Chapter 110: Entering the Final Stage! (I)
Long Hao Chen grabbed Caiāerās bamboo cane and came back to sit at the location where he was previously seated, letting her sit on the vacant place next to Li Xin, and helping Caiāer to sit there .
Lin Xin was quite curious; after all, he hadnāt known Long Hao Chen for a long time, but Li Xin appeared completely astonished .
āLilā bro, this person is?ā Long Hao Chen started to blush, as he replied, āThis is Caiāer, Sis, sheās my friend . ā
Li Xin looked at him, before looking at Caiāer, before her face started to display a grotesque smile, āHehe, so sheās your little girlfriend . Lady Caiāer, hello, I am Li Xin, Hao Chenās sworn big sister . ā
āHello . ā Caiāer said in a low voice, but kept silent after saying this .
Long Hao Chen said in a low voice to her ear, āCaiāer, you came to participate to the competition as well?ā
āMh . ā Caiāer nodded in approval .
Long Hao Chen couldnāt help but immediately tell her, āBut you have never told me about that before . ā
Caiāer spoke back, āYou also never asked for which purpose I came to Holy City . ā
Long Hao Chen scratched his head . Yeah, it seemed that he had never asked her before .
Li Xin said, āLady Caiāer, seeing your black mask, you should be from the Assassin Temple, right?ā
Caiāer calmly nodded . On the side, Lin Xin was also astonished, a blind assassin? But as far as he knew, it didnāt seem very convincing . Naturally, he didnāt voice his opinion to stay polite; even though he was astonished, he still didnāt raise the question .
In the second floor of the official business hall, several black-clad people wearing black veils looked down; from their grey hair, it could be seen that they werenāt young anymore .
āSo itās this little youngster? How did he get familiar with the Saint Girl?ā A black-clad elder couldnāt help but ask .
āIt is unknown . From our investigation, it seems that the Saint Girl didnāt know this person in the past . ā
āDidnāt know? How could someone she didnāt know get her to wound the grandson of the Yang old man from the Knight Temple? Hey, you from the falcon clan, make sure to investigate this, okay? ā
āOld Ying, donāt get angry . You should know the temperament of this Saint Girl and her perception . She doesnāt like to be monitored by us . ā
āHmpf . ā Standing in the center of this hall was a black-clad elder who was also the vice hall master of the Assassin Temple, the heroic and magnificent master Ying Suifeng . No matter how he looked at him, he didnāt see Long Hao Chen favorably . He dared āuseā the Saint Daughter of Samsara . Ā It was lucky that this old object, Han Qian, was the one who was sent to complain to me . But the one to complain should be me . Someone from their Knight Temple dared āuseā our Caiāer . Ā The more Ying Suifeng thought about this, the more he became angry . His eyes couldnāt help but become filled with an intense murderous spirit . As Caiāer was currently below, joyously chatting with Long Hao Chen, the latter felt a shiver covering his whole body, and instantly, the blood in his body rose up . A strong golden light instantly bursted forth from his body, instantly spreading out, and turning out extremely condensed . Above Long Hao Chenās head, a faint condensed golden shape of sword appeared, āEhh?ā
Ying Suifeng, completely astonished, said in a low voice, āFifth step? Not fourth? Old Eagle, how did you conduct your investigation? ā
āHuh? But the information saying that heās at the fourth step cannot be wrong!ā The elders standing by his side had looks full of doubts, āUnless⦠Unless he broke through during these last days . ā Ying Suifeng instantly appeared to be in a bad mood: āWhat should I do? Tell me what I should do? This little brat from your Knight Temple wants to ab⦠to abduct our Caiāer!ā He almost let the two words āSaint Girlā slip out .
Han Qian said, full of anger, āWhat āabductā? They both mutually consent . It is visibly a love that rose by itself, do you understand?ā
Ying Suifeng didnāt weaken the slightest bit, as he continued, still as angry, āLove that rose by itself, my ass! Our Caiāer is only 14 years-old, your Long Hao Chen is clearly an old cow eating light grass!ā
Han Qian said in fury: āYour ass filled with farts, you mean! Youāre the one who should be called old cow eating light grass! Our Long Hao Chen is still 14 years old this year, heās at most older than her by a few months . ā
āWhat?! Still 14 years-old!?ā
A faint smile appeared in Ying Suifengās face, āA knight of the fifth step aged of 14 years-old, this is really terrible . ā
Han Qian clenched his fist aggressively, because Ying Suifeng suddenly released towards Long Hao Chen some murderous intent; Han Qian was still extremely resentful towards the Assassin Temple for having wounded a youth with high status . If Long Hao Chen was the issue, the relation that had been built for so many years between the two Temples could really be destabilized to some extent . But Ying Suifeng didnāt expect what he said right afterwards, āMy mistake, heās 24 years-old . ā
Han Qian immediately calmed down and together with his anger vanishing, he calmly said this . Ying Suifeng stepped forward, and with a loud laugh, he patted his shoulder, āRight, 24 years-old, I understand, I understand . Now tell me the truth, from your mouth to my ear . After all, whatās our relation? I will definitely keep that information confidential . Just like you will as well keep secrecy for us . Isnāt this a good way to keep our two Temples in a familiar relationship?ā
Han Qian was at this moment in an internal struggle . Looking at Ying Suifeng with a gloomy face, he coldly snorted .
