The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

That is not a "disaster" at all, but a "blessing".

He went to the small fishing village and found that the little girl had been abandoned in the holy city by her parents. He looked at the foolish parents in front of him angrily. God knew what kind of wealth they had missed.

So the bishop turned to the Holy City and began to ask people to investigate Wen Youqing's whereabouts. Finally, he found clues about Wen Youqing. It was said that she was adopted by a private school teacher and was currently in the private school in front of him.

"you are?"

Although Jing Yan had already guessed who the visitor was, he remained calm. He asked calmly, "What do you want to see Wen Youqing for?"

"I am the Yellow Robe Bishop of the Demon Cult. I came here in the name of the Pope to find someone suitable to be the God of Destiny. I heard that Wen Youqing's demon bloodline is excellent, so I came here specifically to test her bloodline."

The yellow-robed bishop did not embarrass Jing Yan. He was still unsure whether Wen Youqing's bloodline was pure and whether it had any value to him.

Jingyan shook his head.

"Your Excellency the Bishop is joking. What kind of bloodline can you have? It's just some rumors."

He had already decided how to do it.

If all the misfortunes come from becoming the God of Destiny or the Pope, Jing Yan would rather Wen Youqing not be exposed to those things so that she can have a more stable childhood.

The responsibilities and expectations of her past life seemed like a heavy burden to her - she didn't need to bear any of that.

However, once she sets a goal, she will stubbornly want to achieve it because it is a promise to her master.

"That is naturally for this bishop to judge."

The yellow-robed bishop stared at Jing Yan and said, "You just need to let us see her. It won't take long."

With just one glance, he could tell whether the other person's blood was pure.

Jing Yan certainly didn't want him to meet Wen Youqing. After all, the aura on Wen Youqing was extremely strong, and even he, who had no cultivation at this time, could feel it a little. After all, the bloodline of the Mad Pope in the previous life was so pure that even the Holy See made an exception and retained her surname.

The archbishop in front of him could naturally see it at a glance.

However, just when he was trying to find an excuse to get away with it, a head popped out from the house.

Wen Youqing was standing furtively by the door, looking through her eyes with her bright eyes. The girl spoke softly:

"Master, who is it? It can't be the widow selling tofu in the market again, right? I have already told you that she has bad intentions towards you, Master. You must not be fooled so easily—"

Wen Youqing's voice paused because she saw the man in a yellow robe with a weathered face standing in front of her master.

Her voice became even quieter, and she murmured in a low voice:

"Master, I've thought about it. The widow is not bad. After all, she is a woman. You..."

Yellow-robed bishop: “?”

The Sutra says: “?”

Jing Yan's face turned dark and he sighed helplessly.

Wen Youqing, who still has a healthy soul, is smart, but his eccentric personality seems to be even worse than in his previous life.

But the yellow-robed bishop standing in front of Jingyan paused at this moment.

Because in his eyes, the girl in front of him had pure demon blood flowing in her body, a kind of blood pressure that came from her ancestors - so pure that even he couldn't help but kowtow in submission.

The yellow-robed bishop swallowed.

At this moment, he was certain that the purity of the blood of the girl in front of him was higher than that of anyone else in the entire Holy City... No, in the entire South Posa Continent, even the current Pope might not be able to surpass her.

Moreover, she has no cultivation base, which means that she has not practiced any martial arts - this makes her simply the best candidate to succeed the Pope.

The yellow-robed bishop thought thoughtfully that if he brought her to the Vatican as a guide, he would gain countless benefits.

From now on, the road to promotion in the Holy See will be smooth sailing, and you may even have the opportunity to get the coveted position...

Purple Archbishop.

There was a hint of fanaticism in his eyes as he looked at Wen Youqing.

Jing Yan saw the enthusiasm in his eyes and was a little confused. He asked Ji Qixue in his heart:

"How come this is a little different from the original development? And I remember that the person who came to look for Wen Youqing in the star mist was a kind-looking old man in a yellow robe, not the bishop in front of us."

Ji Qixue knocked on Jingyan's sea of ​​consciousness and said angrily:

"Stupid, you've changed so many things. Future developments affect everything, so some changes are reasonable."

She said with some concern: "It's just that there are more important things to worry about right now than your doubts."

"what?"

Jing Yan was stunned and asked in confusion.

"That is, your intention of not wanting Wen Youqing to become the Pope seems to have been captured by the will of this world." Ji Qixue spread his hands: "For modifying some minor details, the will of the world may turn a blind eye to you, but for the matter of whether Wen Youqing can become the Pope, it will affect the future. The will of the world will definitely not let you modify it."

"so what?"

"So, in order to prevent you, a variable, from causing trouble again, the will of the world has modified some 'details'."

Ji Qixue paused.

"From now on, your chances of dying will greatly increase."

286. Death (Part 2)

"What's your name?"

The yellow-robed bishop asked the girl in front of him in his most gentle voice.

Wen Youqing took two steps back timidly, her eyes full of fear. She looked at Jing Yan and said, "Master, the weird uncle you mentioned has appeared."

Yellow-robed bishop: “?”

He took two steps forward and asked, "Your name is Wen Youqing, right? Do you want to be the future Pope?"

Wen Youqing blinked, still wary, "What is the Pope?"

