Translator: Henyee Translations Editor. Henyee Translations
On the other hand, Fara felt refreshed.
Kipling hada strong influence in the Holy Temple and always opposed the Goddess and him. It was rare to see him suffer.
The sudden arrival of Wang Teng had caused ripples in this seemingly calm pool Kipling wanted to fish in troubled waters, but he pulled up an ugly and hard rock instead and smashed his own feet. He burned his own fingers.
Fara didnât believe that with the pressure from Country Boar and Country Xia, Kipling was still willing to take this risk and offend these two big countries
They werenât afraid of Dan Taixuan or Darwan. They were afraid of the countries behind them
âYour Highness, are you going to permit their actions? Kipling was furious as he tried to direct the blame to Alais.
Your Highness! Dan Taixuan and the others looked at Alais in surprise.
This was their first time seeing the Goddess of Mount Saint. They were extremely curious, but the black shawl covered Alaisâs face, so they couldnât see the appearance of the noblest being on Mount Saint.
However, her eyes left a deep impression on their hearts. They seemed like the universe itself, endless and profound, leaving them amazed.
Great Sage Kipling, Ive already said that Wang Teng is my guest. We were rude to him first, so we canât blame him,â Alais replied calmly.
Dan Taixuan and the others were shocked. They gave Wang Teng a strange gaze. The Goddess was still siding with him even after what he had done. Was there something going on between them?
Wait! They suddenly recalled something.
On the night they arrived, Wang Teng said that he met a golden-haired beauty.
Golden-haired..
Dan Taixuan and the others looked at Alaisâs hair color and linked them up.
Was this a coincidence?
Or was that lady he met the Goddess?
Wang Tengâs teammates could sense juicy gossip. Their gaze turned weirder, and they kept shifting their eyes between Wang Teng and Alais.
Alais sensed their gazes too. She frowned slightly and felt puzzled in her heart.
Their gazes are so strange!
What are they thinking?
Wang Teng wasnât as naive as Alais, so he immediately knew what they were thinking when he saw their looks.
He felt speechless.
Are they bored? What on earth are they thinking? Is this the time for gossip?
Wang Teng coughed awkwardly and stopped their thoughts from going wild.
âBut Your Highness, he killed two of our holy knights!â Kipling emphasized once again. He didnât want to give up.
âTm saddened by Margus and Karlâs death, but since they made a mistake, they must bear the consequences,â Alais said. Kiplingâs face turned green.
You donât feel the pain because theyre not under you, right?
He felt hatred. The expression on his face kept changing, and he seemed to be struggling
Finally, the hesitation on his face disappeared. Lowering his head slightly, a peal of low laughter came from his mouth.
Everyone frowned uncontrollably.
âWhy is this old man laughing? Itâs so scary,â Zhu Yushao whispered.
âWho knows? Maybe he went crazy because he couldnât stand the stimulation,â Wang Teng replied.
âYouâre so sharp-tongued. He offended you, so you wish that he would just go crazy,â Zhu Yushao said speechlessly.
âWhat does it have to do with me? Heâs the one laughing like a maniac.â
âShut up!â at this moment, Kipling shouted at them angrily.
He slowly raised his head. His eyes had become sinister, turming evil and pitch-black. He looked at Wang Teng eerily.
Huh?Wang Tengâs gaze flickered. He activated his Spiritual Sight and saw a thick dark Force awakening in Kiplingâs body.
âBe careful! Thereâs something strange about Kipling
He turned serious and immediately used voice transmission to warn Dan Taixuan, Darwan, and the others.
At this moment, Alais and the others also noticed something amiss with Kipling. They stared at him.
âGreat Sage Kipling, you!â Alais also sensed something. Her expression changed slightly.
âAs expected of the Goddess who carries the legacy of Mount Saint. Have you seen through it?â Kipling sniggered.
âYou accepted the invasion of the dark!â Alais said grimly.
âWhat?! Great Sage Fara looked at his opponent in disbelief.
You forced me!â Kipling kept his smile and stared at Alais and Fara without any expressions. His voice was icy. âI came to Mount Saint when I was ten years old and have spent countless years here. I exhausted my energy for Mount Saint and served the gods assiduously. I gave my entire life to the Holy Temple, but what did I get in the end?
âNothing!
The martial arts era arrived and the Holy Templeâs leader became the Goddess.
Generations of Goddess stepped on the holy stage, assuming a higher position than me. Why? Why are you the ones who possess this stupid holy physique?
âWhat a joke!
âBesides having the holy physique, youâ re a good-for-nothing. You donât know how to govern the Holy Temple or develop and expand it. Youâre just a puppet!â
Kiplingâs voice was monotonous. It spread out gradually. There wasnât much emotion in his voice as if he was just narrating an ordinary matter. Yet everyone elseâs expression still changed tremendously.
This was blasphemy!
Kipling said that the Goddess was a good-for-nothing and called her a puppet.
This was treason!
âKipling, youâre crazy. Do you know what youâre saying?â Fara yelled.
âTm not crazy. Mediocre people like you only know how to bow down to the Goddess, You wonât understand my great ambition!â Kipling sneered.
âYouâre indeed crazy. You accepted the invasion of the dark Force. Your consciousness is already tainted. Youâre not you anymore,â Fara said grimly.
âSomeone like you will never understand me!â
Kipling didnât take his words to heart. He shook his head and remained contemptuous. Suddenly, he opened his arms as if he was hugging the sky.
Boom!
The next instant, an extremely powerful aura erupted from his body, sweeping through the surroundings.
âTm me. No one can change that!
The confident words spurted out of his mouth.
The wind howled about the Cancer Palace, blowing against Kiplingâs white hair and gown.
Everyone widened their eyes in astonishment. Kiplingâs white hair was turning black at a frightening speed. The wrinkles on his face were also disappearing, and his skin gradually turmed smooth. His muddy eyes glinted with a sinister black light. It was sharp and bright
He was turning younger!
Everyone stared at this scene in disbelief.
Within a few seconds, Kipling transformed from a white-haired old man into a 30 years old middle-aged man.
He even seemed a little handsome!
His aura was exceptional!
With his pitch-black and intense gaze, he would be lethally attractive to some rich young ladies.
Everyone was at a loss for words!
âOh my god, are you planning to be a gigolo?â A bewildered voice broke the solemn atmosphere..