Lushan accompanied by Ruolan.

"So it's you! How did you get injured to this extent?" She stepped forward in large strides and looked him up and down.

"It's a long story. I'll slowly tell you about it later!" Yin Seventeen replied with a bitter smile.

Old Dohko beside them pointed at the thatched cottage and instructed, "Chunli, go tidy up a room for them so they can rest properly and recover from their injuries!"

"Grandfather, their injuries are so severe, our herbs won't be able to cure them at all, right?" Chunli asked in surprise.

Because injuries were inevitable during daily training, some medicinal herbs were kept on the Five Old Peaks specifically to treat simple wounds.

However, the injuries on Yin Seventeen and the others clearly looked anything but simple. Neither she nor Old Dohko were professional medical personnel, and they were completely incapable of handling injuries of this magnitude.

"You don't need to worry about that. Just arrange for them to stay, and this old man will find someone else to treat them!" The old man waved his hand dismissively.

"Alright then!"

Chunli acknowledged, then turned back to Mu and said, "My lord, please follow me!"

With that, she took the lead, guiding the three toward the thatched cottage.

Meanwhile, Old Dohko silently transmitted his psychokinesis into the medical clinic of the Sanctuary.

"Asclepius, this old man has three wounded individuals here who need your treatment. Could you trouble yourself to make a trip to the Five Old Peaks?"

"Understood, I'm on my way!"

Receiving the psychokinetic message, Asclepius looked up toward the east and agreed without hesitation.

Due to the special nature of his profession, except when he went out to gather herbs, he generally did not leave the Sanctuary lightly.

After all, as the top medical master of the Sanctuary, if any accident were to befall him, the consequences would be catastrophic for the Sanctuary.

However, Old Dohko was a Gold Saint who had survived from the previous Holy War, possessing high seniority and immense respect within the Sanctuary.

Since the old man had deigned to make such a request, he could not afford to refuse and had to make the journey to the Five Old Peaks.

"This old man will have Virgo escort you, so you needn't rush!"

Adding this instruction, Old Dohko sent his psychokinesis into the Virgo Palace atop the holy mountain.

"Shaka, this old man would like to ask a favor of you!"

Inside the Virgo Palace, Shaka sat cross-legged in meditation, suspended at the end of the temple, and replied unhurriedly via psychokinesis, "Please speak, Teacher."

"This old man intends to have the Ophiuchus Saint come to the Five Old Peaks to save some lives. Please escort him here."

"Additionally, this old man would like to ask you to clear someone's memories."

Shaka of Virgo was one of the few individuals among the Twelve Palaces proficient in mental attacks; clearing memories was a mere piece of cake for him.

"Who is it that warrants the Teacher personally asking me to act?" Shaka asked with closed eyes and a faint smile.

"You'll know when the time comes!" Old Dohko did not wish to elaborate.

"Then do I need to inform the Pope?" Shaka asked probing.

The Gold Saints guarded the Sanctuary and bore heavy responsibilities; they were not permitted to leave their posts arbitrarily without special reasons.

"Do as you see fit!"

Old Dohko snorted, withdrew his psychokinesis, and severed the connection between them.

He had friction with the current Pope, so he preferred to avoid excessive communication, which was also a way to maintain the stability of the Sanctuary.

Sensing the old man's psychokinesis vanish, Shaka smiled helplessly.

"The Pope's face still must be given."

Immediately afterward, he lowered his legs, stood upon the ground, and slowly walked toward the rear of the Virgo Palace.