Legend of Yang Qingtian in Another Wolrd/C160 Isn't That too Ruthless
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C160 Isn't That too Ruthless

Are you a virgin?" Kant asked. Ashlow, this is an insult to Her Highness saintess! Please don't compare Her Highness saintess to those noble women you know. Her Highness is still very pure."

Qingtian found it funny when he saw Landry baring his fangs and brandishing his claws. "I'm sorry, I was just asking out of curiosity. I definitely didn't mean to offend you." He stuck out his tongue and secretly looked at saintess. He found that her face was even redder.

After walking for four days, they finally arrived at the Light Vatican of the Sirago Empire.

The entire Light Vatican was huge. It was at least as big as two palaces in the Art Imperial Palace. From afar, a team of Knight of Light and priests came out to welcome them.

"Master Landry, Her Highness saintess. The Church Knight Dahl has come to welcome the three of you under the orders of the Pope." A golden-haired Knight of Light came in front of them. "Mm, a high-level Grand Swordsman. It's not simple to have such a cultivation base at such a young age. The Light Vatican is really full of geniuses." Tian Qingtian was able to tell this Da'al's strength with a single glance.

"Please report to Pope that Ashlow Fernandez has been invited to the Light Vatican." At this time, Landry had regained his dignity as a cardinal.

"Yes! I have already reported to His Majesty, please allow me to escort you back to the Church." As he spoke, two gorgeous carriages rushed over from behind.

"It seems like the Church is quite corrupt. To make such a magnificent carriage... Compared to our Art Palace's carriages, they are even more powerful. Looks like we'll have to knock on the door again this time." As he thought about it, Qingtian and Landry got into the carriage together. Because of saintess's special status, she rode in a carriage alone. A group of people walked towards the Church in a grandiose manner.

"We are about to meet the Pope. Is he the same as the Pope of our world? The representative of the God of Light in the human world, the legendary strongest person on the continent... And now he's a guy who needs my help. I wonder what it will be when we meet later? Yours Truly needs to think about how to make you bleed a little more." Just as Qingtian was fantasizing, the carriage arrived at the entrance of the Church.

"Marquess, please get off the carriage. His Majesty is waiting for you." Knight of Light said from below. "Kid, let's go. His Majesty has been waiting for you for a long time." Landry was the first to leave the carriage.

Atlas followed Landry along the long corridor. After passing through the spacious hall, he found that almost all the buildings were carved with angels and Light Divine Clan.

"Sigh, religious beliefs kill people. These useless carvings must have taken a lot of effort. Spending so much manpower and resources on this, wasting so much money in exchange for useless decorations and the enjoyment of these clergymen." As Qingtian thought about it, he felt that these people were more and more detestable. In this world, there were countless people who fought with their lives on the line for a grain of rice and a drop of water. These people had never done anything practical, but they could live their entire lives here without worrying about food and clothing. It seemed like this world was the same.

Perhaps it was because this place was too big, walking for a long time before coming to a very large house. Although the houses that they had just passed by were very luxurious, in comparison, this place could be said to be luxurious: There were several magic lamps in the entire house, illuminating this place with incomparable brilliance. There were exquisite reliefs carved on the walls, almost all of them were legends of the Light Clan. Every one of them was vivid and lifelike. It could be seen how meticulous the decorations were when decorating this place.

In the middle was a statue of the God of Light carved with pure white jade. It was very tall. It almost reached the roof of the house. Its kind and dignified face looked like a real person. It wore a Holy Crown on its head. Behind him were eight wings full of feathers, his left hand holding the legendary Sword of Light. He held the Ceremony of Light in his right hand. This was the legendary three divine artifact of the God of Light. This gigantic statue was so lifelike that almost every wrinkle and wrinkle on it was very clear. It was illuminated by the magic lamp to the point that it was incomparably sacred. Looking from afar, it made people unconsciously have the urge to worship it.

Atlas also curiously came to "his" feet and narrowed his eyes as he greedily looked at every inch of the stone statue. At this time, an aged voice sounded from behind him. "You are Ashlow?"

Qingtian ignored the voice and continued to carefully look at the statue. From time to time, he would even take a few deep breaths and wipe the statue with his sleeve.

"This is the statue of the God of Light. The great God of Light is omnipotent. He has bestowed the power to all living things. He gives light to people. This statue is only made according to the legends. Although it is very vivid, but it's not enough." The voice continued to ring out from behind Tian Qingtian.

After admiring it for a long time, Atlas finally turned around and saw an old man dressed in luxurious clothing behind him. Although he seemed quite old, his eyes were bright and full of spirit.

" Oh? This grandpa, you know him so well? I guess it will be worth a lot of money if I sell it, right?" When Qingtian finished his sentence, the old man immediately widened his eyes." This, this, it should be worth a lot of money, right? But I'm not sure. "

"Hey, old man. How about this? While there's no one here, I'll steal this statue and you can pretend you didn't see it. After the matter is settled, we'll split the bill evenly." Qingtian and the old man put their arms around each other's shoulders and said sneakily.

However, although the old man was very surprised, he didn't say anything else. He just looked at Qingtian with a smile.

"What? Not satisfied? Then what about thirty seven? How about 37? I'll take it out and sell it. As long as you don't say anything and keep the secret." Qingtian looked left and right again.

"Why are you still not saying anything? Could it be that you're still not satisfied? Please, this is already a lot. You still don't know the market price? How about this, I made an appointment with that old Pope, maybe he'll be here soon. Forty-six points, that's already quite a lot, any more and I won't be able to get any more. I'm taking a huge risk." Seeing that the old man still didn't show any reaction, Qingtian looked calm. He didn't seem to be moved at all.

"Old man! You have to stop what you are doing. This way, although I don't see you anymore... I'll take a loss myself, fifty-fifty. Half for each person. If there's more, I won't do it anymore. " Atlas said ruthlessly. This was his bottom line. According to his estimations, this statue was worth at least a million crystal coins. And it was a conservative estimate. This was not a small amount.

At this moment, the old man finally had a reaction. He looked up and down at Qingtian's entire body. It made him very uncomfortable. "Hehe, young man, although the price you offered is very tempting. However, you discussed with a Pope about how to sell the statue of the God of Light, isn't that a bit too much?"

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