Chapter 211: Reaching a consensus, disguised as the Son of God plan

"Uh--mother-in-law?"

"Ok?"

Saran stared straight at Xu Fan, which immediately made Xu Fan feel oppressed.

"You are such a good brother!"

Saran said softly, he had taken care of his sister and put her to bed.

"Although I had some guesses about your identity, I never thought that you were the Cardinal Saran who destroyed Bo City!"

Xu Fan brought the topic back. In fact, he had always been worried about Ye Xinxia's affairs, but if he had Saran's help, Parthenon would not look for Ye Xinxia again. He accepted this cause and effect.

"Ye Xinxia also has an extremely special identity. For example, she can't stand for a long time!"

Xu Fan began to guide Saran intentionally, and Saran naturally followed his words.

"Yes, Ye Xinxia has another identity. She is the daughter of Wen Tai, the former Holy Son of the Parthenon Temple, and the inheritor of the contemporary Parthenon Spirit!"

"I am partly responsible for her being able to grow up safely for so long. But no matter how the Ancient Capital Project progresses, Xinxia will probably enter the sight of those people in the Parthenon!"

"The soul has been missing for so long, those people are almost going crazy!"

Saran laughed contemptuously, and his disgust for the Parthenon was evident in his words.

"That place is not a good place to go. It's almost like a place that eats people without leaving any bones! She is like a white lotus and I'm afraid she won't have a good ending if she ends up there!"

Saran stared at Xu Fan and said that Xu Fan's victory over Mu He a few years ago did surprise her, but a mere high-level magician was not enough for her to take it too seriously.

Although Xu Fan is still at the high level of cultivation now, Saran can feel that he has already reached the full high level, and maybe he will be able to break through to the super level someday!

And what Saran valued most was the blessing magic that Xu Fan had cast on him when he was teleported just now. It instantly restored some of his physical strength and was even effective periodically during the duration of the magic.

She could tell at a glance that Xu Fan's magic was not a regular blessing magic or healing magic, but more like a mixture of the two. Having actually seen the resurrection magic before, she naturally understood that the essence of the resurrection magic was the perfect combination of healing magic and blessing magic!
When the Holy Son Wen Tai was still alive, he had talked to her about the soul. Although the soul was called a god, it was actually a broken soul.

It can add a powerful combination of magic to the owner, even capable of resurrecting the dead.

The Holy Son Wen Tai guessed that this soul was most likely left behind by a forbidden spell wizard who possessed a natural talent for healing, blessing, and symbiotic magic before his death. This soul was more like an extremely special magical tool. Possessing it would naturally gain many special abilities, but it would also bring burdens to the owner.

Ye Xinxia had been suffering so much because of the burden of her soul. It was not until now that a psychic victim helped her bear the burden that she felt a little relieved.

"But now you have a chance to protect Ye Xinxia from the persecution of those people!"

After giving Xu Fan a brief explanation of what she knew about the soul, Saran continued, she suddenly had a crazy idea, she wanted Xu Fan to become the second Holy Son Wen Tai!
Then she would find a time to expose this matter, and then the people of the Parthenon would lose face!

Little did she know that her idea coincided with Xu Fan's plan.

"You also have a big secret hidden in you, but I am not interested in your secret. I only care about the magic you just performed!"

"If what I guessed is correct, you should be able to use it to bring a dying person back to life! Even if you practice it to a high level, you can also achieve the effect of resurrection!"

Saran pointed out the magic of the spell directly. She distanced herself from Xu Fan as she spoke, as if she was worried about whether Xu Fan had other hidden tricks. "So what? Do you want me to help you revive Xinxia's father?"

"No! I want you to take Xinxia's identity. Now you are my biological child! And Xinxia is just my adopted daughter!"

Saran suddenly said coldly that Xu Fan's mention of the Holy Son Wen Tai obviously irritated her.

"Xu Fan, you don't want Xinxia to be bullied in the Parthenon, do you?"

Saran sneered, with a hint of threat in his tone, which made Xu Fan want to ask Saran if he had ever studied abroad in Japan.

"I agree to this, but you have to promise me one thing. From now on, Xinxia will have nothing to do with you anymore!"

Xu Fan also achieved his goal. Saran's wisdom was beyond his imagination. He did not expect that Saran's plan would coincide with his.

Although Xu Fan knew that Saran would definitely have a backup plan, he was not afraid at all. The selection of the goddess of the Parthenon took a long time, and it would naturally take him even longer to become the Son of God. When Saran detonated his backup plan, he might have the ability to flip the table.

"Then it's a deal!"

Saran was about to float away as he spoke, but Xu Fan flipped his hand and the Fiery Blood Flowing Mist Spear appeared in his hand again, with the tip of the spear pointing directly at Saran.

"You can't leave! If you want to leave, tell me your plan first!"

Xu Fan's shot missed the target, and Saran's body glowed with magical energy. Although she wanted to use Xu Fan, it didn't mean that she could tolerate all of Xu Fan's actions.

"Once the plan is implemented, it cannot be interrupted. Even if you kill me, the plan will still proceed as planned!"

"Besides, you can't kill me! You won't kill me!"

Saran said calmly that she was very good at judging people, and that Xu Fan only had the will to fight but not the will to kill.

Although Saran is now a cardinal second only to the Pope, her relationship with the Pope is not as good as imagined. She must use her actions to prove her worth to the Pope. Only in this way can he get close to her.

"I have seen your true face. Your disguise as a high-ranking official in the ancient capital will be exposed by me sooner or later. When that happens, you will definitely die!"

"Let's make a bet!"

"How do you want to bet?"

Saran became interested, and Xu Fan mentioned that the top leaders of the ancient capital were threatening her with her life.

"Let's bet on whether we can ruin your plan and make it end in failure!"

Xu Fan said confidently, and Saran smiled.

"Okay, if I win, I want you to join the Black Church. When you become the Son of the Parthenon, I want you to become the Pope of the Black Church!"

Saran finally revealed her thoughts. The Son of Parthenon was the Pope of the Black Church. Then the Parthenon would be doomed and its thousand-year glory would be destroyed!
"Okay! If you lose, I won't kill you! But you should never do anything tricky in China again, and even your subordinates should get out of China!"

(End of this chapter)