Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 1931 - 1921: The Pope Is a Woman!

The outer lid of the coffin clattered away automatically. Inside, a mummified corpse, wrapped tightly in white cloth, emerged from the coffin’s cover, exuding a dense corpse aura. It was indistinguishable from a mummy, with its entire body almost completely covered in white cloth, except for two eerily green eyes, which looked extremely terrifying.The Bright Pope Shi Ka’s eyes glowed with a ghostly light, staring coldly at him.

This undead hundred-year-old mummy before him was the previous Pope of the Bright Church: Shi Suo! He lived for two hundred years. After death, he lasted for three hundred years, equivalent to living five hundred years. When he was in power, he was also a formidable figure, no less than the current pope. The other two popes of that era were also invincible figures. Unfortunately, they were born in the wrong era. Alongside people like Liu Shen and the War Demon, they ultimately became stepping stones for those peerless ruthless figures.

"Lord Shi Suo, emerging at this time, aren’t you afraid that your soul’s longevity will diminish?" Shi Yan said coldly, without expression, slowly lifting his cold eyes, which faintly fell on Shi Suo, who had died a hundred years ago.

"Shi Ka, the Death Tomb has been delayed for such a long time. Isn’t it built yet?" The old Pope Shi Suo’s eyes glowed green as he spoke. He had entrusted this matter to Shi Ka not just for a day or two. Now, after so many days, not only was the Death Tomb unfinished, but it was also destroyed. As time passes, if it’s delayed further, all three generations of us old popes will die, and even our last residual souls will vanish into nothingness.

"Lord Shi Suo, the matter is not as simple as you imagine. The Divine Altar is, after all, a holy land for the Barbarians Clan. Trying to drive them to construct the Death Tomb is too troublesome. I’ve already tried my best."

"Hmph! What nonsense Holy Land. Even the Magic Bracelet has been snatched away. What’s the use of the so-called Holy Land? The Barbarians Clan are dispensable. If you were willing to employ ruthless measures, I wouldn’t believe their actions would be so slow. Do you wish for us to die?"

"Lord Shi Suo, I’ve already done my best. There’s no point in saying more. Please give me some more time. I will certainly do it well." Being reprimanded like this made the current Pope Shi Ka’s face become very unnatural. No one knew what he was thinking inside.

"Shi Ka, are you hiding something from me? Why do I feel that you are no longer as dedicated as you used to be?"

"I am still the same Shi Ka as before, just that..."

"Just that what!" Shi Suo questioned coldly, his eyes shooting out ghostly light, slowly floating out of the coffin, his body emitting a chilling aura. Although this old ghost had been dead for so long and his cultivation had regressed, his momentum was still not much weaker than before. Facing his question, Suoka remained motionless.

Suddenly! He sharply raised his head, a cold gleam flashing through his eyes. Facing Shi Suo, he showed no awkwardness, but instead, his courage grew stronger.

"Lord Shi Suo, I’ve killed too many people over the years. I don’t want to kill anymore. Forgive me. I don’t want to create too much killing intent again."

When it came to killing, only Shi Ka himself knew very well. From the moment he became the pope, he had no idea how many people he had killed over the years. When Shi Suo handed the Bright Church to him, the Bright Church was already considered a second-rate power in the West. If it weren’t for Shi Ka sacrificing almost everything to nurture Death Soldiers in these past years, causing carnage everywhere, he wouldn’t have been able to stabilize the position of the Bright Church in the West.

However, years of slaughter had made him detest such a life.

If possible back then, he could have easily fought his way to the East. But he was not someone who enjoyed bloodlust.

Even Liu Jiuhuang, a figure of such caliber, was defeated by his hands back then. It could be imagined how strong Shi Ka was now.

"Oh, so you mean you’ve sat in this position for too long and don’t want to continue anymore?" Wrapped in white cloth from head to toe, Shi Suo’s tone was eerie, slowly moving to stand in front of Shi Ka, surrounding him with a sinister aura.

Shi Ka remained silent, his cold eyes devoid of any emotion.

Whoosh～

Suddenly, the floating Shi Suo transformed abruptly into a white light, sweeping towards Shi Ka with the speed of lightning. In an instant, he was in front of him, a withered hand reaching towards Shi Ka’s neck, the eerie wind brushing past his throat.

Humph! Dare to defy my will, then prepare for death. An evil thought flashed in Shi Suo’s mind, intending to strangle the current Bright Pope with a single grasp. It would not matter if the pope died; they could elect a new one. But these three generations of old popes desired never to die. As long as they lived, the Bright Church could be controlled by them. Over the years, Shi Ka had been constrained by them severely. All these years, he hadn’t had any decision-making authority.

Now he was tired and weary. He didn’t want to fight any longer and didn’t want to be manipulated by these three old monsters. These three old monsters should have died long ago.

"Whoosh!" But just as Shi Suo’s withered hand was about to touch Shi Ka’s neck, it suddenly missed its target.

"What!"

Shi Suo was shocked, looking up suddenly to find that his opponent was unexpectedly floating above his head now, moving even faster than him by three degrees.

"Whoosh!"

Unwilling to give up, the old pope pursued Shi Ka again, but no matter how he chased, Shi Ka’s figure remained unmoved, always appearing behind him after every missed attempt, floating mid-air.

His cultivation had reached a profound level, far from the inexperienced Shi Ka of the past.

"It seems your wings have hardened. Are you not listening to us anymore?"

The old pope shouted coldly through clenched teeth, moving his figure again. This time, Shi Ka didn’t move, standing mid-air as his Pope Robe fluttered without wind. A withered palm grabbed at his veil, pulling forcefully. The Red Crystal Blood Stone veil was stripped from his face immediately.

Instantly, an extremely perfect jade face was exposed to the air! Skin as smooth as cream, a face as beautiful as the extreme.

A woman!

Are the readers surprised? Heh heh, a little surprise for you.

"I have given you supreme power, and now you don’t obey my arrangement. Do you want to break away from the Bright Church?" The old pope’s icy voice echoed throughout the hall. But after tearing off his Red Crystal Blood Stone, she didn’t let him push her down this time.

"Lord Shi Suo, that wasn’t what I meant. If you continue..."

"What? Growing ambitious, have your wings hardened?" The old pope coldly snorted, "Don’t forget. All of your cultivation was given by me. Everything you have now was given by me. Do you want to abandon the Bright Church?"

"I didn’t mean that." She coolly responded. This first female pope in three thousand years of the Bright Church was remarkably cold, so cold that she was hard to approach. Most terrifyingly, she hadn’t fought back against this old pope here. You should know the old pope’s cultivation was only half a step away from a Saint.

She avoided his attacks time and time again, with such ease. It could be imagined how heaven-defying her cultivation was at this moment.

(Originally, I didn’t intend to write about the Western pope just yet, but it feels like it’s time to address this here. So I deliberated over this for a long time today. After all, these powerful figures will appear.)