小优为爱而生下

Holy Son’s Hall

The old man who was leading the way for Mo Chen brought him around to familiarise himself in the Holy Son’s Hall. He said: “Holy Son, although no one has lived here for many years, someone comes to clean it everyday. Everything you need for daily use is available.”

While he was speaking, the old man brought Mo Chen to a place and said: “Other than the main hall in front, the back is the place where your Holy Son will live. The Holy Son’s Hall is a sacred place. Without the permission of the Holy Son, no one below can step foot in the Holy Son’s Hall.”

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“There is a hot spring spirit pool in this hall which Holy Son can use to bathe in peace. There is a cliff behind the hot spring spirit pool, and the Holy Tower is behind the Holy Son’s Hall. There are arrays and boundary barriers around the Holy Tower, and no one has ever entered there other than the Palace Lord.”

While he was talking, the old man brought him around and familiarised him with the surrounding environment. Finally, he bowed and said: “Holy Son, please rest! The Palace Lord will arrange for those who will serve Holy Son and bring them over to greet you later.”

“Mmm, you may go!” Mo Chen responded and told him to leave.

The old man retreated and left Mo Chen alone on top of the mountain.

He looked at the clouds and mist in front of him, and at the endless sky. His eyes appeared to be deep in thought. Though the wind was gusty and cold, he stood still and stared ahead with his hands behind his back thinking about something…

Three days later, in the morning

On this day, all the people in the temple gathered in front of the main hall. They were descended from an ancient bloodline, and though there weren’t many people in the temple, everyone there was considered an important figure to the outside world.

Their arrogance made them unwilling to accept Mo Chen, who had suddenly appeared, as the Holy Son. The Holy Son of the Temple was someone even the Palace Lord had to honour and respect.

It was precisely because his status would be distinguished and extraordinary, so everyone was unwilling to accept him and wanted to know his abilities first.

As they looked up at the man dressed in white, handsome as a banished immortal, the people below looked at each other. When the Palace Lord announced that starting from today, Nalan Mo Chen would be the Holy Son of the Temple, someone stood up.

“Palace Lord.”

A middle-aged man bowed and looked at Nalan Mo Chen who was dressed in white, and said in a low and majestic voice: “I have three questions, please can the Holy Son clarify.”

When the Palace Lord saw this, he glanced at him and sighed softly, then he said to Mo Chen: “If you want them to be convinced, it seems you will have to deal with them yourself.”

Mo Chen smiled slightly, then took a step forward slowly and looked at the middle-aged man who had spoken below: “I wonder which three questions would you like to ask?”

“The first question: dare I ask the Holy Son, do you have virtues?” The middle-aged man asked in a deep voice. His voice contained spirit energy and so was clearly heard by everyone.

Upon hearing this, Mo Chen smiled gently: “If you give up your desires, you will gain virtue. As for me, since I am following God’s will, how can I not have virtue?”

Everyone was silent for a while, no one spoke. After a while, the middle-aged man spoke again.

“The second question: Dare I ask the Holy Son, have you ever thought of dedicating yourself to the common people in the world?”

Mo Chen looked at the middle-aged man and said in a leisurely and gentle voice: “What does the world have to do with me? There is only one person I want to protect.”