The Battle Begins! What Did You Feed Me!?

"This... should be enough, right?"

Bai Xuan looked at the basin of shimmering golden Holy Light Essence and nodded in satisfaction.

He turned to the Light Pope beside him, whose cheeks were faintly red. "Right, Your Holiness?"

Isia answered him with an irritated roll of her eyes.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she said through gritted teeth, as if she wanted to bite him.

"So what do we do next to help Xilin grasp the Truth of Light?" Bai Xuan pressed eagerly, looking every bit the helpful soul.

After all, he had always enjoyed lending a hand—especially with those hands of his.

"Nothing. Xilin and I will handle the rest." Isia shot him a cold look, her eyes full of reproach.

"Really? All right, then."

Bai Xuan shrugged. "How long will it take?"

"Not long. Just a little while." Isia looked at Xilin, her voice softening. "Xilin has what it takes to earn the Goddess of Light's recognition."

"I'll wait here for you two," Bai Xuan said.

"Mm."

Isia nodded gently, then closed her eyes and began chanting under her breath.

Before long, brilliant golden light rose around her. It spread through the Dark Domain in ripples, gathering until it gradually formed the hazy figure of the Goddess of Light.

Bai Xuan could not help murmuring in admiration, "That goddess... she's rather pretty."

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Isia rolled her eyes at him again, then turned to Xilin. "Xilin, I've summoned the Goddess Projection through a Mystic Art. Go to her and receive the Truth of Light that belongs to you."

"Okay!"

Xilin nodded and walked toward the projection without hesitation.

She reached out and touched its hazy form.

At that instant, the Goddess of Light seemed to sense her. She slowly opened her arms to Xilin.

Xilin stepped forward into the embrace of light.