He didn't expect that the girl in front of him had no common sense and didn't even know what the Pope was, so he explained to Wen Youqing: "It is a supreme honor, with power above everyone else, and can decide people's life and death and crimes with just one word. It is a treasure that everyone is eager to get."

Wen Youqing clapped his hands and said seriously: "Wow, that's amazing, then why aren't you the Pope?"

Yellow-robed bishop: “?”

Why is this kid so aggressive? Can he become the Pope just if he wants to?

To become the Pope, one must have sufficiently pure demon blood. This pre-condition can eliminate countless people. Perhaps in thirty years, only a dozen children will be born whose blood purity can meet the requirement.

And it has to go through layers of screening.

Although his bloodline was strong enough to be promoted to the Yellow Robe Archbishop, he was still a long way from being selected by his superiors.

But Wen Youqing is different. According to the purity of her blood, the Yellow Robe Bishop is confident that he can convince the selected officials, the Speaker of the Parliament, and even His Holiness the Pope!

He was sure that Wen Youqing would succeed Siming directly without any assessment!

It's just because the blood in her body is too pure.

But facing Wen Youqing's question, he could only show a kind face: "Because I don't have that ability, but you are different, you are the chosen one, and the only one... The blood in your body is so pure that even the Pope would be surprised."

He looked at Wen Youqing with a bit of fanaticism in his eyes: "Do you want to become the Pope? Do you want to gain supreme power?"

But Wen Youqing just looked at him indifferently.

He asked a question that caught the Yellow-robed Archbishop off guard:

"Then if I become the Pope, what will my master become?"

The Pope’s master?

Are you kidding me?

The identity of the Pope is the faith of millions of people in Nanposo Continent. In the scriptures of the Demon Cult, the Pope is the leader chosen by the ancestors to lead the Demon Cult forward.

Even in the eyes of some fanatical believers, the Pope's words are more convincing than "the way of heaven."

If one wants to become the Pope, one must cut off ties with the secular world, eliminate all desires, and become a prophet who communicates with the ancestors.

How could such a nearly deified figure have a master?

Even if there really is such a person, the Holy See would not allow such a person to exist. They would try their best to erase all traces of this person's existence - this is what the Holy See did in the previous life. At first, no one knew that a private school teacher in the mortal world was actually the teacher of the almighty Pope.

"Don't be ridiculous." The yellow-robed bishop smiled and said, "The Pope does not need a master, and he does not have one. He is the symbol of the entire demon cult."

"No master?"

Wen Youqing puffed up her lips.

"Then I don't want to be the Pope. I just want to be with my master."

Not until these words were spoken did the yellow-robed bishop become aware of Jing Yan's existence. He retracted his kind gaze and looked at the man standing not far away.

Although he is handsome, there is no demon blood in his veins. He is a pure human and does not even have any cultivation.

If Wen Youqing really became the Pope, then this useless person would become a great shame to the Pope - at least that's what he thought.

He walked up, patted Jingyan on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go out and talk."

In Wen Youqing's eyes, the yellow-robed bishop in front of him was just negotiating with his master, but Jingyan didn't think so. The cultivation level revealed by his body fiercely squeezed Jingyan's internal organs. This was not a discussion with him, but an order.

In the eyes of the Yellow Robe Bishop, humans without any cultivation have no use value.

There was a gleam of understanding in Jing Yan's eyes. He seemed to have anticipated the future development, so he nodded.

"I'll go with you."

"Very sensible."

The yellow-robed archbishop smiled and looked back at Wen Youqing.

She was staring at her master, her eyes full of worry and fear.

"it does not matter."

Jing Yan didn't want to make Wen Youqing worry, so he smiled and said, "Master just has something to say. You are alone in the room. Close the doors and windows and be good."

Wen Youqing nodded with trembling eyes, but there was an unconcealable worry on her pretty face.

.......

.......

"You are very smart."

The yellow-robed bishop lit up his cigarette and took a deep breath: "Very sensible of the times."

"I can let you go, but you must stay away from Nanposozhou from now on. For the future pope, having a mortal master is a great shame - she doesn't need a master like you."

There was a flash of contempt in Jing Yan's eyes, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "How do you know she would think so?"

"Do not."

The yellow-robed bishop shook his head: "It's not that I know she would think so, but the Church would think so, and the people would think so, so you definitely can't continue to stay in Nanposozhou."

"But don't worry. After you leave, I will carefully make up a lie. Your apprentice will still be the current Pope. The Pope's health is not good. After the Pope dies, she will take over the Pope's position and become the new Pope. Her future is so bright and glorious."

"You don't want her to be tainted with any dark history, do you?"

Jing Yan shook his head and said with a smile, "I won't leave."

"why?"

"Because I promised her that I would not leave her side easily. This is my promise to her."

"madness."

The yellow-robed bishop said, "You may not know that for the future development of the Demon Cult, all believers will do whatever it takes, including me."

He looked at Jingyan coldly, grabbed his neck and lifted him up in the air - for a mortal who was not even capable of tying a chicken, this was extremely easy.

He looked into Jing Yan's eyes, but could not see any fear in the other's eyes. The handsome man in white in front of him was smiling.

"It's okay, we can do it again."

"what?"

A hint of doubt flashed across the yellow-robed bishop's eyes, but he did not think about it too much. Instead, he used his spiritual energy to annihilate the man in front of him into nothingness.

"What a foolish man."

He sighed softly.