Fanghui Goddess Aeciphysis, the founder of the Fanghui Church, creator of the Root Soul Art [Holy ssenger], one of the ancient Sages, and the bloodline carrier of the Blessed Angel.
Among the many Sages, so of their titles were self-proclaid and spread widely, but Aeciphysis’ title, the Fanghui Goddess, was passed down by others.
She was called the Fanghui Goddess because, during a ti when the continent of Terellis was plagued by both disease and war, the sick and injured could only lie in bed waiting to die. The continent was overwheld by despair, and death hung heavily over it.
The Fanghui Goddess Aeciphysis, compassionate towards all life, generously offered the Root Soul Art she had created, Holy ssenger, for free to anyone who could learn it. It was then that the first healing-type Soul Art appeared on the continent.
This generosity set Aeciphysis apart from other Sage families, as most other Sages kept their Root Soul Arts hidden or only taught them to their loyal followers. Only Aeciphysis openly shared her creation with the world, showing no greed.
As the strongest healing Soul Art ever created, Holy ssenger saved countless lives. Even today, Holy ssenger remains the only healing Soul Art in the human kingdoms, still revered by the Fanghui Church as their "Fanghui Treasure."
This is also the reason the Fanghui Church exists today—Holy ssenger has beco their exclusive Soul Art, with only those who join the Church allowed to absorb and learn it.
Interestingly, as a direct descendant of Aeciphysis, Winnie couldn’t learn Holy ssenger, because the magical aptitude requirent for Holy ssenger was four stars, and Winnie only had one star.
Aside from his dislike of the Church, Winnie might have also found it hard to accept that as a descendant of the Fanghui Goddess, he couldn’t even absorb Holy ssenger. He was afraid of being ridiculed, so he avoided interacting with the Church.
It’s worth ntioning that Aeciphysis is depicted in the ga Karelman Citrus, where she is portrayed as a beautiful young girl with pale cherry-colored hair, pink heart-shaped eyes, and a gentle smile that radiates healing energy while also carrying a certain seductive charm.
In the artwork, she wears an immaculate white lace dress and white thigh-high boots, perfectly embodying the image of a compassionate angel.
Having seen the artwork of Aeciphysis, Winnie felt an imnse sense of regret—why wasn’t she a character that could be pursued?
In Karelman Citrus, all the female characters were stunning beauties, but compared to the heroine Aeciphysis, they were still a step behind. Only Aeciphysis could match her in both appearance and figure. To Winnie, Aeciphysis was even more to his liking.
Unfortunately, she wasn’t a character that could be pursued, and in the ga’s background, Aeciphysis had died over a thousand years ago.
Winnie couldn’t understand why the developers had gone out of their way to create an illustration of a character who had been dead for over a thousand years.
Arriving in front of Aeciphysis’ statue, Winnie looked up at the sculpture.
He wasn’t here just to admire his ancestor’s statue. He had co up with an idea.
After a day of experintation, he felt like he was beginning to understand the Virtue system.
Since good deeds earned Virtue, wouldn’t praying in front of the Goddess in the church count as a good deed?
Besides, the Virtue system was clearly tied to Aeciphysis’ family, wasn’t this a sign?
If praying could earn Virtue, then why waste money? He could simply pray to his ancestor!
Out with the money!
Start praying!
With that, Winnie stood before the statue, hands clasped in prayer, head lowered in silence.
During this ti, several mbers of the Church walked by, noticing Winnie’s devout prayer. So recognized him and wore expressions of disbelief. Their faces were mixed, with many showing contempt or sarcastic smiles.
In just one day, Winnie’s clownish behavior at the banquet had beco the talk of the entire capital. Not only that, but the scandal was spreading beyond the kingdom to other nations as well.
After all, the absurd things he did were so abstract that even the pursuers of Mirecia enjoyed watching the situation escalate. So even secretly fueled the fire.
