Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

"Jamir is a desolate place, a godforsaken place, what's so great about it! Only those two old men treat it like a treasure!" Manigold snorted, completely unconcerned.

Hearing this, Canes Venatici and Ursa Major felt a chill run down their spines and quickly said goodbye and left.

Cancer is the Pope's personal disciple, and Wuxin is also Lord Baili's disciple. These two can talk about their own teacher however they want without any problem, but they don't have that kind of courage. They even feel like they are committing a crime if they listen to a few more words.

Wu Xin was also a bit annoyed and immediately interrupted, "Alright, alright! It's fine as long as the teachers like it! They didn't force you to like it too, nor did they force you to go there to stay!"

"Right now, I think you should take me to get my injuries treated first!"

"On the way back, many of my wounds have reopened, and they're still hurting!"

"Come with me!"

Manigoldo glanced at him, then led Wuxin to a temple at the foot of the holy mountain.

That temple was very special, quite different from other buildings on the ground, but rather somewhat similar to the twelve golden palaces on the holy mountain.

"Senior brother, this temple looks a lot like the Twelve Gold Palaces!" Wuxin asked curiously.

"Not just similar, they're exactly the same!"

As Manigold walked inside, he said, "I also asked the old man, and he said that this temple was originally built according to the specifications and style of the Twelve Palaces of Gold."

"Except for lacking the defensive capabilities of the Zodiac, they are exactly the same!"

"So that's how it is!"

Wu Xin nodded and then asked, "Did Lord Saiqi say why he built this temple the way it is?"

"It's just an ordinary ground-level building, but its specifications seem far too unusual!"

There are many buildings on the ground, but most of them are quite ordinary, without anything extraordinary like a temple.

“I don’t know, and I haven’t asked. You can ask him yourself when you have time!” Manigold waved his hand.

As they were talking, the two had already entered the interior of the temple.

At the innermost part of the temple, there were rows of huge wooden cabinets, and the ground was filled with small stoves with medicine pots on them, steaming and emitting a strong medicinal aroma.

Wu Xin immediately realized that it was boiled herbs.

Manigold pointed to a person busy behind the small stove and enthusiastically introduced, "That's Ophiuchus Odysseus, also the Saint with the best medical skills in our Sanctuary."

“He brews a lot of herbs every day to help everyone with training.”

"Firstly, it can eliminate the hidden injuries caused by overtraining, and secondly, it can enhance physical recovery, greatly improving the training progress of trainee Saints."

"Of course, these things are useless to you now!"

The most arduous and exhausting stage of a Saint Seiya's training is the process of activating their sixth sense and making it manifest.

Once the sixth sense (the sense organs) is truly activated, this kind of simple ascetic practice becomes less effective.

Behind the small stove, Ophiuchus heard the sound, looked up, and immediately saw Wuxin and the other person.

"Greetings, Lord Manigold!"

"May I ask who this is?" He looked at Wuxin curiously.

He could clearly sense that Wu Xin had awakened his sixth sense and reached the Silver level.

There aren't many Saints of this caliber in the entire Sanctuary, but he had absolutely no recollection of them, which was quite strange.

Manigold, quite familiar with the situation, pulled over two stools and handed one to Wuxin, patiently introducing, "This is my junior brother, Lord Baili's newly accepted disciple."

“He had been in seclusion in Jamir and only returned to the Holy Land today, so you haven’t seen him before.”

"I see!"

Odysseus nodded and said, "Both of you are injured, so you must have just been through a great battle and have come to me for treatment."

As he spoke, he had already come out from behind.

"Thank you for your help!"

Manigoldo, unusually, offered a sincere thank you.

"Thank you for your treatment!" Wu Xin also expressed his gratitude.

"It's alright, it's my duty!" Odysseus smiled and waved his hand, then ignited his cosmos, concentrating his power in his hands.

"Rebirth of flesh and blood"

As Odysseus unleashed his ultimate technique, a gigantic wooden staff appeared, followed by a large green serpent that climbed up the staff from below. It stared at the two men with two eyes as big as light bulbs and released two beams of green light, which landed on Manigoldo and Wuxin respectively.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Xin clearly felt that as the light fell, his original pain subsided a lot, and he even had an unusual itchy feeling, as if countless tiny ants were crawling in his wound.

He knew that the wound was healing rapidly.

Although it was a very uncomfortable feeling, he endured it without uttering a sound.

Manigoldo, who was standing next to him, deliberately didn't remind him, just wanting to see his junior brother make a fool of himself. But seeing that Wuxin silently endured it, he couldn't help but nod in approval.

With such willpower, it's no wonder he was able to reach the Silver level in just six months.

