Nine Star Hegemon Body Art (WN) -
Chapter 6571: Support
At some point, a group of the demon race’s experts had surrounded them. They numbered only a few thousand, and they were merely half-step Sovereign Lords—the kind that hadn’t condensed essence runes and would never enter the Sovereign Lord realm.
If they had appeared on the heaven region’s battlefield, they wouldn’t even have been qualified to die in the final clash.
But now, with Long Chen unconscious, they dared to step forward. In their eyes, he was nothing more than a fish laid out on the chopping block.
The Rainbow Crane race was known as a symbol of good fortune. No one dared to strike them for fear of karmic backlash. However, they also lacked any innate combat ability.
As a result, this group of demons thought that abducting Long Chen—even at the cost of minor karmic consequences—was worth the risk.
“What do you think you’re doing?!” raged Little Crane.
“We’re doing nothing,” one of the demon experts answered coldly. “Long Chen has slaughtered countless members of our race in the nine heavens and even more on the heaven region’s battlefield. We cannot let that slide. He must come with us. If you refuse... we will use force.”
After saying that, that demon expert directly shot forward, not giving Little Crane and the others a chance to talk.
But before they could get too close, blood-colored petals flew out and sliced them to bits.
“Ants.” Evilmoon snorted disdainfully. These fools had actually forgotten its existence.
At this moment, complicated emotions churned within Evilmoon. It had deliberately not done anything when the white-robed Long Chen fought the two-headed wolf, resulting in the white-robed Long Chen exhausting every last drop of his strength and being unable to stay within the nine heavens.
If Evilmoon had intervened, the black-robed Long Chen wouldn’t have returned any time soon.
But now, with Long Chen defenseless, these insects dared to come for him, so Evilmoon annihilated them.
More figures in the distance stirred with hostile intent, itching to make a move. In an instant, blood petals flashed again, appearing in their midst as they screamed and fled in all directions. Within breaths, less than half of the spectators remained.
The survivors stood frozen, trembling in terror as they saw the petals retract into a saber on Long Chen’s back.
Anyone who harbored the slightest killing intent toward Long Chen was dead. Perhaps influenced by the white-robed Long Chen’s decisive style of killing, Evilmoon had cut down people Long Chen would normally have spared.
Usually, as long as they didn’t attack, Long Chen wouldn’t bother dealing with them. However, if they dared to raise their weapons against him, he would show no mercy.
On the other hand, Evilmoon directly killed them if it sensed any hostility, even if they hadn’t done anything. It couldn’t be bothered to wait for them to make the first move. As for those who had purely come simply to watch, Evilmoon let them off for now. Those people had no idea why it had let them live.
“Let’s go,” said the Rainbow Crane lady
Seeing that Evilmoon had dealt with those people, she transformed into a Rainbow Crane. Carrying Long Chen, she led everyone away.
This time, the Rainbow Cranes were incredibly fast. With a flap of their wings, they vanished without a trace.
...
Long Chen shot upright, gasping. He was lying on a bed. The moment he sat up, a pounding headache stabbed his skull.
Just then, a soft sound echoed outside this room.
The instant Long Chen heard it, delight surged through him. He immediately pushed the door open.
It was sunny outside. Sunlight streamed through the swaying leaves, leaving a sprinkle of golden light on the ground next to the fallen leaves.
A white-haired old man was sweeping the leaves with a broom in the courtyard, looking patient and dedicated.
Long Chen suddenly felt a wave of emotion upon seeing this elder. He was like a child finally returning home.
“Sweeping elder!”
The sweeping elder had always been the most mysterious existence within the High Firmament Academy. Even Long Chen didn’t have many interactions with him. And yet, for reasons he couldn’t articulate, he trusted this elder more than anyone. He was like Long Chen’s most dependable supporter.
When the sweeping elder heard Long Chen’s voice, he stopped sweeping and turned toward Long Chen. Staring at Long Chen with his turbid eyes, he nodded slightly and sighed.
“Child, it’s been hard on you.”
For some reason, those simple words made Long Chen’s nose sting. He nearly cried.
Just from that, it was clear the sweeping elder already knew everything that had happened.
Long Chen took a deep breath to calm his emotions. Then, he spread his divine sense and realized that this place was the first branch academy.
The first academy was exceptionally busy. Countless experts were present, many of whom Long Chen didn’t recognize.
“Sweeping elder, why are you here?” Long Chen asked, hastily bowing.
“I came to support you,” the sweeping elder replied, smiling slightly. “You are the High Firmament Academy’s youngest dean in history. But it seems that the nine heavens have forgotten our High Firmament Academy. We are the oldest academy in the nine heavens and ten lands. They’ve forgotten our glory and are treating us as an easy target to bully. If we continue cowering, it would be inexcusable.”
Hearing that, Long Chen suddenly felt a burst of joy. However, his expression changed just as quickly.
“Sweeping elder, the Zither Sect...!”
Long Chen’s first thought was Zi Yan. Under the Heavenly Devil Zither’s protection, she had been sealed away inside its internal space. Now that it had returned to the Zither Sect, he had no way to find out whether she was alive or not.
Moreover, Long Chen no longer possessed the Earth Cauldron. Even with the sweeping elder’s help, how was he supposed to stand against the Heavenly Devil Zither, one of the ten great primal chaos divine items?
“Don’t worry,” the sweeping elder said. “You’ve just woken up. Your soul is not fully adapted to your body. Give yourself an incense stick’s time to recover, and then we will go. Also, this is a letter that Little Crane left for you. She has gone back into seclusion. If you had woken up an hour earlier, you would have been able to say goodbye to her personally.”
Only then did Long Chen learn that he had been unconscious for three days.
When he opened the letter, he saw a bunch of strange but cute pictures. Little Crane didn’t know how to write. From the images, he guessed she meant she was going to sleep. When she woke up, she would have grown up, and then Long Chen could take her out to play.
The final picture was a two-headed wolf with both heads covered in large bumps. Long Chen had no idea what it meant, but he put the letter away carefully.
Long Chen then meditated for an incense stick of time. His Yuan Spirit still struggled to fully settle into his body after his heart-devil’s possession, but he could no longer wait. Though he was still in an extremely weak state, he had to save Zi Yan.
“Let’s go.”
The sweeping elder raised a single finger and drew a line across the air, revealing a torn void. After that, he stepped through it with Long Chen.
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