Divine Seal: I am a saintess of the human race, but also the heir to the Demon God.

Chapter 102 Young people don’t respect martial ethics!
The two elderly men, one fat and one thin, sitting on wooden benches and talking, formed a stark contrast.

As Long Haochen stepped onto the steps, the somewhat bald, pot-bellied, unbuttoned, chest-baring old man smiled and asked, "Are you one of the top sixteen contestants from the Knights Temple?"

Han Yu nodded and introduced Long Haochen, who seemed a little awkward upon meeting a stranger, to the plump old man. Long Haochen was a guardian knight of the Knights' Temple.

The fat old man sized up Long Haochen and said, "Not bad, young man, you're quite promising."

The taciturn, thin old man standing to the side was like a bamboo pole; he looked as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

Seeing an old man and a young man chatting idly in front of him, the thin old man said coldly, "This is not a place for idle talk."

The plump old man seemed to know why his companion was angry. He patted his belly, chuckled, and did not reply.

With a flicker of his gaze, the thin old man said calmly, "Token."

Han Yu hurriedly went over and handed over a token bearing the mark of the Knights' Temple. Then, he took out a letter handwritten by the Holy Knight Commander.

The thin old man took the token, weighed it in his hand for a moment, and nodded.

Immediately afterwards, he channeled spiritual power into the envelope, and a voice from the Holy Knight Commander himself entered his and the fat old man's ears.

The thin old man nodded and said, "Your identities match. In that case, come with me."

"Yes."

Long Haochen and Han Yu agreed and subconsciously followed the thin old man into the treasure pavilion.

Bai Ling stood still and took out two jade bottles made of cold white jade from her ring.

The jade bottle she held in her palm had a lid carved from a magic crystal inside a third-tier water-type magical beast.

The thin old man caught a glimpse of the two bottles containing pills out of the corner of his eye, and swallowed the words that were about to slip out.

Well, let the little girl come in a little later. He's too old to care about these little kids who are valued and have high hopes for by the Alliance.

When the fat old man saw that Bai Ling didn't go in, and even took out two bottles of pills that he couldn't understand, he scratched his head and said, "You little brat, don't you care about what's inside? Did you come here specifically to see us two old folks?"

Bai Ling smiled and said, "This treasure pavilion is a fixed asset jointly owned by the six holy temples in the Holy Temple Alliance. Even I would be envious of the treasures inside, so how could I possibly look down on it?"

As she spoke, she handed two bottles of pills to the fat old man.

"This is a Rejuvenation Pill currently exclusively supplied to the Soul Temple and the Priest Temple. It is a sixth-tier pill made by grinding and refining the magic crystals of water-attribute and wood-attribute magical beasts, combined with herbs such as Soul-Soothing Grass."

"For those under fifty, taking this pill will greatly help to strengthen their physique. For those over fifty, long-term use of this pill can rejuvenate both their body and spiritual power for decades."

The plump old man stared in shock at the jade bottle in his hand, his lips trembling as he asked incredulously, "How much rejuvenation?"

Decades?
Bai Ling affirmed, "The elders who have made significant contributions to the Soul Temple and the Priest Temple have basically finished a bottle of pills, and the values ​​they obtained are basically accurate and there is absolutely no falsification."

Inside the door, the thin old man, who had overheard the conversation, led the two into the treasure pavilion.

The thin old man instructed the two that they could move around and look at the treasure pavilion as they pleased, but they were not allowed to touch anything on display.

Having received affirmative answers from both, he left the treasure pavilion satisfied, and with a hint of annoyance, took one of the jade bottles that the fat old man was carrying.

The portly old man, realizing what was happening, glared at his partner and said irritably, "These are pills Bai Ling gave me. Why are you taking them?"

The thin old man snorted, "Such precious pills, all given to an old fat man who can't even walk, isn't that a waste of sixth-grade pills?"

The fat old man, his sore spot touched, finally managed to sit up from his chair. "Who are you calling fat?"

The thin old man said, "I'm talking about you."

Bai Ling said helplessly, "Please keep this pill a secret, seniors, because of its price and special nature..."

The fat and thin old men exchanged a glance, put away their frivolous attitude, and said in unison, "You can rest assured about that."

The thin old man, having put away the pills, smiled slightly and led Bai Ling into the treasure pavilion.

The hall inside the treasure pavilion is small, with a six-pointed star pattern occupying the entire floor in the center.

