Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 163 Xin Xia also has her own little thoughts

Inside the Parthenon, candlelight flickered.

The Silver Moon Knight knelt on one knee, trembling as he reported everything that had happened in Croatia.

"Insolence!" The Great Sage Merora shattered the crystal armrest with a single palm strike, shards flying everywhere. "A mere Eastern mage dares to defy my Parthenon Temple!"

The High Priestess, Pamis, calmly said, "Merrora, haven't you always opposed Ye Xinxia being the substitute for the Holy Maiden? Isn't this exactly what you wanted?"

The great sage's expression shifted between light and shadow.

She opposes Ye Xinxia becoming a saintess precisely because the saintess's status would hinder her plans!
The presence of both the temple's guardian knights and the attention from various factions will make the plan to seize Parthenon's soul extremely difficult!
But now that Ye Xinxia has been taken away, the situation is even worse!
“I do oppose making an ordinary maidservant a saint,” Merola said, barely suppressing her anger, “but that doesn’t mean outsiders can trample on the majesty of the Parthenon at will!”

“Wang Feng is Ye Xinxia’s brother and also her guardian,” Pamishi said calmly.

"He agreed to let Ye Xinxia come to the Parthenon because we promised her safety. But you sent her to Croatia to manage the epidemic?"

"That's a place where even senior waitresses have been infected. Isn't it normal for him to be angry?"

She looked up at Merola and said calmly, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, Wang Feng is a member of parliament from China with outstanding achievements. If you want to touch him, you'd better think about how to explain it to China first."

Merora sneered: "When has the Parthenon ever needed to consider the whims of a nation?"

"Whatever you say." Pamishi smiled slightly and said no more.

Merora's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty before she finally let out a cold snort: "Since Ye Xinxia has passed the trial and rescued Croatia, she should be the fourth Holy Maiden according to the agreement. But she was your recommender, so it's your responsibility to bring her back!"

Pamis raised an eyebrow: "Weren't you firmly against it before?"

"As a great sage, I always keep my word!" Merola flicked her sleeves and left.

Pamis watched her retreating figure, a slight smile playing on her lips, and then called out, "Tisu, come here."

……

Presidential Suite, Victoria Hotel, Venice.

Morning light streamed into the room through the French windows. Ye Xinxia nestled in Wang Feng's arms, her cheek pressed against his strong chest, quietly listening to him recount the truth behind the Parthenon's selection of her.

As Wang Feng narrated, her breathing gradually became rapid.

When she heard the most crucial part, she sat up abruptly, unaware that the silk quilt had slipped off, her fair skin gleaming like pearls in the morning light.

"Brother Wang Feng, you mean..." Ye Xinxia's voice trembled.

"My father is Ventae, the holy son of the Parthenon? And I have the soul of the Parthenon within me?"

"That's right. The real reason you couldn't walk when you were a child was that your delicate body couldn't bear the weight of two souls."

Ye Xinxia's pupils contracted slightly; this shocking truth left her speechless for a moment.

"And the real reason why the great sage Merora wanted to seize the Parthenon soul within you is because of Izsa, your aunt," Wang Feng continued.

“She…she’s already dead, isn’t she?” Ye Xinxia said.

"Heh, it's just a fake death. How could a perfectly healthy person suddenly die and be kept in the Goddess Temple?"

"And since she's been dead for so many years, why hasn't a new goddess been elected? What do you think is the root cause?" Wang Feng sneered.

"Were you waiting for me?" Ye Xinxia replied, pursing her lips.

“Clever.” Wang Feng straightened up, a meaningful smile playing on his lips. “I was just waiting for you to come of age, waiting for you to return to the Parthenon, and then—to prepare a grand Dark Judgment for you!”

Just like how we dealt with Wen Tai back then, we'll strip away his soul in the most cruel way!
Ye Xinxia's face turned deathly pale instantly, but in her clear eyes, complex emotions surged like a tide.

There was shock, there was fear, but more than anything, there was an indescribable resolve.

After a long while, she slowly raised her face, the confusion in her eyes had faded, replaced by an unprecedented determination.

“Brother Wang Feng, I…” Her voice was soft yet firm, “I want to go back to the Parthenon. I want to… become a goddess of the Parthenon!” She looked up, her eyes sparkling with hope: “Is that alright?”

"Aren't you afraid?" Wang Feng raised an eyebrow. "They're all eyeing your soul with predatory intent."

Ye Xinxia suddenly smiled, a smile as bright as a lily blooming in the morning light.

She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing a charming yet innocent smile: "Because... Brother Wang Feng will protect me, right?"

Wang Feng chuckled softly, his warm palm gently caressing her slender waist, the touch as delicate and smooth as fine mutton fat jade.

“Of course. But,” he gently stroked her waist, “I’m curious, why did you suddenly have this idea?”

“Because—” Ye Xinxia’s eyes flickered slightly, her voice soft yet revealing an unprecedented determination.

"I don't want to be a little girl who can only hide behind you forever. I want to... become someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with you."

She tilted her head slightly, her fair face appearing exceptionally clear in the sunlight, yet a flame burned fiercely in her eyes.

"Besides, as long as Parthenon's soul is still in my body, this calamity can never be avoided."

She gently clenched her fingers, her voice low but firm, "Since there's no way to avoid it, then—I'll take control of this situation!"

Wang Feng chuckled softly, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

He pulled his arm closer, holding her slender waist even tighter, almost embedding her entirely in his embrace.

“Since you want to do it, then go for it. A mere Parthenon—” Wang Feng’s lips curled up slightly, “with me here, they can’t turn the world upside down.”

Ye Xinxia's eyebrows curved into a smile, and like a satisfied kitten, she affectionately rubbed against his neck.

"Thank you, Brother Wang Feng~"

Wang Feng glanced at the time, then whispered in Ye Xinxia's ear, "Xinxia, ​​it's time for morning exercises~"

"Hmm~"

……

It wasn't until noon that Wang Feng lazily pushed open the door.

As soon as I stepped into the hall, I was met with a resentful gaze.

Lingling puffed out her cheeks, staring intently at him like a cat with its fur standing on end, her eyes filled with accusation.

"Hey, what happened to our little Lingling?" Wang Feng raised an eyebrow with amusement. "Is my face covered in flowers?"

“The flowers haven’t bloomed,” Lingling snorted, her little face puffed up with anger, “but some people are playing pretty fancy games.”

Wang Feng chuckled upon hearing this, and deliberately leaned closer to her ear: "So our little Lingling can eavesdrop?"

"Pah!" Lingling's face instantly turned red, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "It's clearly because you guys kept making noise all night that I didn't get a good night's sleep!"

Wang Feng then realized what was happening, and rubbed his chin with his long, slender fingers.

I did forget to set up a soundproof barrier last night.

After all, he had always lived alone in the presidential suite of the Victoria Hotel.

Even when he is accompanied by a beautiful woman, there are never any outsiders present.

I almost forgot, there's a little night owl living next door this time.

Of course, the main reason was that he didn't know the presidential suite here was so substandard, with such poor soundproofing in the rooms!

(End of this chapter)