Chapter 154 : Before the God-descendant

Then, Lu Mo found an excuse and left the Holy City ahead of everyone else.

But she didn’t head toward the Kalis Family.

Instead, she walked toward the direction of the Priscian Family.

“Cecilia was most likely taken to the Liat Family or the Priscian Family.”

“But the Liat Family just went through the Tribunal incident; they definitely wouldn’t act rashly.”

“Plus, with Gellenson’s cowardice and incompetence, they wouldn’t dare to imprison Cecilia during this time.”

“Thus, the answer is obvious.”

“The Priscian Family.”

Lu Mo spoke.

Her expression was also growing colder.

As she entered the wilderness and found no one around, she no longer needed to pretend to be a cripple.

The power of Tianyu erupted, and her speed instantly multiplied a hundredfold. Her figure turned into a blur, constantly tearing through the space before her.

At this moment, she was heading toward the Priscian Family at her maximum speed.

Time passed.

Another day went by.

And at this very moment, inside a detached villa of the Priscian Family.

The villa had been layered with multiple restrictions, almost completely cutting off perception and aura from inside and out.

In the main hall, Cecilia sat quietly, looking at the somewhat aggressive Ethan across from her.

“Cecilia, I’ll ask you one last time.”

Ethan said coldly.

“Is Solaris’s death related to her or not?”

“Did Lu Mo make some deal with the demons?”

“If you still choose to hide the truth now, you’ll become an accomplice of the demons in the future, an enemy of all humanity.”

“You and she will both be sentenced to death!”

She looked at Cecilia, and once again thought of Solaris.

Why…

Solaris died.

Lu Mo and Cecilia, two people who should have died long ago, have lived until now!

And they stole all the glory that originally belonged to Solaris!

She grew even more irritable, and madness flickered in her eyes again.

But even facing Ethan in this state, Cecilia still managed to lift her head, with no sign of retreat in her eyes.

“I’ve said it many times, Miss Ethan.”

“Miss Lu Mo has nothing to do with the demons. She is the hero who killed the Demon King and saved everyone in the end.”

She continued.

“Miss Solaris’s death was due to her own lack of ability. No one else is to blame.”

“And your behavior of casually imprisoning someone and trying to slander a hero… isn’t that the greatest desecration of the sacred?”

“Your current treatment of your own kind is no different from the demons’—”

“Shut up… Shut up!!”

Hearing Cecilia say that Solaris lacked ability, Ethan furiously shouted again.

“You bitch… Do you believe I’ll tear your mouth apart!!”

She strode forward, about to slap Cecilia across the face.

“Enough—”

At that moment, another wave of pressure fell on Ethan, making her pause and turn pale.

“Ethan, step back.”

The old man beside her spoke.

Ethan glanced at the old man, then quickly lowered her head and stepped back.

“Please forgive the earlier incident, Miss Cecilia.”

The old man smiled at Cecilia.

“I know that what the Priscian Family did today was somewhat abrupt.”

“But in truth, we are protecting Miss Cecilia, considering your future.”

“Lu Mo has connections with the demons. The Priscian Family has already found some evidence.”

Cecilia was startled inside, but tried to keep her expression calm.

Seeing that Cecilia didn’t reply, the old man continued.

“In this situation, staying by Lu Mo’s side is undoubtedly dangerous for you.”

“And you… do you know anything about Lu Mo’s connection to the demons?”

“Miss Cecilia, if you can provide some evidence and help us prove Lu Mo’s ties to the demons,”

“then not only the Priscian Family, but all of humanity will thank you.”

“The Priscian Family will fully support you, helping you rise to higher positions in the Holy Sanctuary, even possibly becoming the Pope.”

“But if Miss Cecilia knows something and still hesitates to speak, then all of humanity might be in danger.”

“At that time, Miss Cecilia might even become a sinner.”

“As a Saintess, you should know your duty and what is most important, right?”

The old man smiled kindly at Cecilia.

But Cecilia only found that smile hypocritical and disgusting.

“Miss Lu Mo is not a demon, and she has no connection to demons.”

“I don’t know why your family insists on me admitting this.”

She remained steadfast in her answer.

“And if your family truly has evidence that Miss Lu Mo is related to demons, then why not just make it public? Why force me here?”

“Or does your family actually have no evidence and is just bluffing?”

“Or perhaps this so-called evidence was obtained from some shady place?”

The old man’s expression changed slightly.

Their evidence was indeed obtained from some shady place.

Some time ago, it was he who allowed Ethan to let a demon escape to go assassinate Lu Mo.

“I also hope your family will let me return soon.”

Cecilia continued.

“Originally it was said that it would only take a little of my time, but now several days have passed.”

“Both the Helovit Family and the Holy Sanctuary must be getting anxious.”

That was true.

Ever since she was brought to this place, she hadn’t been allowed to leave.

During this time, the old man and others had come to her many times.

They reasoned with her, appealed to her emotions, and used every method of coercion and bribery.

They wanted her to admit that Lu Mo had ties to the demons.

But how could she reveal Miss Lu Mo’s secrets?

She refused to answer any questions and refused to acknowledge their various speculations about Lu Mo.

Even under the strong oppression of the Tianyu realm, she did not lower her head or yield an inch, persisting until now.

Seeing Cecilia’s resolute expression, the old man knew he wouldn’t get any answer this time either.

He had no choice but to stop and smiled at Cecilia.

“Then, please rest a bit more, Miss Cecilia, and think it over carefully.”

“Keeping you confined for several days is indeed my Priscian Family’s fault.”

“In a few days, I will arrange for someone to escort Miss Cecilia back to your family. Please rest assured.”

“I hope you keep your word.”

Cecilia looked coldly at the old man.

“Of course.”

The old man smiled, quickly bid farewell to Cecilia, and left the building.

But barely ten meters out of the villa, the old man’s expression instantly shifted from a smile to extreme disgust.

“Such a hard mouth—”

“Even after saying all that, she still refuses to answer.”

If it weren’t for Cecilia’s special status, he would have used some special methods on the girl long ago.

Torture and forced confession.

The old man sighed.

“Indeed, to get more critical evidence, I have to resort to some special means.”

“Special means?”

“Father, you don’t mean…”

Ethan seemed to think of something.

“The Life Soul Feather.”

The old man answered Ethan.

The Life Soul Feather was one of the divine artifacts collected by the Priscian Family.

It was a quill pen outlined with divine patterns, containing a trace of powerful fate and soul authority.

The Life Soul Feather had two main characteristics.

First, “Life Book,” an effect similar to forced soul search, which could make a person’s memories unfold like a book before the user.

Second, “Soul Shaping,” which could modify a person’s memories to a certain extent at a recent time node.

The old man hadn’t wanted to use the Life Soul Feather initially.

Because the cost of using the Life Soul Feather was extremely high.