āYou two old bastards are ganging up, what kind of shameful act are you preparing together?ā At this very moment, an elderly voice resounded . This elder had a gold-colored gown, his doubtful face looked at these two people standing out . Han Qian lifted up his hand, scattering isolating light, āItās nothing, Ying Suifeng is just having spasms, I am keeping an eye on him . ā
Ying Suifeng conveniently nodded in agreement, seemingly in a good mood, āThatās right, I just had a spasm, but itās already all right . Old man Lin, the drawing of lots is about to start . I heard that this youngster from your family entered these finals as well, right?ā
The complexion of this old mage instantly changed, āHumpf, donāt bring up this little bastard, just thinking of him makes me angry . ā
Ying Suifeng almost fell over laughing, and said, āCalm yourself down . Actually, arenāt you extremely proud of him? Isnāt this grandson of yours with great attainments in alchemy a great source of admiration within your Temple?ā
The old mage opened wide his eyes, and replied, āThis little bastardās accomplishment in regard to alchemy are pretty good, but he doesnāt even know himself for which reason he wants to join a Demon Hunt Squad . ā
Han Qian said, āItās still a lot better than this little brat from my family; arrogant beyond limits, but cannot even pass the preliminaries . ā
āEh? Didnāt that youngster Han Yu break through the fifth step? Then how is it that he couldnāt even get through these preliminaries?ā
The old mage looked extremely curious, but he didnāt even conceal the mocking face he wore, āLin Chen, old fool, is it fun to laugh on other peopleās misfortune? Humph!ā
Han Qian suddenly became in a bad mood . Lin Chen had a good laughter, before speaking back, āHow could I be laughing on other peopleās misfortune? I just thought that my familyās little bastard was only a source of loss of face, but it turns out that the one from yours is also the same . This makes me really feel at ease; at least, my familyās brat got through these qualifiers . ā
āYouā¦ā Han Qian cast an angry look at Lin Chen, āWhatās up with you? Are you looking for a fight? Then come! Iām the closest to break through the ninth step, after having studied a forbidden spell as a mean to train . Itās still not completed yet, but I can take on you to try you out, if itās what you want . ā Lin Chen didnāt have the slightest hitch of fear .
āOkay, okay . You two, donāt start a cock fight as soon as you run into each other . Are you okay with being treated as laughstocks by the others?ā A soft female voice resounded, and a middle-aged woman wearing a white gown slowly approached . Her golden hair draped over her shoulder from behind, and white embroideries covered with golden advanced mystical characters were drawn . She wasnāt young anymore, but her charm and her beautiful traits were still left . Looking at her, Han Qian and Lin Chen became sluggish . Each party groaned before shutting up . Ying Suifeng faintly smiled, nodded at this woman dressed with a white gown, and said, āGreetings, Cardinal Ruoshui . ā
Anyone who could hear how she was addressed as would definitely be shocked . This white gowned woman who looked in her forties was actually a Cardinal from the Priest Temple, the eighth step of the vocation! And looking at Han Qian and Lin Chenās behaviour, it was clear that they were giving her face . Ruishui nodded, wearing a smile, as she said, in return, āGreetings, Hall Master Yingā
With a light sigh, she went on, āAbout the situation you were speaking about, during the qualifiers, a little freak has also appeared in our Priest Temple . ā
āEh?ā The other three people simultaneously looked down . The Six Great Temples had a competitive relation, and the Demon Hunt Selections were one of the several means through which they competed among themselves . As such, the qualifiers of the other Temples were something they didnāt keep track of . Currently, Ruoshui looked like she was having a headache . Naturally, the others were quite curious . Ruoshui sighed lightly, before saying, āDuring the next qualifiers, I am afraid that weāll have to change the rules of this competition . ā, At the same time as she spoke, her gaze was directed at the bald guy below .
In the official business hall, Long Hao Chenās sudden use of his holy light attracted the attention of all the other competitors . However, this previous murderous intent had quickly disappeared, so Long Hao Chen quickly came back to his normal state . Only, at his back, some cold sweat was left . Caiāerās look was filled with hostility; as previously, Long Hao Chen had felt that intense murderous intent . Her left hand had already been lifted up, but right after it disappeared, she quietly lowered her hand .
āWhatās going on?ā Li Xin suspiciously asked this question . Long Hao Chen shook his head, and answered, āShame on me, for a split second, I thought I felt someoneās attention focused on me, filled with an intense murderous intent . ā
Lin Xinās face looked indifferent as he answered,āNever mind, itās those people who are testing you, do you see them? On the second floor, the high uppers of the Six Great Temples are attending a ritual before the drawings of lots . What you felt definitely came from the direction of these bored old guys . After all, who would dare cause trouble in our Allianceās office palace?ā
Just at that time, an elder wearing a thin-gold-colored armor appeared on the terrace of the official business hall .
This elder had a tall and sturdy stature, and felt even sturdier than the bald youth . His grizzled short hair were erected, and despite his age, he didnāt look the slightest bit loosened . His muscles, as robust as granite, were covered by an imposing armor . This thin-golden-colored armor was embroidered with eight silver dragons, and his gaze was filled with an incredible prestige . As he appeared, his imposing presence naturally attracted the attention of all the competitors that were currently present .