This boy's name was: Asclepius.
From a very young age, he had lived under Athena's protection within the Sanctuary.
Unlike other Saints, he didn't train in using or mastering Cosmos—
Instead, he studied medicine.
Over the years, his medical skills grew increasingly refined. Now, even official Saints who were injured in divine wars would seek him out for treatment.
His reputation spread throughout the Sanctuary, even earning him a personal audience with the Goddess of Wisdom, Athena.
"Asclepius?"
"Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom?"
"Divine War?"
As Jiang Chen organized the memories in his mind, his expression turned to one of shock. Though the memories were fragmented, he slowly began to understand what had happened.
He was no longer in the same time and space as before.
He had somehow crossed into a distant era, the mythological age.
In this age—
The world's divine order had yet to fully solidify. Zeus already reigned as the supreme god, but the various pantheons of gods still stood tall, and divine wars broke out frequently.
At this point, Athena wasn't yet the War Goddess as she would be known later,
she had only just inherited the mantle of Goddess of Wisdom from her mother.
And he, Jiang Chen…
Had somehow become the boy destined to be the first Gold Saint of the Ophiuchus Temple, Asclepius.
("Wha… what is this?") He muttered to himself in a daze. Jiang Chen could clearly feel that this body was his original one. But now, he had become Asclepius.
Despite the confusion, the burly boy had already dragged him into a nearby room.
"Make way! Step aside, Asclepius is here!" The youth's voice was filled with urgency.
The crowd parted. Jiang Chen finally saw the injured young man lying on the bed.
His face was pale and there was a gaping hole in his chest.
"Damn that Oneiros! He ambushed Melchabah!"
"That bastard!"
"I swear, I'll kill him for this!"
A chorus of angry voices rang out from the gathered Saints.
Upon arriving at the scene, Jiang Chen's brows furrowed involuntarily because the people present here were all at the level of the Seventh Sense. The powerful auras radiating from them, even with his recently restored strength, Jiang Chen couldn't help but be astonished.
What shocked him even more was: most of them weren't even wearing their Sacred Cloths.
Despite his surprise, Jiang Chen turned his gaze toward the figure lying on the bed.
And what he saw caused his expression to tighten even further.
The youth's chest had been pierced through. His heart was nearly destroyed, with more than half of it missing. His aura was only barely sustained by a massive amount of Cosmos.
This kind of injury… was nearly impossible to heal. Even for someone who had awakened the Seventh Sense, let alone that, even the Eighth Sense wouldn't be enough. Unless… one had reached the Ninth Sense.
Jiang Chen thought for a moment, then took a deep breath and stepped forward.
The crowd parted once more as he approached.
He reached out his right hand, gently placing it over the youth's chest and began to channel the Power of Time.
"Buzz—"
A ripple of temporal energy spread out, instantly engulfing Melchabah's body.
"It works!" Feeling the power of time enveloping the youth, Jiang Chen's eyes lit up.
He had only thought of one possible solution—
Time Power.
It was a desperate move, just a test but to his surprise… it was working.
From the perspective of the others, all they saw was Jiang Chen's hand radiating a silvery-gray energy. Then, to their shock, the horrifying wound on Melchabah's body
began to heal rapidly, visibly, with the naked eye.
One by one, their eyes widened in disbelief.
Even the burly boy who had dragged Jiang Chen here couldn't hide his astonishment.
He had brought Asclepius here hoping for a miracle, but even he hadn't believed this kind of injury could be healed, not even by Asclepius himself.
And yet… the result spoke for itself.
As everyone stood there stunned, Jiang Chen retracted his hand.
"Where… am I?" Melchabah slowly opened his eyes and looked around with a dazed expression on his face.
"Melchabah, you're awake! You're in the Sanctuary, Asclepius saved you!" The burly youth quickly spoke, unable to hide his excitement.
The others also chimed in all at once: "It was Asclepius!"
Hearing the commotion, the blond youth seemed to finally realize what had happened.
He hurriedly sat up and gave Jiang Chen a respectful bow.
"Thank you… truly."
"No need."
"Just rest and recover."
Jiang Chen gave a slight nod and waved his hand casually.
Then, amidst a chorus of admiration and praise, he quietly left the room.
Now that the situation had calmed down, Jiang Chen finally had the presence of mind to observe this version of the Sanctuary.
Compared to the Sanctuary he remembered. This one was much more prosperous, far from the state of ruin it would fall into later. Buildings stood tall and sturdy across the land, and everywhere, there were figures radiating Cosmos.
Just like before, nnearly everyone here had mastered their Cosmos, with the Seventh Sense being common among them.
However, that was also the limit. Jiang Chen didn't sense anyone who had awakened the Eighth Sense. It was clear that, even in the mythological era, those who could comprehend the Eighth Sense were exceedingly rare.
As he walked through the Sanctuary, Jiang Chen eventually arrived at a clear pool of water.
Looking into the reflection, he saw a face that looked identical to the one he had when he crossed over.
Which confirmed it: He hadn't simply possessed someone else, his own physical body had crossed into this mythological era.
It was likely the Power of Time from Ophiuchus that had pulled him from the future into the past.
Still… one thing puzzled him:
'Why is everyone calling me Asclepius?'
He hadn't changed his appearance. And yet, in the eyes of others he was Asclepius.
Moreover, this was the Mythological Era.
This is unbelievable.
He looked up toward the Sacred Mountain. There, the twelve golden temples shimmered in the light.
At the summit stood the Temple of Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom.
Divine energy continuously radiated from it, spreading across the Sanctuary, forming a kind of self-contained space, isolated from the outside world.
"Should I go up there?" Jiang Chen hesitated.
He wasn't sure if he should meet Athena right now.
Clearly, something was wrong with his current situation. Even though Athena hadn't yet become one of the Twelve Sovereigns, nor did she yet control the Earth's authority,
her power was undeniably above his own.
Even if he combined it with the power of the Saiyan God, he still wouldn't match her.
If he rashly approached her and she deemed him a heretic or an anomaly, he might not only fail this "world login"… but could be forever barred from entering the Saint Seiya world again.
(End of Chapter)
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