Chapter 253: Xin Xia's Tribulation
The Blossom Festival, originally a sacred festival of the Parthenon, had unknowingly become the most famous celebration in Greece.
During the Blossom Festival, the delicate honey-tea colored petals and emerald-blue leaves of the sacred mountain would intertwine with the seasonal winds blowing from the Mediterranean, enveloping the entire peak and slopes of the sacred mountain.
Then, like a colorful celebratory procession, they would slowly drift into the Acropolis of Athens, float into people's courtyards, and fly into the streets and alleys, adorning the entire City with their exquisite beauty, making it breathtakingly moving!
This festival also gathered believers from all Parthenon Temples worldwide, making the usually solemn Acropolis of Athens extraordinarily lively.
People would wait silently at the foot of the mountain from the night before, hoping to be the first to enter the Faith Hall to listen to the gentle prayers of the old sages and express their wishes…
"Alas, we were still beaten to it. I thought I could at least be in the top thousand, but looking at the people on this path, they stretch all the way to the ten-thousand-person ladder…" an old man over fifty sighed.
"There are always those more devout than us. Oh, what happened to the people in front? It looks like something occurred." The old woman stood on her tiptoes, her gaze fixed on the front of the line.
The crowd at the front of the line was bustling, but further back, it was a sea of people, blocking the road completely.
Those at the very front seemed to have heard some bad news, as they were all wailing.
"Go back, go back! The sacred mountain is closed today!"
"Closed?? What kind of joke is this? We came all this way and have been waiting here since last night." Someone yelled.
"The order has been given. If you're unhappy, you can go talk to the Faith Mages."
"No way, why is it suddenly closed?!"
"Who knows? Maybe something big happened… We can only come back in the next two days then."
"Let's go, let's go… Wow, why are there so many people behind? How are we supposed to leave??"
The huge waiting line was difficult to move.
Those who knew about the closure wanted to retreat and leave, but at most, they could turn around, and then it was difficult to move at all.
Fortunately, the order of the Parthenon sacred mountain had always been guided by the City administration, so even with so many people, no chaos would occur.
Soon, the massive crowd began to slowly disperse back into the urban area.
However, many people still couldn't understand why the Parthenon sacred mountain was suddenly closed.
The Blossom Festival was an important holiday, and it would absolutely not be closed without major changes.
Unfortunately, no news leaked from the Parthenon Temple, so excessive speculation was meaningless.
Xin Xia had a slight headache, a pain that had lasted for a long time.
She didn't know why her body was so frail; even though she was a Mage, she still felt a sense of powerlessness, a feeling that often occurred shortly after waking up.
She opened her eyes and found that she wasn't in bed but sitting in a wheelchair.
Xin Xia then remembered that she had read too late last night and had fallen asleep vaguely in her wheelchair.
But today, she felt something was off.
Suddenly, a pungent smell wafted in, and she immediately sobered up, her eyes fully open, only to find herself surrounded by a large group of people.
Each of them stared at her with incredulous eyes, even with vigilance, as if looking at a monster!
"The words you spoke truly chill our hearts," the Temple Mother sighed.
"Truly malicious to the extreme! Is life so insignificant in your eyes? Do you use such methods to eliminate all your enemies on your path to becoming a Goddess?!" Great Sage Cynthia stared intently at her, angrily denouncing her.
"Indeed, the blood of a demon flows in your body!"
Xin Xia looked at everyone, realizing that almost all the high-ranking officials of the Parthenon Temple were here.
Her gaze was calm.
She didn't know why she could remain calm in the face of this baseless situation; it seemed as if her long dream had transformed her into someone who could face anything expressionlessly.
She lowered her head and looked at the pungent smell.
Indeed, it was the smell of blood.
She saw her hands, sleeves, and skirt hem stained with bright red blood.
A familiar person was lying on her wheelchair tray, staring at her with wide, disbelieving eyes.
She was already dead, but still staring at her.
"I… I killed her?" Xin Xia murmured to herself.
She didn't know why, but she felt like she had done it.
She didn't even know why she would do such a thing, and she even found a faint image in her blurry memory of herself personally doing it.
"Can you really forget what you did?!" Heilong said with immense anger.
"Penny Jia?" Xin Xia recognized the person's face; it was clearly Penny Jia, the kindest and most benevolent Saintess!
Asha蕊雅 was also in the crowd, protected by several Golden Radiance Knights.
Asha蕊雅 slowly walked forward a bit, her gaze fixed on Xin Xia.
Xin Xia also looked up at her and asked, "Is this your masterpiece? Thank you for treating me as your competitor."
Asha蕊雅 shook her head and said, "Are you Ye Xin Xia?"
Xin Xia didn't understand why she asked that.
Asha蕊雅 continued, "You never knew you had another identity, did you?"
Xin Xia looked at her, completely unaware of what Asha蕊雅 was talking about.
"It seems you truly don't know. This soul of yours is innocent, but your other soul is unforgivable!" Asha蕊雅 said coldly.
Xin Xia was still perplexed; she had no idea what was going on.
Meanwhile, in the country, Mo Fan finished hunting demons and returned to the Qingtian Hunter Agency.
Upon returning, he saw Lingling.
Lingling seemed to be entering her teenage years; she had grown quite a bit, almost reaching Mo Fan's shoulder, and her physique was gradually beginning to take on the contours of a girl.
Only, Lingling looked very serious today.
Seeing this, Mo Fan's heart already understood.
"What's wrong?" Mo Fan asked.
"It's hard for me to say.
Wait until my sister comes, and then I'll explain it to you slowly," Lingling said.
"You need to be mentally prepared," Lingling continued.
"What is it that makes you so serious?"
As the two were talking, Vice Chief Judge Senior Sister Leng Qing walked in.
Accompanying her were Tang Yue and Chief Judge Tang Zhong.
The three of them looked at Mo Fan with somewhat strange expressions.
"Something happened?" Mo Fan asked.
Tang Yue nodded and sat next to Mo Fan.
Senior Sister Leng Qing remained silent.
The atmosphere became very strange; no one revealed the truth.
"Are you planning to just sit here like this?" Mo Fan asked.
"Mo Fan, we don't know how to tell you this.
Actually, at first, we also found it hard to believe and thought it was quite absurd, but after listing a series of evidence, we had to admit this fact," Tang Zhong said.
"Just say it directly."
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Immediately after, Senior Sister Leng Qing and the others revealed that Xin Xia was Sa Lang.
After listening, Mo Fan got up and left directly.
Seeing that Mo Fan couldn't be stopped, Tang Yue also gave him the Totem Xuan Snake's vessel bead.
Mo Fan didn't refuse, put on the Xuan Snake, and headed towards the Parthenon.