Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

In the world, there exists a small country whose territory is very small, not even as big as a province or city in Huaxia, yet it possesses an unparalleled terrifying influence throughout the entire world.

The only influence within this country is The Holy See, a fearsome organization with countless followers.

Every year, an untold number of believers make their pilgrimage to their heart's Holy Land, to catch a glimpse of The Holy See and feel as if they have seen the Divine Spirit in their hearts, weeping tears of ecstasy.

The people of The Holy See wield unmatched influence in this country and the entire West, with tens of millions of believers willing to go through fire and water and risk life and death for them.

In a magnificent hall, an old man with white hair and beard sits on a dazzling golden throne, wearing a crown and holding a Divine Staff, his expression commanding.

He is the god in the heart of all believers, the king of the colossal Holy See, a fearsome powerhouse with the ability to intimidate countless otherworldly forces, the Pope!

Pope Vitra, who has been in office for more than sixty years, has created the most glorious era of The Holy See with an unrivaled influence. With The Holy See's terrifying power, he has subdued countless forces that dared to oppose them, instilling fear in the hearts of the entire Western otherworldly powers.

Standing before Vitra are five red-robed archbishops, the most prestigious individuals in The Holy See after Vitra himself, incredibly powerful, each with the strength of the Golden Core Stage. The combined might of the five is fearsome indeed, so much so that even Emperor Yasi would be wary.

In front of the five red-robed archbishops kneels a delicate figure on the ground, hair disheveled, face pale, yet determination fills her somewhat time-worn face.

"Alice, my most beloved child, tell me, who is the father of this child!"

The deep voice of Vitra held barely contained volcanic wrath as his eyes gleamed with boundless golden light.
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After returning from Huaxia, the Saintess Alice was found by Vitra to be pregnant—a fact that nearly drove him mad, nearly causing him to spew half a liter of old blood.

The five red-robed archbishops looked at Alice with disappointment in their eyes. Saintess Alice was second only to the Pope in prestige within The Holy See and was the successor to the supreme Divine Spirit, established to govern The Holy See.

Yet this goddess in the hearts of countless followers of The Holy See was now pregnant, having conceived after a single trip to Huaxia.

Alice shook her head, "Your Holiness, Alice is willing to accept any punishment, but please, spare my child—he is innocent!"

Her eyes brimming with tears, Alice had never imagined that a single night of passion with Ye Ling would miraculously result in pregnancy, and that the stirring in her womb would be keenly detected by Pope Vitra.

In his fury, Vitra had Alice imprisoned, determined to find out who the man was. Naturally, once Alice reveals Ye Ling, it is feared that Vitra, in his rage, would lead a terrifying crusade straight to Huaxia.

Pope Vitra's gaze was sinister, "Alice! To this point, you still refuse to see reason! As the Saintess, the goddess in the hearts of all our followers, how could you commit such an act!"

"My child, tell me who this man is, let me dispose of the miscreant in your womb, and I will let bygones be bygones. Afterward, you will still be the Saintess, still the Divine Spirit in everyone's hearts."

Pope Vitra sighed deeply, trying to persuade Alice, and the five red-robed archbishops nodded along, this being the best condition the Pope could offer.

Upon hearing this, Alice shook her head quickly, tears streaming down her beautiful face, "Your Holiness! Spare my child! I beg you, I am willing to trade my life for the life of my child!"

"He is innocent, Your Holiness, I beseech you, I am willing to accept any punishment!"

Alice, racked with pain, crawled over to Pope Stra, adamant in her refusal to give up her own child.

When she discovered her pregnancy, she was panicked, but as she felt a miraculous life forming inside her, the maternal love hidden in her heart surged forth.

Those brief two weeks were the happiest time of Alice's life; she took great care of herself, fearing to upset her child's wellbeing.

Lying in bed each day, she would talk to her unborn child, recalling Ye Ling's foolish grin, telling of his father's bravery, and musing on whom the child would resemble after birth.

But all of this was mercilessly taken away by Pope Vitra, and now, the Saintess Alice had become nothing more than a prisoner.

"Alice! You have disappointed me so much!"

Pope Vitra roared in anger, stood up abruptly, and ignored Alice's pleas, leaning on his Divine Staff as he slowly left the hall.

"Blasphemer Alice, tonight, you will be executed by fire!"

"The new Saintess, the Divine Spirit will guide us mortals!"

As the Pope's figure disappeared, his voice remained cold; with a single sentence, he sealed Alice's fate.

Bang, Alice collapsed powerlessly to the ground, her face pale, muttering pleas of protest, but all was in vain.

The faces of the five Cardinals were devoid of emotion, and one of them approached Alice: "Alice, just give up. If you admit your mistakes now, the Pope will surely forgive you!"

"Your child has already granted you a breakthrough in your cultivation, his usefulness has come to an end, there's no need to sacrifice your life for him!"

The Cardinal's voice was gentle, as if Alice was their child, not wanting to see her come to this end.

Alice was stunned; when she conceived her child, her cultivation had miraculously broken through to the Foundation Establishment Stage from the Innate Realm, and she was well aware that this was a nurturing gift from the child within her womb.

But was that what she wanted?

"No! Even if it means death, I will not give up on my child!"

Alice stood up, her expression resolute. Even in the face of death, she would not abandon her child, nor would she implicate Ye Ling!

The five Cardinals shook their heads, waved their hands dismissively, and two armored guards came in and took hold of Alice, escorting her out of the main hall.

"Let it be, an obstinate child. God will teach her what a mistake is."

"As the Saintess of The Holy See, her life belongs to all of the Church, to the Divine Spirit; she has no right to plan her own life."

The five Cardinals murmured, while Alice, being dragged away, managed a tragic smile at these words.

"If I were given another chance, I would not choose to be a Saintess; I would choose to be a woman, an ordinary woman!"

"A person without freedom, is like a bird without wings, having lost their ultimate purpose!"

At night, in the vast parade ground in front of The Holy See's great hall, soldiers of the expeditionary force, clad in armor, bore a solemn mien, each holding a torch, imposing and majestic.

And in the center, Alice was tied to a cross, her complexion wretched but nonetheless smiling.

In front of the grand hall, Pope Vitra, the five Cardinals, the Army Commander, and several high-ranking officials of The Holy See all wore grim expressions.

"Former Saintess Alice, you have blasphemed against the Divine Spirit!"

"By the Divine Spirit's decree, Alice is sentenced to death, to protect the honor of The Holy See!"

With a grand gesture from Vitra, all expeditionary soldiers raised their torches and shouted out loud.