Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman
Chapter 262 - Chapter 262 Chapter 169 You Have Been Chosen by an Angel

Chapter 262: Chapter 169 You Have Been Chosen by an Angel! Chapter 262: Chapter 169 You Have Been Chosen by an Angel! Bishop Jon felt as if he had been reborn.

The sensation was so wonderful that he nearly became enraptured, unable to extricate himself.

It wasn’t until his legs went numb and he couldn’t help but take a step back that Bishop Jon snapped out of it.

He hastily knelt on the ground to confess, filled with regret for the human frailties he had just exposed.

After a while, Bishop Jon caught his breath and had mentally prepared himself to accept his transformation.

At least he seemed to have returned to normal, and he opened the wardrobe to find a pure white mask which he donned to cover his handsome uncle face.

Bishop Jon did not want anyone beyond his confidants to know about the change in his appearance.

He looked in the mirror again.

The reflection of Bishop Jon still carried an indefinable, mysterious charm.

But this could be attributed to his mask.

It was an exquisite mask specifically tailored for the Shepherd department members to add a mystical ceremonious feel to the Holy Spirit Sect, handmade by a top master with a thousand years of heritage in the Holy City.

It was itself an artistic masterpiece, let alone the one belonging to Bishop Jon.

After adjusting his breathing in front of the mirror, Bishop Jon opened the room door and quickly left the underground palace.

Soon, as the currently most sought-after bishop, he only had to wait a little before he was granted an audience with His Eminence.

Minutes later, in a private chamber where Bishop Jon was alone with His Eminence.

Bishop Jon narrated the entire process of receiving the angelic blessing in detail.

He showed the Holy Mark on his chest.

Even he voluntarily stepped closer to His Eminence afterward, and slowly reached out with his right hand to remove the mask, revealing his true appearance of today.

The aged His Eminence couldn’t help but exclaim:

“Holy Lord above, if you hadn’t explained in advance that you received an angel’s blessing, I would have thought your body had been taken over by some ancient entity.”

After confirming the existence of transcendence, it was only natural for His Eminence and people like Bishop Jon to dig out previously scorned mystical records for thorough reading.

And the Holy Spirit Sect, being the closest to modern times, was undoubtedly of the utmost importance.

The notes on possession were found in the writings of the last Sage of the Holy Spirit Sect.

According to him, once the body is taken over by an ancient entity from Hell summoned by a transcendent ritual, it would appear to have regained its youth.

But in fact, although the flesh had been rejuvenated, the person would not be the same anymore.

Moreover, because ancient beings were so powerful, the bodies they inhabited would often decay and turn to ashes within a week.

His Eminence and the others thought when they first read it that the author might have been so obsessed with becoming transcendent that he fell into unyielding fantasies.

Now, of course, they could not afford disbelief.

Because of this, Bishop Jon took the initiative to express his identity, thus preventing any accidents.

After proactively proving his identity, Bishop Jon mentioned the name of the person sought by the angels.

Also, because of some mysterious knowledge that suddenly appeared in his mind, he put forward other requests.

His Eminence naturally agreed to everything and supplemented his plans.

It wasn’t long.

The priests and Cultivators in the underground palace beneath the Great Cathedral received a broadcast summoning them.

Many people had been here for a week and it was their first time hearing this broadcast.

A portion of them, more perceptive, sensed that perhaps something significant was about to happen.

Some used the opportunity to excuse themselves to the restroom and sent out messages using some high-tech equipment.

And as they stepped out, these people found their equally informed colleagues and couldn’t help but exchange smiles.

Several black-robed priests adorned with golden threads, who were directly under His Eminence, appeared here for the first time, unrolled a small scroll, and began to read out names.

Before long, the names of ten priests and ten nuns were called, and after respectfully thanking them, they followed the priests to where His Eminence was located.

The movements of these people were certainly significant.

As expected, intelligence personnel observed this scene by various means and recorded it.

In fact, the list of the chosen ones was reported even earlier than the priests and nuns knew, to the intelligence department that started to take action and investigate these clergy in earnest.

And then… the major forces were relieved to find that one-fifth of them were under their control.

Another one-fifth had already established cooperative relationships with them.

As for the rest… they had ready-made intelligence that could be used, and if necessary, could employ various schemes.

The selected priests and nuns were arranged in different small rooms.

Then they met with His Eminence and Bishop Jon in turn, according to the schedule.

It seemed, despite some surprises, to be a normal method of winning hearts.

Until the last nun heard the summoning, she pushed open the door of the chamber and saw His Eminence and Bishop Jon.

She heard Bishop Jon reading her resume:

Teresa, female, 20 years old.

She had studied at the Holy City Association’s girls’ school since childhood and graduated with excellent grades.

Her ancestors for five generations had been residents around the ancient Holy City.

Her parents and grandparents maintained a tradition of weekly worship.

In her extended family, there were several respected priests and nuns.

It was with the encouragement and letters of recommendation from these relatives that Teresa was able to join the Shepherd department, and because of her outstanding performance, was selected for training in the underground palace.

