Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Considering the possibility that the Undead Mage might show up again to end Mu Bai’s life, the group took the cadaver storage box and left the cruise liner that was still on its way to Japan.
The liner was not too far out in the sea, so it would not take them too long to go back to China if they turned around now. Once they reached the land, they took the first plane to Greece.
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Meanwhile, a waiter came out of Uesugi Kotoko’s cabin back on the liner. He looked around himself and made sure there was no one in the corridor before closing the door.
There was a little gap in the door. A person could peek through it and see Uesugi Kotoko lying on the couch. She was still in the swimsuit she had assumed would make her look alluring, but her skin was no longer tender. It was like the skin of an aged tree, falling off in pieces.
Her face was frozen in disbelief forever!
“Greece, Athens, the Parthenon… do you really think you can save him? No one has ever escaped the hands of I, Spectre!” The waiter was emitting a ghastly aura.
Even he did not expect he would be a step late, and the living specimen would be taken away right under his nose. The good news was that he knew where those people were going. He also knew that the Parthenon Temple had no chance of saving a man who was put under the Undead Curse!
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Citadel of Athens, Mount Parthenon…
Xinxia was already waiting when they brought Mu Bai to the place where Mo Fan used to stay. There was no one else there, apart from Tata.
Tata was displeased by Mo Fan’s behavior, and rebuked him, “Mo Fan, do you treat this place as your private hospital? You keep bringing people with all kinds of troublesome conditions to us! How many times have I told you? We are the Parthenon Temple, there are rules you must follow…”
“Tata, that’s enough.” Xinxia knew who Mu Bai was. She already knew how serious the situation was when she saw his pale face and how he was frozen in the ice cocoon.
“Humph, bringing a dead man here. There’s no need for us to waste our time,” Tata scoffed after glancing at Mu Bai.
Xinxia placed her hand on the ice cocoon and used her magic to inspect Mu Bai’s condition.
His body was cold and still, and it might still worsen. If it was not because of the special ice cocoon, his organs might have failed and his body would have rotted by the time Mo Fan brought Mu Bai to her.
“Can you save him?” Mo Fan asked after some time.
“Of course not, kid, don’t you forget about your Contracted Beast! She sacrificed her heart just to bring her back to life. Yes, you can bring that man back to life too, but you’re going to kill Her Honor in return!” Tata snarled.
Tata was angry because of how ignorant Mo Fan was. Did he really think the Spell of Resurrection could be used at any time on any person? Every spell that defied the law of nature would need certain sacrifices. Xinxia’s cultivation speed had dropped significantly because she no longer had a complete heart.
“Is this an Undead Curse?” Xinxia asked.
“Mmm, it’s from a powerful Undead Mage. We were too careless. We didn’t expect Mu Bai to be his target,” Mo Fan said.
“What about the ice cocoon?” Xinxia asked.
“I know what it is. Green Tea Man shared it with me not long ago. He said that he had found a new magical silkworm that normally resides in its host’s body. When its host’s life is in danger, it will spit out icy silk to wrap the host in it. It will defend its host and stop the injuries from worsening,” Zhao Manyan spoke up.
Mu Bai was planning to conduct an experiment on Zhao Manyan. However, Zhao Manyan was uncomfortable with the idea of having silkworms living inside his body, and was not willing to be Mu Bai’s lab rat. To his surprise, Mu Bai had used his own body for the experiment, and the ice silkworm had actually saved his life. Otherwise, there would have been no need for them to come all the way to the Parthenon Temple. They would only have been able to cremate his remains and proceed to look for the culprit!
“Xinxia?” Mo Fan only wanted to know whether Mu Bai could still be saved. He was extremely worried.
“Stop pushing!” Tata ran out of patience. She continued before Xinxia could speak, “The Spell of Resurrection has its requirements too! First, the requirements of the Caster, and second, the requirements of the target being resurrected. Leaving aside the sacrifices Her Honor has to make to make the spell work, the man you brought here doesn’t meet the requirements to be resurrected!”
“I can find a way to overcome the challenges on my side, but his condition is a lot worse than Sister Leng Qing’s. I can still try my best and hope for something good,” Xinxia said.
“Your Honor!” Tata was displeased with Xinxia’s decision. She said, “You’re now a candidate for the role of the Goddess. The Spell of Resurrection can win a lot of support for us. Izisha has been quite aggressive lately. If you waste the Spell of Resurrection, you are basically giving up on competing for the role, which means all the efforts you’ve put in are in vain, including the support that we’ve given to you. On behalf of the people that have chosen to support you, I won’t allow you to do it. Apart from Mo Fan, I won’t let you use the Spell of Reincarnation to save anyone else!”
Tata had made her position very clear. Hall Master Haylon of the Hall of Knights happened to arrive too. He looked at Mo Fan before looking at Xinxia.
He bowed at Xinxia before he spoke to Mo Fan, “I know Her Honor has never turned down your requests, so I feel that I have to come. Let’s put aside the relationship between you and the half-dead man, I believe you are aware that using the Spell of Resurrection might put Her Honor’s life in danger, too. Also, she’s the hope of the Parthenon Temple and those supporting her to defeat Izisha and be elected the Goddess. The man might live in the end, but for those who have chosen to side with Her Honor, we will be as good as dead. Izisha has never shown any mercy to the people who are against her.”
It was obvious that Haylon was here because Tata had informed him.
Haylon was neutral on the surface, but he had long decided to support Xinxia after the recent bloodbath at the Parthenon Temple. He was currently Xinxia’s trump card and her most powerful supporter. Xinxia might struggle to make up her mind if even he was against the idea.
Mo Fan’s heart sank.
Mo Fan did not want to force Xinxia to use the Spell of Resurrection on Mu Bai. He knew the spell could not be used all the time. He just did not expect Mu Bai to be in such a bad condition that only the Spell of Resurrection might have a chance to save him. In other words, he was as good as dead!
