Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!
Chapter 915 - 529: The High Priest Heads East, The Last Memories and the Mountaintop_2

Chapter 915: Chapter 529: The High Priest Heads East, The Last Memories and the Mountaintop_2

"...The Holy City of Cholula, with its long-standing legacy, truly admirable!"

The High Priest nodded with a faint smile. Since its use leads to weakness, it’s merely exhausting the vitality of the body through herbs. Such indulgence in pleasure at the cost of life, extreme enjoyment, is never favored by the wise. However, his life was nearing its end, and if he’d die amidst joy...

"No! The decline of life is a natural cycle. To go against it, to temporarily enjoy youth, is nothing but burning twigs brightly, it only burns faster."

The High Priest shook his head, calmly refusing. He wouldn’t leave such a death to his legitimate grandson.

"Petl, tonight I’ll stay in the Outer City, resting under the guard of the Mexica Warriors."

"...As you command."

Petl raised his eyebrows, suppressed his emotions, and nodded respectfully.

"Then I shall escort you to the Outer City!"

With that, the two in blood-stained ritual robes left the feast together, descended the Great Pyramid, passed through the gates of the Inner City, and arrived at the bustling Outer City. Along the way, they encountered priests bowing in greeting, warriors saluting on the ground, and commoners prostrating themselves without rising. Yet, the two talked and laughed openly, like confidant friends, returning merrily.

With the old fox’s experience, if serving with respect and caution, each word would surely resonate in the other’s heart, satisfying them, as if basked in the spring breeze.

"Haha! Petl, what you mentioned earlier, the Great Island of the Feathered Serpent located in the Eastern Great Lake, where the island people are tall, gentle-natured, and revere the Divine. They live by fishing and farming, make cassava cakes, and boil corn whole instead of grinding... truly quite peculiar!"

The High Priest smiled brightly, gazing at the slightly bowing Petl, the intent to kill in his heart growing stronger. If the elder dies and leaves such a cunning old fox, holding real power, serving beside the King or the legitimate grandson, it might be disastrous.

"Haha! High Priest, this world is vast, far beyond our imagination! Among the islands in the Eastern Great Lake, and in the depths of the southeastern Rainforest, there are mountain rainforest people who worship the Feathered Serpent, producing jade and gemstones abundantly. Cholula City has one of the most precious jadeite, entirely transparent, the size of a human head, coming from thousands of miles away in the rainforest! In the Toltec Era, this giant stone was expertly crafted by the finest craftsmen, sculpted into the lifelike head of the Feathered Serpent Divine, a Divine Object passed down for hundreds of years!..."

Petl spoke with a smile, his demeanor gentle.

"High Priest, if you’re interested, I shall bring the jade sculpture tomorrow... as a token of sincerity from the elder priests of Cholula City!"

"The head of the jadeite statue? Entirely transparent, the size of a human head?"

Upon hearing this, the High Priest exclaimed in awe, his face showing joy.

"To have such a Divine Object? Excellent, do bring it tomorrow, let me observe it closely!"

"Alright! It’s a deal!"

With a smile, Petl nodded. He looked forward to the noble mansion arranged for the High Priest, guarded by the Mexica Warriors just a few dozen meters away. And it’s merely a few hundred meters to leave the Outer City from here.

"Haha... That old immortal Xutel is indeed cautious. But how could my Holy City do you harm at this moment? Even Queo’s family, looking to inherit the elder priest’s position, wouldn’t act against you now!"

Complicated thoughts flashed through the old fox’s mind. He hesitated slightly, then clenched his teeth, reaching into his bosom to take out two portions of top-grade Divine Smoke, and a Joyous Potion.

"Respected High Priest, these two portions of top-grade Divine Smoke are personally processed and treasured by me, you must taste them! And this Joyous Potion, crafted by the elders of the Holy City referencing the Holy Water of the Lake Capital City. Please taste it briefly and share your insights!"

"Oh? Personally processed top-grade Divine Smoke, elders concocting the Joyous Potion?"

Seeing these, the High Priest’s face showed a sincere smile. He gave a deep look at the old fox and nodded in agreement.

"Chief Divine protect! Then I shall accept them and savor tonight! Today’s labor, we shall discuss other matters tomorrow!"

"Good! Chief Divine protect! High Priest, rest and enjoy tonight. I’ll visit with the Divine Object tomorrow!"

Leaving the gifts, Petl paid his respects and turned to leave. He hurried away, taking dozens of steps with a smile curling on his face.

"Stay a few more days, having experienced the deep enjoyment of the Holy City’s Divine Smoke and Potion... fear that you might never leave..."

Over a hundred steps away, the High Priest examined the potion in hand, nodding satisfactorily. Watching the old fox’s departing figure from afar, he smiled silently, murmuring softly.

"Petl, my old acquaintance. Farewell, we shall embark... together!"

The sunset faded with its final glow, darkness enveloping the inside and outside of the Holy City. In a splendid mansion, the High Priest remained alone in a quiet chamber, lighting a candle and placing it flat on the mahogany table. On the table were two portions of Divine Smoke, a potion, and a glass of Tequila.

The candle gradually brightened, illuminating the room, revealing the shadows of the night. A figure wearing a black cloak silently emerged from the shadows. He placed a jar with a yellow ceramic lid gently onto the table. Then he knelt on the ground, deeply bowing to the High Priest.

Everything seemed like silent silhouettes, like a black-and-white pantomime, already scripted. The High Priest nodded slightly, and the figure stood quietly, left the quiet chamber, and softly closed the door.

The High Priest’s expression remained calm, lighting a portion of Divine Smoke. The pleasant scent filled the chamber, carrying the air of the Divine Kingdom, several times stronger than the daytime’s Divine Smoke.