Why Did He Resemble the Former Pope So Much?

"Brother Ye, where are we going next?" Ah Yin tugged at Ye Xunfeng's sleeve, tilting her head as her clear eyes remained fixed on him.

Ye Xunfeng glanced at his clothes, especially the bloodstains on them, and a trace of helplessness flashed through his eyes. "Let's go to Heaven Dou City first and buy some clothes and food."

He absolutely did not want to eat the stuff he roasted himself.

It clearly had not tasted that bad when he made it in his own courtyard...

Why did everything he made in the forest taste so awful? Was it because he had not cleaned it properly?

Ah Yin asked curiously, "How do you buy clothes? I... I've never left my home since I was little, so I don't know."

As she said this, Ah Yin's gaze shifted evasively.

Ye Xunfeng felt darkness fall over his vision. She had not even learned the most basic rules of human survival before running out so innocently. Honestly...

"You just use soul coins. Gold, silver, or copper will do." Ye Xunfeng glanced at Ah Yin, paused, then spoke.

Ah Yin turned her head as if thinking about something. Suddenly, she reached out, seeming to have an epiphany, and rummaged through the pockets of her clothes.

In the blink of an eye, a small green pouch appeared in Ah Yin's hand. If he was not mistaken, it should have been a storage Soul Tool pouch.

After opening it and taking a few looks, Ah Yin let out a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "I have money too. I want to buy clothes too."

"Mm." Ye Xunfeng nodded and headed toward the outer edge of Sunset Forest. "Put your Soul Tool away. Don't take it out in the forest."

The trees grew increasingly sparse, and through the gaps, they could vaguely make out the city walls of Heaven Dou City.

"Brother Ye, how did you reach over level seventy at fifteen?" Ah Yin had not stopped talking the entire way.

"By cultivating constantly." Ye Xunfeng's answer was concise.

Ah Yin looked annoyed, bit her lower lip, and gave a soft humph.

Ah Yin was very frustrated. Was she not pretty?

Why had this person answered her with "mm" or "okay" all the way here, never saying more than four words at a time?

But she seemed even more interested in him now. This guy was incredibly talented too. If she stayed with him and built a good relationship with him, she would definitely feel completely safe.

Sigh, she had to speed up her cultivation too and break through to level seventy soon.

Ah Yin trailed half a step behind Ye Xunfeng, constantly encouraging herself.

The sun slowly rose, casting its light over the two travelers.

At the gates of Heaven Dou City, Ye Xunfeng and Ah Yin walked straight inside. The soldiers guarding the gate did not even stop them.

Heaven Dou City was clearly bustling. Ye Xunfeng checked the Gold Soul Coins in his storage Soul Tool and found that there were quite a lot.

His mother must have been the sort who did not lack money, but he could not drain her resources dry either. Forget it, he would buy cheap ones.

On the street where clothes were sold, Ye Xunfeng found an affordable clothing shop.

"Brother Ye, look, you'd definitely look good in this outfit." After entering the shop, Ah Yin drifted about and looked around. Then her eyes suddenly lit up, and she took a piece of clothing over to show Ye Xunfeng.

Ye Xunfeng nodded. "It looks good, but it isn't practical. It's too white and hard to wash."

Ah Yin nodded, then picked up a dark-colored outfit beside it. "Brother, this one."

Ye Xunfeng nodded. Ah Yin helped choose the remaining clothes as well, since Ye Xunfeng's taste was truly rather poor.

The two bought several sets of clothes from the shop, spending around two Gold Soul Coins before leaving.

Seeing that Ye Xunfeng did not seem as cold as he appeared, Ah Yin gently took his hand. To her surprise, he did not shake her off, and an excited smile appeared on her face as she followed closely behind him.

Next, the two went to the snack street to raid Heaven Dou City's delicacies.

As Ye Xunfeng passed an open-air restaurant, his ears suddenly twitched twice.

"Hey, did you hear? Not long after the Pope ascended the throne, he accepted a new disciple and even named that disciple the Saintess."

"Hah, I wonder just how talented that Saintess is. She was named Saintess the moment she became his disciple."

"I'm so jealous."

When Ye Xunfeng heard the words "the new Pope ascended the throne," his steps paused slightly. His fists clenched tightly, and his nails nearly pierced his palms.

The hard-to-hide hatred and fury flashed through his eyes.

Qian Xunji, why did my mother have to die while you still got to rule the world?

Calm down. Don't let this matter delay you because of excessive grief.

After taking a deep breath, Ye Xunfeng immediately continued onward without lingering.

Before leaving, however, Ye Xunfeng still glanced at the soul imprints of his two martial souls.

Atlas Spear, Prayer Angel...

If the Prayer Angel gained a vast amount of faith, it should be able to cultivate and grow rapidly.

But...

How could he gather Power of Faith without using it?

It seemed that if he wanted to use this martial soul, he still had to go to remote places. That way, even if rumors spread, people would only say it was a miracle of an angel.

Even if it might temporarily help Qian Xunji's reputation, as long as he could defeat him and become the new Pope, that past reputation would become a backlash against Qian Xunji.

After Ye Xunfeng and Ah Yin bought plenty of delicious food, Ah Yin finally felt a lingering fear. Seeming to think of something, she tugged at Ye Xunfeng's sleeve.

"Brother Ye, can we go somewhere else? I don't really want to stay in a big city..." Ah Yin looked at Ye Xunfeng with her watery blue eyes, as though acting spoiled toward him.

Ye Xunfeng's body stiffened for a moment before he nodded, a flicker passing through his eyes.

Ah Yin looked truly adorable at that moment, and it was the clean, innocent kind of adorable. She was far purer than any of the people he had met in his previous life.

After putting everything in their hands into their storage Soul Tools, the two headed out of the city.

As they passed through the city gates, a carriage bearing the emblem of Spirit Hall brushed past them.

At that moment, the master of that Spirit Hall branch lifted the carriage curtain, and his eyes froze.

Why did that boy who had just passed by resemble the former Pope so much?

The youth's features bore at least a fifty percent resemblance to the former Pope, but his bearing was ninety percent alike.

Compared to the current Pope, the boy who had just passed by looked more like the Grand Pontiff's son.

After all, for some reason, the current Pope exuded an indescribable lewdness and gloominess from head to toe. He seemed utterly out of place among the Angel Clan.

Previously, he seemed to have vaguely heard that one of the maids by the Grand Pontiff's side had become pregnant...

This had to be reported, and it absolutely had to be reported directly to the Grand Pontiff.

If it was true, it would be a great merit.

Even if it was not, with the Grand Pontiff's temperament, he would not punish him.