“Lift your head, Teresa,”

“You are the one chosen by angels, one of the future Sages.”

After reading, Bishop Jon stepped down from the platform and shouted loudly at the nun before him.

Teresa trembled, clearly overwhelmed by the amount of information in the bishop’s proclamation.

She was a standard Southern Europa girl, with delicate features and smooth skin.

Her wavy brown hair was tucked into her nun’s habit, hardly concealing her beauty.

“I… was chosen by an angel?”

Teresa repeated the sentence carefully and saw Bishop Jon smiling and nodding his head.

This didn’t seem like a joke!

While Teresa closed her eyes in gratitude to the divine,

a deep concern began to take root in her heart.

Holy Lord, why would You play such a joke?

Didn’t You, the omnipotent, notice that, in fact… I have been an unbeliever for so many years?

Going to church, reciting scriptures, were all out of habit and to please my family.

My initiative to take part in the Shepherd department was also because I saw the department’s future prospects and some people’s promises!

When Teresa was studying those mysterious pieces of knowledge, she indeed harbored a faint desire to learn them and become transcendent.

But when this desire was to be realized not through her own study but by being chosen by an angel,

Teresa, after coming back to her senses from the shock, found herself increasingly afraid.

She even began to comfort herself, convincing herself that the so-called being chosen by an angel was just another kind of mysterious ritual,

just like all those mysterious pieces of knowledge she had learned.

They appeared real, and studying them felt real, too,

but they couldn’t affect even a single strand of hair aside from deceiving one’s own consciousness.

Bishop Jon was also considered half a transcendent who had achieved Qi Body Entry, placing him on the threshold of becoming a Grandmaster Martial Artist in the Immortal Cultivation World.

He naturally understood that the nun before him didn’t quite believe.

And he didn’t mind it. Had he not truly met an angel and gained Holy Marks on his body,

he wouldn’t have believed it so easily himself.

After comforting Teresa a few words and instructing her to return as usual without revealing her status as the chosen one,

Bishop Jon also bid farewell to His Grace and went back to the Great Cathedral.

In one of the special rooms of the Great Cathedral,

it was now piled high with stone materials for sculpting.

Bishop Jon entered the room and recalled the mysterious knowledge he had recently acquired as he looked at these stones.

Then he didn’t use any tools but stretched out his hands and placed them on a rectangular stone block as tall as a person.

In the blink of an eye, as Mana poured into the stone,

the stone, which should have been hard, began to soften and became as malleable as clay, allowing Bishop Jon to knead it at will.

This was the Stone Puppet magic from the non-righteous people’s Magic,

a skill that could refine stone puppets similar to paper effigies.

However, this spell greatly exhausted one’s Essence Qi, and the strength of the stone puppets greatly depended on the quality of the stone material.

Being poor is a major characteristic of Loose Cultivators; they wouldn’t even have access to quality stone materials to begin with.

Moreover, the more systematic and higher-ceilinged path of Artifact Refining Puppet Path was available,

making this Side Sect technique quite awkward in the Immortal Cultivation World.

Those Loose Cultivators who studied this magic and refined stone puppets only managed to be slightly stronger than ordinary Martial Artists.

In the end, they all gave up midway and regretted it deeply.

These techniques, which ended up with Bishop Jon, were only procured by Su Ping on a whim, planning to combine them with the Incense Fire Divine Path later to see if any improvements could be made,

and to see if the Stone Puppets could be enhanced by the Power of Faith on Water Blue Star.

If it failed, he wouldn’t lose anything.

Perhaps those stone puppets, capable of dealing only with mortals, might be just right for Water Blue Star?

…

Teresa, with mixed emotions, returned to her room and for the first time experienced insomnia…

Fortunately, the next day they found out they had a day off.

Everyone simply needed to perform the morning and evening prayers.

However, because of the lethargy caused by her insomnia, others assumed she was overly excited from having met His Grace.

Even some of her nun friends excitedly informed Teresa that they too had been too excited after meeting His Grace and had insomnia.

Teresa responded vaguely to them,

and after attending the prayer meeting, she was planning to go back and make up for the lost sleep,

when she discovered a black-robed priest approaching her.

He led her into the Underground Palace’s deep Chapel.

There wasn’t even electric lighting there, instead, they used Holy Oil Lamps.

Teresa saw that besides herself, there were others present, all were those who had been summoned to see His Grace last time.

She realized that the mysterious ceremony might be about to begin,

and Teresa felt worried.

But soon, she and the other priests and nuns who had entered, had their pupils slightly contract,

as they saw two Stone-statue Ghosts, one white and one black and each about one and a half meters tall, appear beside the masked Bishop Jon.

They were familiar with Stone-statue Ghosts.

Many large churches and even buildings would have such statues placed outside to punish evil and exorcise demons.

But this time was different.

These Stone-statue Ghosts

were moving their heads like living creatures,

even extending their wings as if using some mysterious power to inspect the newcomers for any Demons that might have been mixed in.