Chapter 275: Awakening
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
In the vast starry sky, the Celestial Qilin was flying at full speed. It continuously activated spatial jumps and advanced towards the White Dragon World.
Long Cang was sitting cross-legged on the top of the Celestial Qilin. Runes circulated in front of him, forming a human figure.
If Long Xiaoyu was here, she would definitely be able to recognize that this human figure was the current patriarch of the White Dragon Race, who was also her grandfather.
“What did you say? The Martial Sacred Hall went all out to stop you in the Divine Realm?”
“Yes, even Wu Huang personally attacked to kill Xiaoyu.”
“Wu Huang? Impossible. I’ve always been paying attention to his aura. He never moved an inch.”
The illusory figure frowned slightly and denied.
In order to prevent the Martial Sacred Hall from falling out and bullying the weak, the White Dragon Race Patriarch had actually been secretly watching. If Wu Huang had done anything, it was impossible for him not to know.
Hearing this, Long Cang smiled bitterly. “Patriarch, you might not know this, but they used a special method to perfectly replicate Wu Huang’s aura. If you don’t believe me, look…”
As he spoke, footage condensed in Long Cang’s palm. It was the scene of the Martial Sacred Hall’s army pressing down on them.
The illusory figure hurriedly said, “Where are you guys? I’ll rush over immediately.”
“No need, Patriarch.”
Long Cang shook his head and said, “A senior has already saved us.”
If they had waited for the patriarch to arrive, they would have died long ago.
The illusory figure was stunned as he subconsciously said, “It’s the Demon God of the Demon Race?”
In this entire void, other than him, the only other person who could save Long Cang and the others from Wu Huang was that Demon God.
However… The Demon Race had always been neutral and never interfered in the affairs between the two. Moreover, if Long Xiaoyu died, it would be a good thing for the Demon Race. No matter how one looked at it, the Demon God had no reason to help.
Unless the Demon Race deliberately wanted to befriend a future True God Stage expert like Long Xiaoyu.
“No, it’s a friend of Xiaoyu’s.”
The illusory figure thought that he had misheard. “What friend?”
Because he had left the White Dragon Race to cultivate with Long Xiaoyu and had always been paying attention to the Martial Sacred Hall, he didn’t know about Qin Jue.
Of course, even if he knew, it would be difficult for him to connect the dots.
Therefore, Long Cang could only explain the process in detail. He told the figure how Qin Jue easily passed the nine tests, ascended the Divine Seal Altar, instantly killed a Half God Stage expert, and even almost killed Wu Huang.
“Are you sure?”
The corners of the illusory figure’s mouth twitched. This should be the first time he was so surprised in nearly ten thousand years.
As one of the peerless geniuses who had ascended the Divine Seal Altar, the illusory figure knew very well how strange the Divine Realm was. Even at his current level, he still did not dare to act rashly inside.
He couldn’t believe that Qin Jue could actually fly on the Heaven Ascension Steps?
Long Cang asserted, “A Half God Stage expert from the Martial Sacred Hall died, and Wu Huang was severely injured and forced to flee. We’ll know after some investigation.”
If Long Cang had not seen it with his own eyes, he absolutely would not have believed it. Back then, he had already lost all hope and was even prepared to self-destruct.
In the end, he didn’t expect Qin Jue to save them all single-handedly.
After hearing Long Cang’s description, the illusory figure fell silent. He was shocked to find out that Qin Jue had instantly killed a Half God Stage expert and severely injured Wu Huang.
He wondered if either him or Long Cang was crazy.
“According to what you’re telling me, this person’s cultivation is probably no longer within the scope of the True God Stage.” The illusory figure said solemnly.
“That’s why I suspect he might be from a faraway place.”
The two of them looked at each other with extremely grave expressions.
After several days, the Celestial Qilin finally arrived at the White Dragon World.
