Female Novel
Chapter 1422
The Three Elders were Grand Sect Elders, the highest authority figures of the Polaris Sect. Theoretically speaking, even theArchbishop would have to be deferential toward them. However, the Three Elders had been sitting around doing nothing fordecades. They did not concern themselves with the affairs of the sect.
After a discussion with a few Sect Elders, Archbishop Polaris left the main hall and headed to the mountain behind the PolarisSect.
There was a cliff near the mountain. On the foot of the mountain, there was a simple-looking wooden house. In front of thehouse, three statues could be seen.
Polaris appeared before the cliff and looked at the statues before him, his mind in a trance. He remembered that the last time hewas here was thirty years ago. In the blink of an eye, thirty years had passed.novelbin
After briefly staring at the statues, he leaped into the air and flew toward the house. Soon, he arrived at the house. Upon closerinspection, Polaris realized that the statues were actually humans. They were three elderly people—two men and one woman.Their clothing was ragged and tattered, and moss and invasive weeds grew in the surroundings. Even their heads were coveredwith dead leaves. It was apparent that they had been sitting here for a very long time.
“Greetings, my fellow masters.”
Polaris appeared before them and glanced at the trio before kneeling on the ground.However, their eyes remained shut. Lifeless and motionless, they were akin to real statues.“Master... Master...” Polaris stood up and shouted.
At that moment, an elderly man moved, and the leaves that were accumulated on his head fell to the ground. He opened hiseyes, which revealed his old age.
“You're here, Zekiel,” the elderly man spoke. His voice was hoarse. It seemed that he had not spoken in a very long time. He hadalmost forgotten how to speak.
“Master...” Delighted, Polaris cried out, “I’m here to visit you.”
Every Archbishop was called Polaris and only Polaris. The current Archbishop’s real name was Zekiel Polaris. Meanwhile, theman before him was his master.
“How long have | been sitting here for?” the elderly man asked, his expression dazed. It seemed that he had lost track of time.After a brief moment, Polaris said, “Master, it’s been thirty years. Your strength must have reached even greater heights.”
The elderly man sighed and said, “My life is hanging by a thread. | should have been dead a long time ago. By cultivating theDeadwood Martial Technique, | only managed to linger out my life.”
“Master, | have come to tell you something.”