Ze Tian Ji

Chapter 801 – Praising the Divine

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The entire world knew that when the Prince of Zhongshan was exiled from the capital, it was only because he had feigned insanity and eaten feces that the Divine Empress did not have him executed. His temper was abnormally irritable, and it was often the case that he would have someone killed at the smallest disagreement. The An Hua of the past, even if possessing the most serene of Dao hearts, would still have felt a little nervous when confronting this mad prince. Now, however, she was not.

Because she had recently experienced close-up the Pope’s heart which was as vast as the sea of stars, and the sunlight of his warmth.

The will of the Pope had always been with her, just like the Sacred Light, so what did she have to be afraid of?

She calmly looked at the Prince of Zhongshan, clearly not intending to alter her account.

”Since that person is still alive, why did you not come together?” asked the official from the Grand Court of Revision, frowning slightly. ”A Divine General was killed. This is a major incident. Putting aside the fact that he’s also suspicious, even if he’s just providing evidence, he should still have come here.”

When they had received confirmation that the owner of the Cinnabar Pill was dead, everyone naturally wanted to know where the recipe for the Cinnabar Pill was.

But now that they had confirmed that he was not dead, that person was naturally more important than the recipe.

An Hua replied, ”He had a pressing matter and could not come. He specifically wrote a letter describing the circumstance that night.”

Just as she was preparing to take out the letter, the hall rang with Divine General Cheng Tao’s extremely harsh voice. ”How bold! To dare to deceive all these important figures with a letter! This a major incident, and His Highness has personally come as an imperial envoy. Just who is this person, defying an imperial decree?”

An Hua’s expression did not change as she calmly said, ”Even if Your Highness truly did take out an imperial decree, it would be meaningless.”

As she said these words, her eyes fell on the Prince of Zhongshan.

The hall became a clamor of noise, followed soon after by laughter.

Everyone was treating these words of hers as a joke.

But the Prince of Zhongshan did not laugh, although An Hua had been speaking to him, although he really was carrying an imperial decree.

There was one other person that was not laughing: Tianhai Chenwen. That trap in the snowy mountains had been a scheme of the capital’s Imperial Palace and the Tang clan, resting on that young array master, and its aim was precisely to find and kill Chen Changsheng. This plan was kept so under wraps that not even the Prince of Zhongshan or Tianhai Chenwen knew of it, but they were both possessed of extremely high status and had a few snippets of information. It was just that they had still not been able to confirm that this information was true. Now, when they saw An Hua’s serene expression, they could not help but feel a little astonished, secretly wondering, could it truly be the case?

The official from the Grand Court of Revision jeered, ”Is your meaning that this person is His Holiness the Pope?”

”Correct.”

An Hua took out the letter and looked at the important personages in the hall. ”This is precisely a letter personally written by His Holiness. Is there a lord present that will come and accept it?”

What? A letter personally written by His Holiness?

That person was His Holiness the Pope?

The official thought that he had heard incorrectly. After a few moments, he came to his senses and almost fell unconscious.

The other people were not in a much better state. They sat in their chairs like statues, unable to move or speak.

The hall had just been filled with noise a few moments ago, but now it was completely still and abnormally quiet.

This seemingly eternal silence placed a massive pressure on these powerful figures. They glanced at each other, shock filling their eyes.

After some time, a person finally spoke.

Tianhai Chenwen’s voice was still low and deep, but one might notice a few intangible emotions if they carefully listened.

”You are saying that the maker of the Cinnabar Pill is His Holiness the Pope?”

An Hua replied, ”Precisely.”

Tianhai Chenwen said no more, appearing to very randomly glance at the official from the Grand Court of Revision.