CHAPTER 897: 897 THE HIGH PRIEST’S SECRET! THE COMPLETE PRINCE YAN’S SWORD [PART 1]

"Lord Priest!" The Beirut King was overjoyed, "Lord Priest, it is I!"

The Right Divine Servant also trembled, immediately kneeling on one knee: "Lord Priest, Beirut Majesty has urgent matters to see you."

"I already know." The voice was calm, "Beirut, come forward alone, Right Divine Servant, you may leave."

"Lord Priest!" The Right Divine Servant hurriedly spoke, "The Left Divine Servant is injured, please heal her!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cluster of light suddenly flew from the depths of the Sea of Stars.

With a "swish," it landed in the Right Divine Servant’s hand.

He looked closely and discovered that the light was actually a Jade Bottle, filled with liquid.

"Let the Left Divine Servant take it." The voice echoed again, still indifferent, "Go now."

"Thank you, Lord Priest." The Right Divine Servant took the Jade Bottle and hurriedly exited.

In the entire Sea of Stars, only the Beirut King remained.

He lifted his robe and knelt on the ground, bowing with great devotion: "Lord Priest, over forty years ago, you prophesied that I would be killed by my eldest son, who would seize my throne, but now..."

"You don’t need to say it, I already know." The High Priest said, "You didn’t manage to kill that child, and now, his daughter has returned. She is here to seek revenge against you."

The Beirut King was shocked: "Lord Priest, does she know what I have done?"

"A person’s fate is determined by the Heavens, it cannot be changed nor escaped." The High Priest did not answer his question, but said, "Even if you try all means to avoid it after knowing in advance, you accidentally hasten the prophecy’s occurrence."

The Beirut King felt a chill throughout his body, a coldness rushing from his feet to the top of his head.

Indeed, if he had not conspired for Beitang Xinyi to perish during childbirth, they wouldn’t have turned against each other, and today wouldn’t have happened.

But now, it’s too late to say anything.

The Beirut King was drenched in cold sweat: "Lord Priest, please save me. Even if I abdicate, I will never allow a woman to bring chaos to Cangyuan Country!"

In his view, women were merely his possessions.

He didn’t need a Queen like Beitang Xinyi, who was strong and uncontrollable. He only needed someone like the current Queen, who was cautious and dedicated to serving him.

"Her? Just a Time Betrayer." The High Priest’s voice was light, like a wisp of smoke, "No need for you to act, she won’t survive this month."

The Beirut King was ecstatic.

Anything spoken by the Cangyuan Great Priest, for better or worse, would inevitably come true.

But what is a Time Betrayer?

"May I ask, Lord Priest, the time—" The Beirut King had many doubts, but just as he opened his mouth to inquire, the voice interrupted him.

"You don’t need to know, this is not something you can touch." The High Priest’s voice turned cold, "You only need to manage Cangyuan Country well, the rest is dictated by the Heavens."

Hearing this, the Beirut King dared not say more, and respectfully said: "Thank you, Cangyuan Great Priest. As long as the Great Priest is here, Cangyuan fears no Chongming, nor the Supreme Wisdom."

"Supreme Wisdom?" The High Priest seemed to chuckle lightly, but quickly returned to the original coldness, "You may leave now."

The Beirut King respectfully bowed to the void of the deep sea, then left joyfully.

In the silent depths of the Sea of Stars, suddenly, a second voice echoed.

A very elegant voice, with a light chuckle: "If the Cangyuan people knew of your connection with the Supreme Wisdom..."

"Shut up!" The previously indifferent voice suddenly became angry.

Soon, all sounds disappeared, everything returned to calm and void.

**

After the conferment ceremony was completed, in the following days, the nobles and ministers of Cangyuan Country all went to Houtu Palace to visit Beitang Xinyi and Ye Wanlan.

The old minister who was the first to propose to the Beirut King that she be made the Crown Prince at the ceremony also came.

He stroked his beard, his expression kindly: "Before Princess Wanlan was found by Beitang Queen, she had always lived on land?"

Ye Wanlan nodded: "Indeed."

"Incredible, truly incredible!" The old minister exclaimed repeatedly, "I have never been to the land, nor do I like it there. Now it seems I was wrong, I was too stuck in my ways."

"Old man, it’s amazing, you’ve changed your mind?" Lancelot exclaimed, "I thought you’d never change in your life."

The old minister’s expression immediately turned cold: "What are you doing here, boy? The Majesty doesn’t dare to do anything to you, but I do. I have spanked you countless times, and I remember each one!"

Lancelot: "..."

He fell silent.

"Yesterday, a divine sign descended, proving that Princess Wanlan is indeed the Heaven’s ordained monarch." The old minister looked at the girl and laughed again, "Just don’t know when the Lord Priest will come out."

Ye Wanlan smiled: "If the Lord Priest thought I was inauspicious, would you still value me so highly?"

"This..." The old minister paused, frowning, "The Lord Priest is wholeheartedly for Cangyuan, and would certainly not do so, but indeed, the Lord Priest never makes mistakes."

Ye Wanlan understood.

The Cangyuan Great Priest’s position in the hearts of Cangyuan people was too important.

The Fran Ders Royal Family could do without, but the Great Priest could never fall.

If the Great Priest declared someone as the enemy, then that person was the enemy.

"If Princess Wanlan encounters any difficulties in the future, you can find me." The old minister stroked his beard, "I see that not only is Princess Wanlan exceptionally talented, but she also has the rare capability of a ruler. I will do my best to assist you."

"There is indeed something I need your help with." Ye Wanlan took out the fragment of Prince Yan’s Sword she carried, and slightly smiled, "Have you ever seen fragments similar to these?"

The old minister examined it carefully for a while: "I have seen them. Three hundred years ago, these fragments fell from the sky. I don’t know what they are, but I kept them. There happen to be a few pieces at my home. Please follow me, Princess Wanlan."

"Thank you, elder." Ye Wanlan’s spirit was lifted, "Your great kindness, I will never forget."

"You’re welcome." The old minister was delighted, like a three-year-old child, "Princess Wanlan may have a noble status, but has no airs, unlike that Meivis, always relying on her status to bully the weak, hmph!"

His words were full of dissatisfaction towards Princess Meivis.

Ye Wanlan followed the old minister to his residence.

The residence had seen some years, with weathered marks left on its stone walls and wood.

The old minister took out a box from a cabinet: "Could it be that Princess Wanlan knows what these fragments are? I speculate that these fragments fell into Atlantis from the human world."

Ye Wanlan did not speak. She first opened the box, took out the fragments inside, and placed them together with the ones she held.

The old minister’s eyes widened: "A sword?"

Prince Yan’s Sword...

At last, it was complete.