Fusion With The Treant Heart, As Well As Leaving The Illusionary Mist Forest

After that? After that, it was a war amongst the Gods. It seemed that the male lead was the Light God's separate body. Correct, it was that kind of overpowered identity. The Light God's separate body. In the end, he even succeeded in getting rid of his mortal body and ascended to the top of the divine world.

In fact, all this trifling matters had nothing to do with him…Therefore, he got a treant heart from grandpa Pein and gave it the the male lead, before kicking him out.

What? You say that a treant heart is hard to obtain? That's only what those outside were told. Every one hundred years, the treants would grow a pure fruit and as it looked somewhat like a heart, it was known as treant heart.

After finding out the truth, Shao Qian had immediately burst into laughter. The treant heart that you treat so preciously as a treasure was actually thought by the treants as tiring to even hang on their branches. Therefore, amongst the many of them, one was given by Shao Qian as a gift to Vincent.

As for why Shao Qian didn't suspect whether Centvin was Song Dao or not? He had suspected, even exploring Centvin's soul when he was asleep. However, he wasn't able to find the strand of his soul within it. At that time, he had laughed mockingly at himself, laughing at himself for having such a wild imagination. How could Song Dao follow him to this world?

Vincent returned to the Vatican. Everyone was shocked that he was able to return. He was merely a magician, how could he return from the Illusionary Mist Forest that was full of danger?

Furthermore, the ones that had went along with the Holy Son and the Saint candidate, even that grand magician and that great martial artist, where did they all go?

Upon receiving these questions, Vincent bitterly and angrily rebuked them as disrespectful of God, saying that their actions were improper, had no faith to the Light God, and attached no importance to their prayers. Furthermore, without restraint, they even completely went against the Light God's will to love and protect the people.

Could the people present believe him? Of course they couldn't. Those people were the ones that went through the trouble of sending him to the Illusionary Mist Forest, how could they not know? They simply wanted to accuse Vincent of being disrespectful to the God. Who would have known that the person they set up didn't die, but instead, from the seven to eight people that went along, not one remained… This… This really…

"How did you survive?" The Pope had lived for over two hundred and seventy years, how could he not understand the underlying meaning? However, if he did not explain it to these nobility, then it was likely that it would be hard to be benevolent today. If the necessity arises, he would have to kick Vincent out as a scapegoat. After all, this Holy Son, wasn't it 'you want how much, you get that much'?

How could Vincent not know of the Pope's idea? Although he was still young, his intelligence was not small. When he heard the Pope's words, he calmly and hurriedly took out a case from his bag. Opening the case, he retrieved the item inside.

The Pope looked at the sparkling, translucent and pure object that seemed to throb just like a heart and blurted out, "Treant heart."

The Pope's voice just sounded when each and every person in the main hall revealed greedy expressions. It was the Treant's Heart that hasn't appeared for two hundred years… If they could wait until it…

Out of the corner of his eyes, Vincent looked across everybody's expressions and then looked back at the Pope, who had thought he concealed it well, but in reality, his face was full of greed. He slammed the treant heart into his chest abruptly. After that, he kneeled on the floor and kowtowed. "Vincent doesn't dare to change this heart that is devoted to God. If there is half-heartedness towards God, then let this treant heart penetrate this body and pierce this believer's filthy heart."

Correct, this world had a fraudulent setting… That is, only a person with a pure mind could fuse with the treant heart. If the heart harboured filth, then the treant heart would definitely penetrate it and make the person explode.

All those present that saw Vincent slamming the treant heart into his chest, had an unexplainable heart-stopping feeling. If they had known that Vincent had obtained a treant heart, they wouldn't have made things difficult for him no matter what he said. After all, even added up together, the people that died out there weren't as valuable as a treant heart.

These nobility hadn't even recovered from the shock of seeing a treant heart, before immediately seeing the treant heart being slammed into Vincent's chest. That kind of feeling like holding in one's breath was difficult to endure. To put it simply, the facial expressions of all these people were very ugly.

The Pope was able to stop Vincent from assimilating with the Treant's Heart, but didn't. In his opinion, whether Vincent had the advantage or the nobility had the advantage, it was of no matter. So long as it didn't harm the benefits he would receive, all was well with him.

"The Light God favours honest believers." The Pope personally walked down from the throne and patted Vincent's shoulder. "It's just that it is a fact that, a total of ten people left for the Illusionary Mist Forest this time, but only you came back. If I don't punish you, then it'll be hard to calm everyone's anger. Go to the hall of atonement and repent to God for your dereliction of duty."

"Yes." Vincent bowed to the Pope, before leaving the main hall.

Nevertheless, in the eyes of the nobility, the Pope was shielding Vincent. However, Vincent had fused with the treant heart and there was no sign of him exploding. That meant that his conviction to the Light God was certain. But what should they do about the lost of the vacancy of the Holy Son position?