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Winnie had long been known as a notorious and disliked young scoundrel in the capital, with a reputation as bad as a rat in the street. Even the dogs would turn their noses up and walk away from him. Yet, without self-awareness, he relentlessly pursued the kingdom’s most dazzling jewel, Mirecia. Everyone loved to see him fail and would gladly join in on the ridicule, spreading exaggerated rumors.
With rumors swirling that Winnie was an imposter pretending to be a descendant of the Goddess, most Church mbers held him in disdain.
"That useless good-for-nothing must have been triggered too much, running to the Church to pray to the Goddess," one of the clergy muttered quietly.
"Shh, keep your voice down, don’t let anyone hear."
"So what if they hear? The whole capital is already condemning this fool who doesn’t know his own worth. What can he do to ?"
"Hey, don’t say that~ After all, doesn’t he still claim to be a descendant of the Fanghui Goddess? Hahaha."
"A descendant of the Goddess? Tch, you really believe he’s the Goddess’ descendant? Isn’t there a saying...?"
"Everyone says, how could the Goddess’ Divine Favor just disappear like that? Maybe the real Aeciphysis family has died out, and that’s why this shaless little family had the chance to impersonate them!"
"Look at him. Everyone knows that the Aeciphysis family is full of beautiful won with cherry-blossom-colored hair and peach-colored eyes like the Goddess. But him? He’s so plain, with light blue hair. How can he possibly be Aeciphysis? He doesn’t even deserve the family na."
Winnie ignored the surrounding insults and jeers. He was too busy with his own thoughts and had no ti to care about the irrelevant chatter.
At this mont, there was only one thing on his mind: Old Deng! Explode the gold coins!
The clergyn continued to discuss loudly, thinking they were being quiet.
Even if they weren’t being quiet, it didn’t matter. Winnie, this villainous scoundrel, was now hated by everyone in the capital, and anyone who condemned him would have people backing them up. What was he going to do about it?
What they didn’t know was that while Winnie didn’t care, soone else had been watching the whole scene closely.
"Please forgive for this," said the embarrassed Fanghui Church Father, following Mirecia’s gaze, looking at the scene in the church courtyard, nervously gripping the porcelain tea cup in his hands.
"Your Church’s clergy really have a unique way of greeting the faithful," Mirecia, dressed in a gorgeous lace-edged gown, remarked calmly without acknowledging the Father beside her.
With golden hair, sapphire eyes, skin as fair as frost, and eyelashes as delicate as wings, her noble and elegant aura made her appear like a gemstone adorning a crown.
She rested one hand on a tea tray, sipping delicately, her piercing gaze coldly watching the two clergy mbers below, and Winnie, who clearly heard them but ignored them completely.
"Uh, well..." The Father was visibly embarrassed. Today was an important day for Mirecia’s visit to the church, and this incident was certainly not expected.
The Father rembered just earlier how he had praised the Church’s rigorous selection process for clergy, highlighting their attention to etiquette and manners...
Now, it felt like a slap in the face.
Mirecia's words were elegant and cold, as usual, with no hint of mockery or criticism. But to those who heard it, it felt like a sharp, biting satire.
Perhaps this was the art of royal speech—choosing words and tone that seed to express no personal emotion yet conveyed everything.
"No offense, I’m just curious. Do your clergy greet other believers this way?"
"This... this... I beg your pardon, Princess. I will ensure better managent in the future. As for these two, I will handle it today," the Father said, sweating profusely.
Yes, the Callia royal family couldn’t directly manage Church affairs, but as the first heir of Callia, Mirecia could easily send a letter to the Pope, subtly hinting at the matter, and those responsible could be replaced on the spot.
Mirecia, however, remained silent, her gaze drifting back to Winnie, who was still praying before the statue. She took another sip of her tea.
It was rare to see such a spoiled young master in the Church.
She had thought that after being rejected at the banquet, Winnie would have laid low for a while. But now, what was he up to?
Mirecia couldn’t figure it out just yet.
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