The thin old man stopped at the center of the six-pointed star in the hall and gestured for Bai Ling to step forward first.

Bai Ling, who knew the secret of the treasure pavilion from the beginning, stepped onto the teleportation array.

A flash of white light, and her figure vanished instantly, leaving only a pale golden butterfly on the ground.

This scene completely baffled Long Haochen and Han Yu.

After seeing Bai Ling being teleported away, the thin old man turned around and looked Long Haochen up and down a few times.

He snorted and said, "So you're Long Haochen. I don't see anything special about you."

Long Haochen was taken aback. "...Senior, do you know me?"

The thin old man said rather rudely, "I don't know him."

As he finished speaking, he slightly moved his feet and stepped down in the hexagram towards the wall where the knight was.

Long Haochen did not sense any spiritual energy fluctuations, but the wall of the Knight's Temple had already lit up.

Suddenly, the wall shimmered with light, and the knights on it seemed to come alive.

"The Knights' Temple has come to pick them up."

The thin old man shouted, and suddenly raised his foot, ready to kick Long Haochen hard in the buttocks.

At that moment, the butterfly that had fallen to the ground instantly transformed into a girl whose entire body was composed of magical elements.

The girl's movements were so fast that the thin old man, who had let his guard down, didn't react at all.

The thin old man felt a numbness in his right leg, and the spiritual energy circulating normally in his body disappeared in an instant.

"Senior, let me go first. Bullying my brother is not in line with your reputation in the Assassin's Temple back then."

As she spoke, Bai Ling, who had stopped the old man's movements, gently reached out and nudged the dazed Long Haochen.

The next second, Long Haochen flew straight toward the wall with the knight's mark.

Long Haochen was so surprised he almost cried out, just when he thought he was going to be in excruciating pain all over his body from the impact.

Suddenly, everything around him became illusory, and his body disappeared into the wall.

As Long Haochen merged into the wall of the Knight's Temple, a surge of spiritual energy erupted, and the thin old man let out two guilty hums.

"You little rascal, you knew about this from the very beginning, didn't you?"

Bai Ling gracefully clasped her hands together, standing there with a smile on her face. "You are a member of the Assassin's Temple, and also a half-family member who has watched Cai'er grow up. How could I, as the older sister, not think about my younger brother?"

Upon hearing this, the thin old man frowned. "Since you know, why are you stopping me? Can't you let me vent my anger?"

Bai Ling shook her head and said decisively, "If the two of you get together, and you want to vent your anger, I naturally won't object, but right now it's not even close to happening."

"What are you guys doing in the treasure pavilion? I can feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy coming from inside even though I'm sitting outside."

As he spoke, the plump old man leisurely walked back in.

When he saw the thin old man rubbing his legs, with a white spirit clone clearly the work of the Magic Temple beside him, he chuckled, "Old buddy, got intercepted right in front of you, huh?"

The thin old man glared at him. "You talk too much. If you didn't speak, no one would think you were mute."

The fat old man laughed and said, "Don't tell me that, you should go tell Old Man Long." The thin old man didn't even look at Bai Ling beside him, snorted twice, and said, "I'll settle accounts with Old Man Long sooner or later!"

The fat old man laughed and said, "You only dare to talk tough in front of us. When you get to Old Man Long's place, you have to be humble and watch his expression."

Clearly, those who guarded the treasure vault had already learned from the alliance who the patriarch behind Bai Ling and Long Haochen was.

Han Yu stood aside, listening intently, and he could vaguely discern some clues.

Just then, the skinny old man suddenly turned around and said, "I almost forgot about you. What are you listening to? Get your ass into the Knight's Temple and find a treasure that suits you."

Han Yu was taken aback, thinking that he was listening openly and honestly, so how could it be considered eavesdropping?

"Senior, I wasn't eavesdropping..."

The skinny old man, having failed to vent his anger in front of Bai Ling, couldn't afford to make a scene.

With a casual wave of his hand, Han Yu felt a powerful force surge through him, and he was sent flying as if riding on clouds.

The next second, Han Yu also successfully merged into the wall of the Knight's Temple and disappeared.

Bai Ling's elemental clones nodded slightly to the two elders before turning into particles and disappearing into the treasure pavilion.

"This little guy is incredibly clever."

At this moment, Bai Ling's eyes were covered by a black veil, and she was transported to a virtual and dark world.

