Chapter 23: Morning Audience

  Facing the Japanese landing on 9/18, every Chinese will be very angry. Diaoyu Island is China's!!! We can't let others bully us anymore! Boycott Japanese goods, starting with me, folks.

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  Losie first saw Chen Xing at the ceremony where many young priests came to pay their respects.

  Although Han Yue was slightly surprised by Luo Siqi's words, he still accepted and reiterated the order that no one was allowed to go up to the astrology platform in the entire sect. In the few days waiting for the little priests to arrive, Luo Siqi's daily life was taken care of by Lin Bi, while some messages and items were delivered by Han Yue who would send someone named Ji Cao to handle them.

  He is a man of about twenty years old, his height is around 1.75 meters, and he always wears red clothes, no matter what kind of clothes he changes into, the main color is always red. He is different from Lianbi, who is a maid, and also different from those like Yueji, who are similar to messengers of the church. He seems to be an existence that is completely different from Han Yue's subordinates. Luosiqi can't tell if he knows magic or not, he always lowers his head, his appearance and eyes are unclear, and when delivering messages, he speaks in a low voice. In the few times he came, Luosiqi didn't even see his full face.

  His surname made Rong Luosi a bit concerned, because her younger brother also had the surname Ji, and she didn't know if this Ji Cao had any relationship with the Zhou royal family.

  She asked Han Yue if she knew where to find the Ling Xian grass, and Han Yue was taken aback for a moment. She asked nervously if it was because Tang Xiao Xia had seen something in the star chart at the Occupying Star Platform. Luo Si Qi then followed up by saying that Tang Xiao Xia had foreseen that someone from the Moon God Sect would be seriously injured and needed the Ling Xian grass to recover, which is why she was asking Han Yue if she knew where to find it.

  Han Yue's eyes flickered a few times, she only took off her hat with a veil when facing Luosi Qi after returning to Lin Yuefeng. Han Yue was three or four years older than Luosi Qi, and her stunning beauty was different from Luosi Qi's in that her expression always seemed to hide many unknown things. Every time Luosi Qi saw her, she felt that Han Yue looked too tired, and in her opinion, the burden on Han Yue was too heavy, making it difficult for her to be happy.

  Han Yue thought for a moment before telling Luosi that the Lingxian grass was a kind of spiritual herb that grew in the southern part of Chu State, often found in mountainous and precipitous terrain. Legend had it that it had the effect of reviving the dead, but the Moon God Sect had not yet received any news about its whereabouts, let alone obtained it.

  Such an answer made Luosi slightly disappointed, but at least she knew that the Lingxian grass was in the southern part of Chu State. Han Yue also said that she would send more people to explore, which made Luosi feel a little better.

  The attire made by the Moon Goddess for the goddess was a stunningly beautiful heavenly silkworm white sand robe, with silver ornaments hanging all over her head and body. Luo Siqi didn't know where Han Yue got so many beautiful decorations from, but when she saw her own reflection in the water, looking like an immortal fairy, she couldn't care less about their origin.

  "It's the dream of many girls to wear such clothes!" Rosalie was delighted, she also wore such clothes when she saw Morningstar.

  In the Temple of the Moon Goddess, she walked slowly to the high place in the temple with Lianbi's support, and wearing a white morning star, his silver-white cloak fluttered slightly without wind, making a soft sound.

  His expression was solemn, his appearance so sacred and inviolable that the lesser priests, including Kwon Chung, bowed their heads and stood on either side of the white silk carpeted walkway leading up to the high platform.

  Luo Siqi walked step by step towards Chen Xing, and found that Chen Xing's expression gradually changed. His originally naturally drooping hands slowly clenched into fists, his expression became shocked, and then his whole body slightly trembled.

  Luosiqi was a little scared, she didn't know why Chenxing had become like this. She slightly lowered her head and didn't dare to look straight into his eyes. When she walked in front of him, Luosiqi smiled timidly at him.

  She thought Chen Xing's face was exquisite to the point of being almost perfect, his good looks were different from Tang Xiaoxia's handsomeness, Tang Xiaoxia's handsomeness was slightly immature, a seventeen-year-old boy was only physically developed to some extent, that kind of mature and steady charm was still very far away from him.

  While Chen Xing's age was probably between twenty-five and twenty-seven, a man of such an age might not be considered particularly mature in Luosi Qi's eyes, but he still possessed the stability that a high priest should have, which was different from ordinary people.

  The young priests' ceremony to worship the goddess was proceeding smoothly under Chen Xing's host, and Luo Siqi felt that Chen Xing had become the great priest who was admired by everyone again when he hosted the ceremony. He completely swept away his previous loss of composure. All she saw was him lightly dipping his right hand into a small blue-green water bottle, and with a wave of his hand, countless water droplets splashed towards Luo Siqi.

  Facing the water droplets sprinkled towards herself, Luosiqi hesitated about whether to dodge or not. She really wanted to dodge, but was afraid that dodging would make Chenxing feel embarrassed. However, what surprised her was that those water droplets suddenly shattered into ice crystals smaller than snowflakes in the instant of Luosiqi's hesitation. Those ice crystals seemed to have eyes and stopped before touching Luosiqi's body. The small ice crystals slowly twinkled around her body. If it weren't for the many little priests watching below, Luosiqi really wanted to reach out and grab a handful to see what these small ice crystals were.

  The little priests all knelt down after seeing the ice crystal, bowing their heads to listen to Chen Xing's words about the descent of the moon god. These words made Luosiqi feel a bit confused, but in such an environment, looking at the hundreds of neatly kneeling little priests below, Luosiqi actually had a strange feeling that she was indeed the goddess.

  She recalled that she had asked Qing Yuansu about her abilities before, and at that time, he let her recount the detailed situation of that day and then gave her some explanations. Later, she thought to herself and felt that the problem might be with her own blood. She felt that her blood might possess a kind of magical power that could borrow from moonlight. That day was just full moon, and her tears and blood combined would catalyze this power even more. This can also explain why after the event she tried to freeze a basin of water into ice but failed.

  Luosi thought of this and subconsciously looked at the place where she was shot by an arrow that night. The wound in that place had healed long ago when she launched the power of the moon god, but physical healing did not mean that the spiritual wound had healed. She used to be so silly to believe in Wu Xie, thinking that compared with Tang Xiaoxiao who was as young and tender as her, a man like Wu Xie was more mature and more worthy of dependence. But the arrow that shot her destroyed everything. She thought of Wu Xie's appearance that night when he was frozen into an ice sculpture, and she sighed lightly, thinking: "Maybe he's already dead!"

  Throughout the ceremony, only Roselle was facing those little priests to accept their visit, the high priest stood on her right side facing her right side, and the always expressionless Archbishop Han Yue was facing her left side. Roselle had never understood why Han Yue liked to look at others with a straight face before, but now she seemed to understand a bit, perhaps the young girl wanted to maintain her dignity in the hearts of the congregation by doing so.

  The morning ceremony was solemn and sacred, as the main character of the entire ceremony, with the deepening of the ceremony, Luosi herself unknowingly felt sacred and serious.