Chapter 181

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The extremely cold place, Wanli Snowfield, was home to a strong fortress.

The most magnificent building in the fortress was a beautifully decorated church.

At the moment, there was heavy snow falling from the windows of the church, and the skylight was projected into the hall through the colorful stained glass, producing a dreamy and gorgeous effect. The huge God statue lowered its eyes in this hazy light and shadow, as if pitying this world and thousands of suffering souls.

At the foot of the God, the Shennai’s Father, Li Chengzhou bowed his head to pray, “Those who are puzzled and persecuted cannot shake my faith. We firmly believe that everything under the guidance of the divine light will eventually be understood by the world.”　　

His voice was pious and firm, buzzing in the empty space.

“We do not want to be the elect of the devil. The meaning of what we do is transcendent, and after such tribulations and natural selections, humanity will surely enter the most glorious era and become the closest to the existence of God.”

A sharp-eyed warrior came in from the outdoors.

He stood behind the priest in prayer and whispered, “Father, Huaiyu is back.”

Li Chengzhou closed his eyes until the prayer ended, opened his eyes, and turned slightly.

“The situation is not so good, she… is half demonized,” the soldier paused, then continued, “She is waiting outside.”

Li Chengzhou stood up, pulled the folds of his robe, and sighed, “Huaiyu’s character is too extreme. When I sent her, I did expect such a bad ending. Anyway, we have to take action to attract the attention of outsiders to complete our plan with peace of mind.”

The door of the hall was pushed open, and the cold north wind blew the snow into the warm and dreamy church.

A leech-like creature snaked into the house from outside the door. Her lower body was a soft demon body, and her upper body was a fair-skinned female. It wasn’t until the demon climbed all the way to Li Chengzhou’s feet and raised that panicked face that Li Chengzhou recognized it as his disciple Fu Huaiyu.

“Father, save me, save me,” Fu Huaiyu pulled Li Chengzhou’s leg as her tears flowed.

Li Chengzhou lowered his head and showed a pitiful expression, “Huaiyu, how did you become like this?”

“It’s Zhong Lixiao, that scum. He made me look like this. He always remembered the hatred, hid in the dark and deliberately dealt with our Shennai saints. Father, you must catch that dirty scum and torture him to death,” Fu Huaiyu cursed resentfully.

After she finished talking about it, she reached out and buried her face into her hands, “God, save me. What should I do, what should I do?”

“Don’t be afraid, Huaiyu, you are God’s person. As long as you continue to serve God firmly, you will surely be able to get salvation,” Li Chengzhou kindly stroked Fu Huaiyu’s head and made a gesture to the combat saint with him.　

Fu Huaiyu was gratefully taken out. Li Chengzhou smiled lightly and whispered, “Ah Xiao, that child is still alive. He hated me so much. Isn’t he doing the same thing as me, or just what God said?”

“Unfortunately, after all, he is a failed product. What occupied my mind is the original blood source provider, Ye Peitian.”

Li Chengzhou looked at the cold world outside the window without any emotion,

Human resilience was really great.

Obviously, he had already punched his will, crushed his body, smashed his spine, and watched his eyes die in silence every day. But he did not give up the struggle, and finally escaped his control, and now he could even return to the normal crowd.　　

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Outside the Forging workshop at the Qilin base there was heavy snow, but the craftsmen inside the house were doing a great job.　　

Wen Cheng, the top forging master in the base, stroked his latest work he just made. His eyes shined and he couldn’t put it down, “Perfect, this is a new peak, the best of all my children.”

He admired it obsessively for a long time, and did not hesitate to pile up praises for his works. In his hand was a long white sword with a white porcelain. The sword handle was made of twigs of pale branches. When one looked closely, it appeared like life was pulsating slightly. The end of the handle contained a shiny green ninth-order crystal core. The green lustrous meridians generally extended and buried in the hilt.