Hearing Green Pheobe's complaints, Chu Mu inwardly cursed the fool, but his expression remained unchanged as he asked:
"How long have your Disciples of Sanctus Medicus been around?"
"Lord Emanator, now that's something I really must tell you about." Green Pheobe's voice immediately swelled with pride. "Our Disciples of Sanctus Medicus were founded thousands of years ago. I'm not making this up-it's all recorded in ancient texts, and even official documents can prove it. Our first Chief had a great many followers. Back then, the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus were a prestigious order!"
Then his tone changed, and he shook his head with a sigh:
"Alas, what a pity. The Alliance authorities couldn't stand to see us restore our ancestors' glory. They actually had the Cloud Knights and the Ten-Lords Commission join forces to wipe out our order. Many precious ancient texts were lost, making it all the harder for us to reopen the path to immortality."
After hearing him out, Chu Mu said flatly:
"The Xianzhou authorities cracked down on you thousands of years ago. How did your order survive until now? Are you really capable of hiding right under the Cloud Knights' noses for thousands of years?"
"Lord Emanator, to tell you the truth, our current organization was founded less than thirty years ago," Green Pheobe said awkwardly.
After a pause, he hurriedly added:
"But don't let its short history fool you. Our new Disciples of Sanctus Medicus have achieved results every bit as impressive as those of the past! In fact, we've already solved the problem of becoming mara-struck. Aside from a few minor details that still need refining, we're largely no different from the immortals of ancient times."
Hearing this, Chu Mu said slowly:
"Demonstrate."
"Certainly!" Green Pheobe nodded, then let out a low grunt.
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