The White Dragon Race Patriarch was already waiting outside. When he saw Qin Jue, he hurriedly bowed. “Thank you, Senior, for your help.”
The White Dragon Race Patriarch said this very sincerely without any hesitation.
After all, if it weren’t for Qin Jue, the younger generation of the White Dragon Race would have been all wiped out, along with his son and granddaughter.
In addition, Qin Jue was a super expert who could ascend the Divine Seal Altar and defeat the Martial Sacred Hall alone. How could the White Dragon Race’s patriarch not be polite to him?
“No need to thank me.”
Qin Jue waved his hand and said indifferently, “I was just fighting back.”
Next, under the invitation of the White Dragon Race Patriarch, Qin Jue participated in the banquet to celebrate Long Xiaoyu’s successful ascension to the Divine Seal Altar.
Originally, Qin Jue didn’t want to participate, but after learning that there was a ten-thousand-year-old spirit wine, he immediately nodded and agreed without hesitation.
aS expected of an old monster who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, the Patriarch could tell that Qin Jue enjoyed the wine. Sensing this, the White Dragon Race Patriarch immediately ordered someone to bring several hundred pots of Ten Thousand Spirit Wine to Qin Jue.
Regarding this, Qin Jue naturally didn’t refuse. He was never polite when it came to spirit wine.
In addition, Qin Jue couldn’t help but sigh. To be able to casually take out a ten-thousand-year-old spirit wine, it could be seen how deep the foundation of the White Dragon Race was.
Because they were celebrating Long Xiaoyu’s ascension to the Divine Seal Altar, almost all the higher-ups of the White Dragon Race had arrived, but this time, no one dared to underestimate Qin Jue or speak rudely to him.
Qin Jue was not surprised by this. Strength was always valued no matter where one went. If he was only a Great Void Stage cultivator, the White Dragon Race Patriarch might not even look at him.
This banquet lasted until late at night. Finally, Qin Jue was drunk as mud before he groggily returned to the courtyard to sleep.
The next day, morning light rose and lit up the sky like a torch.
Qin Jue faintly woke up. It was already noon. He was about to get up when he discovered a burning sensation in his chest.
Qin Jue looked down and found that it was Yun Xi who had fallen asleep.
At this moment, Yun Xi’s entire body was enveloped by a dazzling divine light, and she was like a ball of flames that was extremely blazing.
“Is she waking up?”
Qin Jue pondered.
Thinking about it, more than ten days had passed, and it was indeed about time for her to wake up.
He wondered what Yun Xi would be like after her physique was reconstructed.
Right at this moment, a violent suction force suddenly erupted from Yun Xi’s body, and it madly absorbed the spirit qi in the surroundings to form a visible energy vortex.
Qin Jue hurriedly placed Yun Xi in the courtyard. That was the place with the densest spirit qi.
An hour later, Yun Xi finally stopped absorbing spirit qi, and the divine light dissipated along with it. Her cultivation had completely stabilized at the Supreme Stage.
After another moment, Yun Xi slowly opened her eyes. The strange thing was that the color of her two pupils was actually different now. One was blue, and the other was golden.
It wasn’t just that. No matter if it was her meridians, flesh, bones, or appearance, Yun Xi had undergone a tremendous change. There were no flaws to be found, and she seemed to have completely changed into a different person.
The only thing that hadn’t changed was the strand of hair on her head.
“How could this be?”
Qin Jue was puzzled.
“Master, I’m hungry!”
As soon as she opened her eyes, Yun Xi happily rushed towards Qin Jue.
Yun Xi heavily smashed into Qin Jue’s arms with her hard body. If Qin Jue was an ordinary Supreme Stage cultivator, they would probably have broken more than ten ribs on the spot.
However, Qin Jue smiled instead of being angry. Although Yun Xi’s appearance and physique had both changed drastically, at least deep down she was still the same.
“Master, I’m hungry.”
Yun Xi raised her head and was filled with hope.
Qin Jue :”…”