Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 300, Episode 299: The Stubborn Priest (Congratulations to Alliance Leader Neo Xu for appearing in the episode)
What kind of favor requires Mr. Feng to personally take action?

After Yukhu explained it from beginning to end, Feng Xiuhu finally understood.

This favor, ostensibly to help Yukhu, was actually a task arranged by Toverson Zhao.

It is said that a priest from the Spiritual Church came to Sail City, hoping to prove his devotion to the faith through a special spiritual practice and seek a breakthrough opportunity.

Yukhu seemed quite troubled when this topic was brought up.

“He has been in Sail City for some time now. Archbishop Toforsen has put me in charge of keeping an eye on him, trying to meet his demands as much as possible, and then getting rid of him as soon as possible.”

Yukhu rested his chin on his hand, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes: "Speaking of which, I don't really understand why Archbishop Toforsen was in such a hurry to get rid of him. Logically speaking, although Sail City is the missionary territory of the Mist Church, it's quite normal for a non-Cleric priest to come to Sail City for personal purposes..."

Feng Xiuhu knew the reason: something big was about to happen in Fancheng, and Topherson Zhao probably didn't want the foreign priest to die here, to avoid causing other disputes.

He raised his hand to interrupt Yukhu: "Just get to the point."

Yukhu sighed, "Well, I can't handle him. Since he came to Sail City, he's caused quite a bit of trouble—none of it's major, but it's certainly not honorable. And this guy's brain..."

Yukhu glanced at Feng Xiuhu subconsciously, then changed his words to a more subtle one: "...He's rather stubborn, and perhaps you and he can find common ground. I feel that I may not be able to fulfill Archbishop Toferson's request, so I'd like to ask you for your help."

Feng Xiuhu pondered carefully: "The Church of the Mind... Which places in Xuan Kingdom are the mission areas of the Church of the Mind?"

He assumed the priest came from another city in Da Xuan.

Yukhu shook his head and said, "You misunderstand. He is not an expeditionary priest like us. He is a native priest of the Western Continent, from the distant Lonnia Empire."

Feng Xiuhu's eyes lit up, and he became interested: "I'll take this job. Where is he now?"

Yukhu gave a wry smile: "The Temple of Life."

"By the way, his name is Neo Xu."

……

On the territory of the Church of the Mist, he, an outside priest, did not stay obediently in the Church of the Mist, but instead took a rest under the eaves of the Church of Life.

What does this mean?
Do you look down on the God of the Mist?
Sure enough, before they even met, Feng Xiuhu had already found the first topic to discuss—he needed to have a good chat with this outsider about this matter.

But when he actually met Neo Xu, he gave up that idea.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Father Feng Xiuhu. I hope we can connect on a deeper level."

After hearing the purpose of his visit, Neo Xu greeted Feng Xiuhu warmly, gently touching his forehead with the fingertips of his left hand—a gesture of respect from the Church of the Soul.

He appeared polite, and his smile was very appropriate; he seemed like a very friendly person.

Feng Xiuhu stared at him without saying a word.

His appearance and polite demeanor seemed particularly incongruous at that moment.

Neo-Xu had a dark bruise around his right eye and a bright red handprint on his left cheek.

Even though laughing aggravated her injury, causing her mouth to twitch with pain, she still tried her best to maintain a proper demeanor.

After a moment of silence, Feng Xiuhu slammed his fist on the table: "Where are the people from the Church of Life! Come out here!"

Sinyasu walked in carrying an iron tray and said expressionlessly, "What do you want to do?"

Feng Xiuhu pointed at Neo Xu, and said with great indignation, "So this is how your Church of Life treats our honored guests from the Church of Mist? Father Neo has suffered such a great injustice on your turf, you must give me an explanation today—pay me compensation!"

Clang! Siniasu slammed the iron plate on the table and sneered, "Why don't you ask him yourself?"

Neo Xu pulled Feng Xiuhu back, smiling apologetically as he tried to smooth things over: "Nothing of the sort. I did this myself. It has nothing to do with Father Sinnia."

Feng Xiuhu shook him off: "You don't need to speak well of them. The grievances have their source and the debtors their culprits. I must avenge you today."

"Get out of the way."

Xinyasu shoved Feng Xiuhu aside and glared at him fiercely: "No noise is allowed in the treatment room. If you want to make a scene, go somewhere else."

She came over to apply medicine to Neo Seo, and at the same time, the ring emitted a holy light, and Neo Seo's facial injuries began to heal at a visible speed.

Neo Xu seized the opportunity to explain, "It really has nothing to do with the Church of Life. I've been injured these past few days, so I've decided to stay at the Church of Life."

Feng Xiuhu's face darkened: "Then who did it?"

Before Neo could speak, Sinyasu said irritably, "He brought it on himself."

“These days he wanders around the streets of the Upper City every day, flirting with any girl he likes, and gets beaten up three times a day on average—if it weren’t for the fact that he’s a foreigner, he would have been taken to the police station long ago.”

"Who dares to hit a priest..."

Feng Xiuhu spoke subconsciously, but before he could finish, he realized that Neo Xu was wearing an ordinary Western-style dress, not a priest's uniform.

Neo Xu earnestly corrected Sinyasu's statement: "That wasn't flirting, it was a formal and sacred courtship."

Feng Xiuhu was filled with respect and nodded, saying, "I've learned something. I'll say it that way next time too."

Neo frowned: "You have a deep misunderstanding about me."

Sinyasu chuckled, mimicking Neoxu, and said in an exaggerated tone, "Oh! Beautiful lady, would you be willing to be my spiritual companion? Let us become one and journey together to the paradise of the soul! What, you have a husband? No problem, that's not an obstacle. As your closest confidant, I am willing to accept him as an observer, to witness this sacred practice."

Xinyasu looked at Feng Xiuhu: "Do you understand now?"

"I see."

Feng Xiuhu nodded: "I'll call the police right now and have them take this pervert away."

"Misunderstand!"

Neo Xu quickly grabbed Feng Xiuhu: "Haven't I made myself clear enough? This is a form of spiritual practice!"

Feng Xiuhu sat down: "Fancheng is not a lawless place. Before I change my mind, you'd better seize this last chance to explain clearly what your so-called cultivation is."

Neo breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression immediately turned serious again: "I am seeking the purest love to prove the steadfastness of my faith."

Feng Xiuhu scratched the back of his head: "This thing is hard to find... and what does it have to do with your beliefs?"

Neo smiled slightly, clearly having given this matter considerable thought: "True and pure love is unrelated to desire or status; it stems solely from the stirrings of the soul and a perfect spiritual connection. For both parties, it is absolutely fair and equal, and can only be achieved through spiritual transcendence."

Feng Xiuhu's eyes cleared up. He pointed at Neo Xu and asked Xinya Su, "Did you examine his brain?"

Without even lifting his eyelids, Xinyasu said while tidying up his tools, "If this project really exists, you will be my first patient."

After saying that, she picked up the iron plate and left without looking back.

P.S.: I will try my best to make each character's appearance natural and not just for the sake of appearing. Their appearances are all valuable and can bring new information to the readers.

(End of this chapter)