Chapter 600

"But Sister Daifulin is already eleventh-ring...... and no one stipulated that when a chosen one understands their own power, they must not be a high ring. Iluna is a low ring, Dac Nisi is a middle ring, and it doesn't seem wrong for the third one to be a high ring."

Xia De thought about the chosen one in his heart and looked at the silver-gray-haired nun again. He couldn't see the patterns on the silver ornament from the side, only the hoop of the silver ornament holding her gray-white long hair.

"Is there anything else?"

The blind nun turned her head slightly to "look" at Xia De, so Xia De asked:

"I noticed that you have been looking at this flame. May I ask, is this bonfire also part of the ritual?"

He thought it was just for roasting meat just now.

"Yes, this fire is the beacon for your return. As long as the fire doesn't go out, even if you don't find Priest Ao Gu Si, you can return safely."

Xia De nodded, a bit worried that the fire would go out. It wasn't that he looked down on Sister Daifulin's combat power, but that in the stories he had read, they were all routines like this.

As if "seeing" Xia De's thoughts, the nun's mouth showed a smile for the first time:

"Don't worry, this fire will not go out no matter what."

"Why?"

"In this mountain, there lives a very powerful existence. I once obtained a fire seed from her. This fire will not go out."

As she spoke, Sister Daifulin's hands folded in front of her chest closed, as if holding something, and raised her arms toward the bonfire in front of her.

The fabric of the nun's sleeves changed in light and shadow under the firelight, and Xia De looked at her hands in surprise. As the folded palms opened slightly, Xia De saw a tiny red flame jumping in her palm.

The fire seed in the palm was approximately circular, and the slender flame tail swayed upward. The nun's hands held the flame, and the flame was hurting her hands, but when charred marks and cracks appeared on her fair hands, they slowly repaired as if time were flowing backward.

【Outsider, you have felt blasphemy.】

"Relic? Is the flame a relic?"

Xia De was very surprised, but even more curious about where the nun took the flame from. She clearly had nothing in her hands just now.

That flame was not as bright as the bonfire in front of her, but as a ring warlock, Xia De could feel that this strange flame was so powerful. Even, for some reason, he had an urge to swallow the flame in one gulp.

"Oh no! Have I finally been influenced by the power of the Blood Feast Master?"

Xia De was a bit terrified.

【Not at all.】

"That's good...... The color and temperature of this flame, why does it feel so familiar......"

After showing the flame in her hand to Xia De, the nun put it away. Since she didn't explain what it was, Xia De didn't ask, after all, this was someone else's privacy.

The two stood silently in front of the bonfire, Xia De thinking about the possible situation after entering the boundary of life and death in a while.

"Mr. John Watson, do you know that there is also a great witch locally?"

Sister Daifulin suddenly asked. Xia De was stunned in his heart, but his expression remained calm:

"I don't know, that lady didn't mention this matter. However, I heard that the witches of the Witch Council are not interested in men, and even say they hate men, so that lady didn't introduce the local great witch to me, but introduced you, probably because of this reason."

"The local great witch is quite powerful."

The nun said, but this was different from the information Xia De knew. Miss Miss Jia Lin Na said that Grandma Cassandra was a ten-ring, which was one ring lower than the eleven-ring nun.

"Is the other party's level very high?"

He asked, pretending to be curious.

"Lower than me, but she has a good teacher."

Miss Miss Jia Lin Na had also said this sentence.

"In other words, the previous witches were very powerful."

Xia De asked, but didn't expect Sister Daifulin to shake her head again:

"No, her teacher is not a witch."

This stimulated Xia De's greater curiosity. The Witch Council adopts an inheritance method similar to an apprentice system. He couldn't imagine a witch whose teacher is not a witch.

But Sister Daifulin didn't say another word. Even if Xia De looked at her, almost writing "I am very curious" on his face, Sister Daifulin didn't continue to speak.

"Go back and ask Miss Miss Jia Lin Na."

Xia De thought in his heart, looked up at the three moons in the starry sky:

"If I can return smoothly......"

At nine-thirty in the evening, the ritual had been arranged, and the final inspection had been carried out. The ring warlocks of the Ringed Shushi gathered from the mansion into the courtyard in an orderly manner, while Sister Daifulin gave Xia De the final instructions by the bonfire:

"A large number of souls wander in the land of life and death, and besides that, there are also some evil spirits with special powers."

Xia De is still in a state where he is very easily attacked by evil spirits.