Before long, both of their injuries were fully healed, and Odysseus finally finished his treatment.

“I have healed your injuries with ‘Regeneration of Flesh and Blood,’ but you still need to take some medicine to further consolidate your recovery! Please wait a moment while I brew the medicinal soup!” Odysseus said to the two of them.

"Thank you for your help!"

Wu Xin thanked him again.

After waiting a little while longer, until Odysseus's potion was ready, the two drank it and then bid farewell to Ophiuchus and left the temple.

"What are your plans next?" Manigold asked Wuxin curiously.

"I'll cultivate in seclusion in the Holy Land for a while, and then participate in the Saint Cloth Competition to win a Saint Cloth of my own!" Wu Xin said without any attempt to hide his intentions.

“That’s right, you don’t have your own Saint Cloth yet, you really should prepare one!” Manigote nodded.

He knew very well just how important the Saint Cloth was to a Saint.

Chapter 32 An Encounter with Pegasus

“Then I won’t take up any more of your preparation time! If you encounter any difficulties in the Sanctuary, you can come to the Cancer Palace to find me, and I will try my best to help you!” Manigoldo gave a final word of advice.

"Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Wu Xin then watched Cancer leave.

Then, he curiously began to explore the sanctuary.

Although he had already learned about this sacred place from the stories, this was his first time here, and he was filled with extreme curiosity about everything.

At the same time, he also wanted to learn more about the place so that he could adapt to life here more quickly.

After spending nearly half a day and asking many Saints in the Sanctuary, Wuxin finally got a general idea of ​​the situation in the Sanctuary.

On the sacred mountain, starting from the first Gold Palace, Aries, unofficial Saints are not allowed to enter without permission.

Below the Holy Mountain lies the main activity area for all trainee Saints and Saint candidates, encompassing combat training areas, gladiator arenas, and much more—almost a miniature city.

Unfortunately, everyone who comes here is striving to become a Saint Seiya. They don't have high aspirations for life and are focused solely on training.

This also makes life in the Sanctuary rather austere.

In addition, Wuxin also learned from other people that the Sanctuary currently has about five hundred trainee Saints and more than thirty Saint candidates.

As for the official Saint Seiya, there are about sixty of them.

It's important to know that the Sanctuary has a total of eighty-four Saint Cloths, which means there are about twenty Saint Cloths that are currently unused.

The reason why some Saint Cloths are vacant is because there is no one suitable to match them.

In this world, Saint Cloths are not merely armor, but special creations imbued with spirituality.

Having spirituality means that the Cloth can make its own choices.

This also leads to a result.

While Saint Seiya candidates are choosing their Cloths, the Cloths are also choosing their suitable candidates.

Forcing yourself to wear an unsuitable Saint Cloth is pointless and will prevent you from unleashing its true power.

Therefore, without a suitable match, the Saint Cloth remained vacant.

"Among the twenty-odd vacant Saint Cloths, there are twelve Silver Saint Cloths and fifteen Bronze Saint Cloths. With my strength, it would be best to try and get a Silver Saint Cloth!" Wu Xin had a preliminary plan.

Although bronze and silver are not considered high-grade and are more suitable for Saints with the sixth sense, the quality of silver Saint Cloths is naturally a step above bronze Saint Cloths, and they are naturally stronger.

If one could obtain a Silver Armor, it would greatly enhance one's strength.

Just then, a young voice came from behind.

"Hey, are you the new Saint Seiya candidate?"

Wu Xin turned around upon hearing the sound and immediately saw a smiling young man.

The other person was not old, even younger than him, only about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a youthful face that still showed signs of immaturity, making him look exceptionally inexperienced.

However, although the other party was young, he was wearing a silver-gray holy robe.

That was a formal Saint Seiya.

"Pegasus Cloth? You're Pegasus?" Wuxin recognized the other person at a glance.

"Huh? You actually know me?" Pegasus was a little surprised that his identity was suddenly revealed.

"Pegasus is very famous, it would be strange if I didn't know it!" Wuxin shook his head with a smile.

However, upon hearing these words, Pegasus was clearly not very happy.

"Pegasus is Pegasus, and I am me!"

“I’m not the person from the myth you’re talking about!” he said angrily.

The rumors that Pegasus had once injured Hades had already spread far and wide, making this lowly Bronze Saint a celebrity throughout the entire Sanctuary.

But he didn't like this fame, because it wasn't his own, but belonged to the Pegasus constellation in mythology.

Wu Xin didn't take it to heart and laughed, "Actually, you don't need to be so resistant to that myth!"

"Because that myth represents hope for everyone, a hope of defeating Hades!"

"This will give everyone more courage and confidence when facing Hades!"