Full-Time Magister: A Hellish Start, But the Shadow King

Chapter 172 The Seven-Colored Compass, Normal Heresy

After waiting for about three hours, Judge Durank finally arrived.

Durant didn't waste any words and went straight to the point with his question:

"Your current cultivation level is only at the high-level of three elements, how did you manage to kill two super-level mages?"

"I have my own trump card."

"What's your trump card?!"

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Cheng Xiao took out a wooden fish vessel with branded incantations and handed it over.

Durant's curiosity was indeed piqued.

A weapon capable of killing a super-level demonic artifact in a short time with its high-level, fully-cultivated cultivation level must be very useful even in the super-level realm, right?

Seeing that Cheng Xiao had wisely handed it over, Durank nodded in satisfaction and reached for the wooden fish vessel.

Sizzle!!

Just as he was about to touch the wooden fish vessel, golden forbidden lightning lashed out at Durank's hand like vines.

Durank quickly withdrew his hand, feeling a numbness on the back of his hand. It twitched for several seconds before he used his cultivation to dissipate the lightning power.

"I was just about to remind this thing to recognize its master, why are you in such a hurry, Judge?" Cheng Xiao said with a smile.

Why didn't you remind me to hand it over first? Durant snorted coldly.

"How dare you!"

Cheng Xiao placed the wooden fish vessel on the table and reminded him, "It's for viewing only. I won't be responsible if anything happens."

The power of the wooden fish vessel's restriction comes from the power of Baxia; unless a forbidden spell-level figure intervenes, the restriction cannot be broken.

With Duran's current cultivation level, it's far from enough.

Durank glanced at the wooden fish vessel, then ignored it.

"I believe you. Besides that, there are a few more things I need you to answer."

Before Cheng Xiao could respond, Durant continued, this time in a questioning tone:

"What was your purpose in going to the ancient capital? How did you learn Salang's true identity? And how did you survive?"

"Didn't I already explain all of this in the Magic Association's report?" Cheng Xiao asked, frowning.

"I want to hear your answer personally. Just answer the questions and don't raise any doubts!" ​​Dulan said in a deep voice.

His condescending tone revealed the authority he usually possessed as a priest.

Everyone must be treated equally before him, for he is the chief judge of the Holy Tribunal.

Cheng Xiao stared at him for several seconds before slowly speaking:

"I went to the ancient capital to save my friend Zhang Xiaohou. I learned about Salang's identity from Saint Azharia of Parthenon."

"As for how to survive the undead tide, I've already demonstrated that in the Academy Battle competition."

"How was the catastrophe in the ancient capital resolved?" Durank stared into Cheng Xiao's eyes, his voice deepening.

"How would I know? Go ask that ancient king who has been resurrected in the Abyss of Evil yourself," Cheng Xiao replied with a cold laugh.

After he finished speaking, an eerie silence fell over the room.

After a few breaths, Durank continued:

"And how did you kill that cardinal? As far as I know, although the cardinal was not known for his strength, he was extremely intelligent."

"If Cardinal Leng Jue was so easily killed by you with your high-level cultivation, wouldn't it make us, the forces that captured the Black Vatican, seem rather ridiculous?"

Cheng Xiao thought for a moment:

"Does Judge Durank know that Cardinal Cold's 'Bishop's Bloodstone' has been personally certified and accepted by the Holy Judgment Mage?"

"Of course I know. I've personally witnessed Leng Jue's 'Bishop's Bloodstone,' so there's no mistake!" Dulan nodded.

Cheng Xiao crossed his legs and remained silent.

Durant was taken aback, then his lips twitched.

The intention was to use the position of a priest to give Cheng Xiao a warning and make him tone down his arrogance.

To everyone's surprise, Cheng Xiao was not intimidated at all and showed no fear in the face of him, the highest priest of the Holy Tribunal.

Cheng Xiao's current attitude seems to be a response: Isn't it ridiculous that your Holy Tribunal can't catch anyone?

"As expected of the top student in the academy, what a spirit!" Although Dulanke spoke words of praise, there was no trace of admiration in his voice.

Then, Durant asked a few more unimportant questions, which Cheng Xiao answered perfunctorily.

Durant didn't seem to care, but before leaving, he suddenly asked:

"I heard that Ye Xinxia, ​​the new Saintess of Parthenon, is your sister?"

"Yes." Cheng Xiao countered, "What's the problem?"

"No problem." Durank gave an enigmatic smile.

"When can I leave?"

"There are still many questions about your situation, so I need to stay in the Holy City for a few days."

"What about the awards ceremony and the Divine Seal Praise ceremony for the inter-university competition?"

In response to Cheng Xiao's question, Durank scoffed, "Being able to stay in the Holy City is your greatest honor. Why would you care about such trivial things?!"

"Is this considered imprisonment?"

"The Holy City Institute will not wrong any innocent person, nor will it let any criminal go unpunished!"

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Leaving the villa, Durank headed straight for the central temple of the holy city.

The magnificent temple was filled with dazzling light, and in the center of the temple stood a man who looked very inconspicuous.

A compass floated in front of the man.

The compass needle was quite peculiar, composed of seven colors, and appeared to flicker and not be real.

"Archangel," the Grand Judge Durank said respectfully to the man looking at the compass.

This person is none other than Remiel, one of the seven archangels of the Holy City!

"What was the result?" Remiel didn't turn around, still staring at the compass.

"His answer was flawless, showing no signs of anything amiss." After recounting the situation, Durank continued:

"Archangel, I feel that apart from his extraordinary strength, he doesn't exhibit any unusual or heretical characteristics. You don't need to."

"The absence of any abnormalities is the most frightening thing," Remiel sighed.

"I haven't had a moment of peace since the compass gave me the directions."

"No matter how powerful the heretics were, we were always able to eliminate them with the guidance of the compass."

"But this time, the compass is giving me clues that I can't decipher. I just can't understand them."

Remiel's ramblings left Durank completely bewildered.

"If all else fails, I'll eliminate the problem completely for you," Durank asked tentatively.

Remiel shook his head:

"Things are not that simple. Let him stay in the city for a while and treat him well."

"If the compass does not provide any further clues, and he can pass the baptism of holy light, then let him go."

"The archangel doesn't seem too convinced," Durank continued, adding fuel to the fire.

Remiel ignored him:

"Go down."

Upon hearing this, Durant dared not say anything more:

"Understood."

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Back in the villa.

"For the time being, you will be living here. You are free to move around the city, but you are not allowed to leave the city," Durank said.

"Can I contact the outside world?"

"The Holy City is a sacred city; don't describe it in such a filthy way."

"I haven't said anything yet."

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(End of this chapter)