"Therefore, the ritual will protect the living breath on your body from leaking, so the possibility of you getting lost there because of evil spirits is very low."

The nun said, and Xia De breathed a sigh of relief. This meant that he would only be attacked by evil spirits when he was seen at close range.

"In the 【Boundary of Life and Death】, you must not make too much noise. The sect has always believed that that ancient place is inhabited by many extremely dangerous existences. Please find the priest and bring him out as soon as possible, and don't do any extra things."

"I understand this."

"Also, in the area where life and death are ambiguous, soul power is more important than physical power. The strength of the body doesn't play much of a role in that area, and the strength of the soul and spirit is the true strength. Therefore, you must restrain your emotions, whether positive or negative, which may lead to you getting lost."

"The strength of the soul...... I understand."

Xia De nodded again.

"Finally, the flow of time in that eerie world and the material world is not the same, and there is no pattern at all. It is possible that you have experienced a whole day, and the outside is just the time of a dream, but it is also possible that you have only walked a few steps, but dozens of minutes have passed outside. Because of the limitations of the ritual itself, you must return before dawn, so......"

"It's okay, I have the power to perceive time."

Xia De pointed to his head:

"I can feel both the real time and the time I feel myself. However, what time is the dawn in the Midhillburg area?"

He asked, and Sister Daifulin immediately gave the answer:

"The next dawn will appear at 6:23."

Xia De noted this number.

At ten o'clock sharp, the moon overhead reached a suitable position, and the sea of stars in the cloudless night sky seemed to be frozen overhead.

The bonfire in the courtyard crackled, and only the 34 nuns wearing silver crown blindfolds remained in the courtyard.

Nine of them were evenly surrounded by the huge bonfire, wearing the same nun habits, with their hands folded together on their chests, lowering their heads and chanting incantations to communicate with the world on the other side. The firelight jumped on them, and the crackling burning sound almost covered the whispering of the nuns.

The bonfire was located in the center of the courtyard, and on both sides of the walkway connecting the bonfire to the mansion's main entrance, 22 nuns were standing quietly waiting, either holding pure silver bells, holding white porcelain water bottles, or holding white banners embroidered with ancient runes.

In front of the mansion's main entrance, two nuns who seemed to be twins were each holding the door handle of the double-opening main entrance. These two were both high-ring warlocks, but Xia De didn't know their names.

The last nun, Sister Daifulin, stood with Xia De by the bonfire, with nine whispering nuns behind her, and the walkway and the door at the end in front of her.

Amidst the crackling bonfire, no one spoke until Sister Daifulin took out two white long threads of the same length.

She threw the long threads toward the bonfire behind her, but the next second the two threads floated out again and turned bright red. The nun handed one of them to Xia De, signaling him to wrap it around his wrist. Xia De could feel the temperature on the cotton thread.

"One thread is tied to your wrist by you, and one is held by me. When you need to return, this thread will guide you to see the beacon."

The nun said, and Xia De nodded.

Afterward, she handed Priest Ao Gu Si's silver holy emblem pendant to Xia De:

"This will guide you to find your friend."

Xia De nodded and hung the holy emblem on his chest.

"Also, please ensure in advance that you will not be corroded by death."

Xia De took the 【Youthful Ye Zi】 out of his pocket watch and put it in his mouth to hold it. The leaf itself had a raw and astringent taste, but Xia De hadn't licked other leaves, so he didn't know if other leaves had this taste too.

"Finally, Mr. John Watson, I wish you a smooth trip."

She bowed slightly to Xia De. Xia De didn't dare to accept this etiquette, so he hurriedly dodged:

"Sister, I cannot express my gratitude simply in words. After rescuing Priest Ao Gu Si, I will......"

"Three."

The nun began to count down, and Xia De immediately stood shoulder to shoulder with her.

"Two."

The gray-white-haired nun held her two hands folded in front of her chest in a cupped position, and Xia De saw the faint firelight between her two palms again. This fire seed, which could be defined as a "relic," would become Xia De's greatest safety guarantee.

"One."

The final voice was trembling, because as the nun's hands were completely folded together, the firelight overflowed from her palms. She was not swallowed by the instantly expanding firelight; only cracks with fire flowing inside appeared on her hands, which was somewhat like Xia De's "divinity overflow" state, both of which were manifestations of internal power appearing on the surface.

Xia De took a deep breath:

"Then I'm leaving."

The nun held the flame and lowered her head slightly:

"Good luck."