Chapter 1704 - 1580: Exposed
On Feipu’s side, he was desperately fleeing, and only after confirming that Ye Qingfeng wasn’t chasing them did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.
The three exchanged glances, still feeling lingering fear; this Huaxia’s Black Robe youth was truly terrifying.
The three flew back into the valley once more and saw Morton and the others waiting again.
"Master, you’re back? Did you manage to kill that Black Robe youth?" Morton hurriedly asked.
"Huh, where’s Elder Qiao Bi?" someone asked suspiciously.
The expressions of the three instantly turned extremely grim, especially Feipu, whose eyes shot cold beams, asking, "Is it true that the Divine Fruit was stolen by that youth? And who killed Beili?"
Morton’s face instantly changed drastically, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly shouted, "Master, did the Black Robe youth say something nonsensical? You have to believe me, what I said is absolutely true!"
"Yeah, it’s all the doing of that Black Robe youth!" the tall youth shouted.
"Rubbish, you obviously coveted the Divine Fruit and spread this giant lie!" an old man shouted, and he directly struck, sending the tall youth flying.
"Master, you have to believe me, everything I said is true. Why would I lie when I could have obtained the Divine Fruit myself?" Morton shouted, this was his trump card.
He had no motive to commit the crime!
"Morton, are you looking to die by not telling the truth?" Feipu suddenly burst forth, a powerful aura erupted, making it nearly suffocating.
"Master, I... what I’m saying... is all true..."
"Can anyone tell me what exactly happened?" Feipu demanded sharply.
"Feipu senior, I know what happened," at this moment, the only blonde woman stood out.
Morton felt a trace of panic in his eyes but quickly calmed down, knowing the woman liked him and would surely not betray him.
"Indeed, it was all done by us, the Divine Fruit is in our hands, Beili was killed by us. It’s all our fault and has nothing to do with the Black Robe youth!"
The woman said calmly.
Indeed! The hearts of the three shuddered, instantly feeling extremely bitter!
"We all participated, but the mastermind was Morton!" the woman said again.
Morton felt as if struck by lightning, unable to believe he had been betrayed by the woman.
His heart was filled with terror, thinking of the consequences of betraying the Church Court.
"Why are you wrongfully accusing me?"
Morton stared at the blonde woman, speaking one word at a time.
These words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth, showing the depth of his hatred.
"I originally thought you all just wanted the Divine Fruit, but didn’t expect you’d directly kill Beili for it and the treasure. I’m sorry, Brother Morton, I’m very disappointed in you!"
The blonde woman glanced deeply at Morton, then looked at Feipu, saying calmly, "Brother Feipu, everything I’ve said is true, if you don’t believe, you can investigate."
Not believe?
How could Feipu possibly not believe now, his heart was filled with endless sorrow.
Bitter!
Indescribable heartache, because of a lie from his disciple, a Church Court elder died miserably at the hands of that Black Robe youth.
The Church Court offended a genius for no reason!
"Just what happened, tell me everything!" Feipu said coldly.
The blonde woman hesitated not, recounting the whole story in detail.
The Black Robe youth originally intended to give them the Divine Fruit, then he unearthed the Stele, Morton felt agitated, and proposed a plan.
For the Divine Fruit, naturally, everyone didn’t hesitate to betray the Black Robe youth.
Even, to make the plan more real and complete, they killed the unstable factor Beili.
"Monstrous!" Feipu was furious upon hearing, casually waved, and suddenly a Heaven and Earth Power burst forth, instantly shattering a rock cabinet-sized.
"Master, I was wrong, it’s all my fault, please forgive me!"
Morton’s eyes flickered, his complexion pale beyond measure, immediately kneeled down, holding Feipu’s leg.
He knew his master always valued him, and he was the Church Court’s top genius, as long as he sincerely admitted his mistake, believing he could be punished lightly.
"Hmph, get away!"
Feipu surprisingly kicked away his beloved disciple, ruthlessly, fiercely saying: "Just prepare to accept the Church Court’s judgement!"
"Master, please no, why? I’m your prized disciple, you should plead for me, master!" Morton pleaded bitterly.
"If you don’t die, how can I face the death of Qiao Bi, he sacrificed by self-exploding his body to give us a chance to escape!" Feipu said painfully, shaking his head.
What?
Elder Qiao Bi is dead?
It was Elder Qiao Bi’s self-explosion that allowed the elders to escape? Who is that youth, why is he so terrifying?
A Huaxia Martial Artist has become such a devil?
"Tell me, how can I forgive you!" Feipu shouted hatefully, heart filled with great sorrow.
"This is a serious matter, I will personally bring Morton to the Church Court, the two of you, take the remaining people to the Judgement Hall!" Feipu turned and said, then he grabbed Morton, turning into a rainbow!
The remaining people all looked as pale as paper.
Once they enter the Judgement Hall, their lives would be over!
Inside the Church Court.
Feipu grabbed Morton, heading toward a palace deep inside.
It was heavily guarded, the sentries were stern, this was the most mysterious and powerful place in Europe, every checkpoint was watched by powerful guards, the immense pressure made one’s heart tremble.
"Feipu, what elder are you heading to?"
At this moment, a red-robed youth slowly walked out from the depths.
The youth had golden curls, wore a red robe, walked with steady steps, although not large and handsome, he had a certain indescribable noble aura.
"Saint Heir?" Feipu paused slightly, "I’m going to meet the Pope."
"The Pope is resting, perhaps Elder Feipu can tell me about the matter." The Saint Heir smiled lightly.
But Feipu didn’t dare to underestimate him, treating this Saint Heir like a pure little lamb.
Becoming a Saint Heir is no small matter, each one is a powerful figure.
He is someone who can succeed the Pope in the future!
"Since the Saint Heir wants to know, then I must speak without reservation!" Feipu nodded slightly, recounting the entire matter without hiding anything.
Feipu did not speak well of his disciple, every word was restoring the complete truth, turning Morton’s complexion ashen.
The Saint Heir’s expression remained unchanged, showing no sign of happiness or anger, quietly standing there.
The Church Court’s shadow was cast, the Saint Heir stood right in the intersection of light and shadow, half light, half dark.
After listening, the Saint Heir pondered for a moment, a slight curve formed on his lips, "Tell me, what is the Stele like?"
Morton hurriedly said, "Saint Heir, although I understand what the Stele is, I can guarantee it’s an extraordinary treasure, I’ve never seen such a divine object, it carries an ancient primordial aura, I feel it’s not something from our European Continent, more like...