Then, the darkness vanished abruptly.

Sensing a subtle hint of malice directed at her from something ahead, Bai Ling suddenly opened her eyes.

Sure enough, she saw a girl in front of her who was radiating white light and was almost transparent.

The girl looks exactly like me when I grow up.

However, the transparent girl's personality is completely different from hers.

At least Bai Ling wouldn't be dancing while letting out a crisp, melodious laugh.

This guy has completely lost his persona!
However, does the territory of the Priest's Temple also have something similar to condensing spirits into soldiers?

Bai Ling couldn't help but take a closer look at the mirror image that was dancing gracefully in front of her, releasing several seemingly harmless spells.

What is meant by condensing spirit into soldiers?

These are legendary weapons that circulate in various temples. Over time, with the succession of their masters, they have developed autonomous souls.

If a professional wants to obtain a legendary weapon, they must pass the test of the spirit that gave birth to the weapon.

Only by defeating them and gaining their approval can one become worthy of being their master.

Otherwise, ordinary professionals wouldn't even be worthy of seeing a legendary weapon.

Even if their fathers were very powerful and had the ability to forcibly intervene and plunder, it wouldn't work.

Looking at the mirror image in front of her dancing with increasing excitement, Bai Ling frowned and said, "Don't make me dance like that, okay? It looks awful."

"..."

After a moment of silence, the mirror stopped dancing.

The next instant, the mirror image raised its right hand, and a magic scepter resembling that of a mage emerged from its palm.

Unlike ordinary elemental staffs, this staff is slightly lighter in appearance, giving it an overall light and airy feel.

At this moment, it shines brightly in the mirror image's hand.

At the top of the staff, seven small silver gems adorn the side of a pearl-white magic crystal, and the silver crystal seems to be filled with fine gold dust.

From a distance, the gold dust appeared to change constantly as the mirror image chanted its magic.

Moreover, the surface of this scepter is engraved with many inscriptions that are incomprehensible to most people.

According to Bai Ling's calculations, the inscriptions resemble a mixture of ancient elven script and the dragon language of the ancient dragon race.

When these inscriptions are combined, they present themselves as strange eye shapes, all the way to the top.

As the incantation of the mirror body continued to lengthen, the color of the pearl-white magic crystal at the top changed.

It is no longer pearly white, but a dazzling pure silver.

With this brief buffer, Bai Ling was able to make the corresponding judgment.

She raised her hand, and a surge of powerful spiritual energy flowed from within her.

That's not enough; she needs to win decisively against this little guy who likes to imitate others.

So, Bai Ling took out a handful of pills from her ring and crushed them without hesitation.

The guardian who was hiding in the shadows and spying on the saintess had black lines all over his forehead.

So elixirs can be used like this?

He truly deserves to be called the most resourceful and youngest council member in the history of the league; his ideas are different from others.

Bai Ling raised her hand high, perfectly replicating the mirror image's movements.

The space behind her was distorted by spiritual energy, and countless slender silver weapons appeared around her.

Facing the incantation still being chanted by the mirror image, Bai Ling didn't even blink and decisively said, "Go."

As countless silver swords and shadows disintegrated like meteors, the resulting fragments violently collided with the pure white mirror image in front of them.

The last syllable had barely left his lips when the mirror image of the black-haired girl in front of him, ready to unleash a powerful attack, widened its eyes.

How can you be so lacking in martial ethics!

The mirror image can block one wave of lightsabers, but it can't block countless lightsabers!

This power has definitely reached the seventh level.

It should be noted that the Mirror Body itself is merely an auxiliary weapon specifically designed for the priestesses of the Temple throughout history.

Everything that had been done before was merely a test of the saintesses' mental fortitude.

The mirror image shattered with tears in its eyes, leaving only the gleaming scepter lying forlornly on the ground.

Bai Ling picked up the scepter that had fallen to the ground, put it back into her ring, and said calmly, "Mission complete."

The next second, she was teleported back to the Treasure Pavilion.

On the other hand, Long Haochen and Han Yu did not have such an easy time obtaining the desired and suitable weapons.

It wasn't until evening that they emerged from the treasure vault of the Knights' Temple, looking utterly exhausted.

Although they looked exhausted, their bright, shining eyes betrayed them.

It seems they obtained weapons that suited them from the Knights' Temple and gained the approval of the spirits.