"Your holiness, the Pope. Balon is my family's second son. Furthermore, he even had strength of a martial artist. This matter, I hope that your Holiness, the Pope can give me an explanation." One of them angrily spoke. The Pope's decision for Vincent to go to the hall of atonement may seem as if a punishment, but reality was that he was defending Vincent. After all, everyone else was forbidden from entering the hall of atonement.

"The dangers in the Illusionary Forest are clearly known by everyone. Vincent was able to survive by depending on the Light God's divine protection." The pope tilted his head up to look at the portrait of the Light God and prayed, "Thank you Father for protecting your lamb."

"You…" The nobility that saw the Pope's behaviour wasn't angered lightly. They weren't able to express it though. The Pope had already shifted the matter onto the Light God and if they continued to oppose, then it would be questioning thy Father…

"Everyone, I have not offered any flowers to thy Father yet. Forgive me for asking those present to leave." The Pope had said it politely, but in fact, it was a verbal explanation.

He had now made it clear that he would protect Vincent and these nobility wouldn't be able to get to him no matter what. If Vincent didn't fuse with the treant heart, perhaps he would not have that much of a value, but he was already assimilated with the treant heart. In the future, he would become more intimate with the light element and if there aren't any accidents, he would become the next Pope.

Vincent entered the hall of atonement and locked the hall's impassable gate. After confirming that there was no one within the hall, he collapsed onto the ground, sweating profusely. It wasn't that there wasn't any reaction after he had assimilated with the treant heart, but to say the least, he had simply been enduring the piercing pain throughout his entire body when he was in the main hall.

The treant heart was known as the purest object, but the so-called pureness does not point to the one that uses it as well. However, the pure energy accumulated in the Treant's Heart does have the capability to purify.

As for those people that had exploded, it was not because they had an impure heart, but because they were unable to withstand the purification from the energy within the treant heart. The treant heart's most useful ability was the ability to remove the impurities within one's body and also alleviate intimacy with the elemental spirits.

It was just that the process for removing the impurities and alleviating intimacy with the elemental spirits was extremely painful. Those people that had exploded were those that simply couldn't endure the pain the purification had brought about, that's all.

Vincent didn't know how long this pain persisted for, he only knew that he seemed to be roasted by Holy Fire. That kind of suffering which seemed to light the soul on fire was really hard to endure. Even with his steadfast mind, he still got the urge to kill himself.

It was also fortunate that his mind was fairly resolute. Everytime this kind of urge surfaced, he would unconsciously think of the cute Jesse with animal ears. He still hasn't seen Jesse's complete magic beast form, how could he be defeated by this little bit of pain?

However…

It seemed like Jesse's half beast form was still more adorable. The small, chubby face matched with the triangular animal ears, and furthermore, from beneath his clothes, the strong black tail…

Vincent, who got filthy from rolling around on the ground, got up and revealed a vulgar smile. After that, not knowing what he had thought of, he had a nosebleed…

Whilst indulging in his wild imagination, the pain throughout his body gradually stopped. He slowly stood up and used his sleeve to wipe away his nosebleed, and after that, used a scroll to clean the dirt on his body.

After tidying himself up, he stood in the hall of atonement, raising his head and looking at the Light God's statue. After a moment, an image of God suddenly descended, brilliant rays enshrouding Vincent, as if pacifying and appeasing, enveloping his entire body. Furthermore, his originally dried up magic power was recovered to the peak.

Vincent's magic power revolved around his body, eliminating things on his body from time to time. After that, he narrowed his eyes at the Light God's statue. "Is it God?"

Oh, God. One day, I will get rid of you. How could I allow you to control my fate? If it was before, maybe he would have been interested in knowing what the so-called image of God did. But now, was different. He had Jesse that he absolutely had to protect. He couldn't allow anything that could threaten Jesse. Even if it's God, it wouldn't be permitted.

Time flies. Without knowing, Shao Qian had already grown from a small, baby panther into a metre-long black panther. His strength as a holy-ranked magic beast had also been completely mastered. Now, he didn't need to worry if using his holy-ranked power would cause him to transform into his half-beast, half-human form.

After staying in the forest for a decade, Shao Qian felt that he should probably go out. It wasn't to go cause trouble for the protagonists. That was simply rubbish like wanting to ascend. He would just be asking for problems if he did. He wanted to avenge Jesse's parents, along with finding out the reason for the death of Jesse's father.

He didn't believe that a holy-ranked beast could be killed by a few priests. There was definitely a secret that he didn't know about. Right now, he could only go back to their original home. Perhaps, he would find something.

It was just that wanting to leave was somewhat difficult. After all, every magic beast in the Illusionary Mist Forest didn't agree to the cub leaving. Although the cub could now control his strength extremely well, they would still always feel the need to protect their children.

Therefore, Shao Qian had started campaigning from a year ago until was the present day, when he sneaked out of the Illusionary Mist Forest. To say the truth, the moment he left the Illusionary Mist Forest, he truly seemed like a thief as he looked stealthily over his back. He was nervous that those magic beasts would follow him and run out. After all, little Tian, no matter life or death, had not wanted him to leave.