Chapter 61 Two and a Half Years, Returning to the Bright Moon Sub-Hall!
The next day.
Originally, Long Haochen had been happy that his father was a Divine Knight, but suddenly terrible news arrived. His parents, Long Xingyu and Bai Yue, were both leaving for the main hall of the Knights' Temple, leaving Long Haochen behind. Oh no, not alone—after all, Ye Ling was still here.
Long Haochen was very reluctant, but he did not say much. Though unwilling, under persuasion he chose to let go and allowed Long Xingyu and Bai Yue to leave.
"When you join the Demon Hunt Squad, perhaps we will still meet again," Long Xingyu said firmly as he looked at Long Haochen. He truly wished to bring his son along, but he could not. The matters he needed to accomplish could not involve Long Haochen.
Besides, if his son stayed with him all the time, how could Long Haochen grow? Without pressure, where would motivation come from? As for safety—wasn't Ye Ling here?
"Father." Long Haochen sighed. He truly wanted to insist on following, but the situation would not allow it. Or rather, he could not. The upbringing and teachings he had received never permitted him to do such a thing.
"Ye Ling, I will entrust Haochen to you from now on." Long Xingyu patted Ye Ling's head as he spoke.
Hearing this, Ye Ling nodded. Such responsibility he would bear.
Yet he recalled something. According to his memory, after returning, Long Xingyu would go to fight Anan. The final outcome was uncertain, but it was known Long Xingyu would be wounded and would never return to the Knights' Temple. Until the end, it seemed Bai Yue waited alone, her heart left empty.
Because Long Xingyu did not know how to face her. Such a matter was unacceptable.
"Teacher Xingyu, though these words may seem unnecessary, I still wish to say them." Ye Ling suddenly spoke, looking at Long Xingyu.
"What is it?" Long Xingyu was puzzled.
"If there is doubt in your heart, do not bury it within. Prolonged silence becomes illness. If there is confusion, ask it openly, speak it clearly. Even if the outcome is not as hoped, it will ease your heart. At the very least, you will remain true to yourself." Ye Ling spoke earnestly, his expression calm, as if it were simply a blessing.
But words spoken with intent are received with intent.
Long Xingyu seemed to understand somewhat. His face stiffened slightly, but he did not say more. He simply nodded quietly and replied, "Naturally so."
After speaking, he turned away, spread his wings, and left with Bai Yue, planning to return to the Knights' Temple. In the current situation, if they remained here, trouble would surely come.
Anan could appear at any moment, and if he did, things would become dire.
Watching Long Xingyu and Bai Yue depart, Long Haochen stood frozen, not knowing what to say. In past battles against countless magical beasts, when torn apart by their fangs, he had never cried. Yet now, tears streamed down his face.
He wept bitterly.
Ye Ling did not go forward to comfort him. This was something Long Haochen had to experience. It would temper him, make him steadier.
This was also the first forging of the Son of Light, the glorious leader, the Divine Knight Long Haochen.
And all Ye Ling could do was push the current slightly forward. As for other matters, wanting to do more would be difficult.
Just then, a system notification echoed in his mind.
[Detected person of great destiny {Long Haochen}, sign-in available.]
"Sign in," Ye Ling said inwardly.
[Sign-in successful. Host has obtained the Spirit Furnace of the God of Light, capable of growing into the divine artifact, the Necklace of the God of Light.]
"The Spirit Furnace of the God of Light—what a fine gift. To think it would grant this! It can even feed back inner spiritual energy, and the Necklace of the God of Light is also excellent, its effects remarkable. Truly fitting for Haochen, the protagonist!"
Ye Ling murmured softly.
The reward from this sign-in was truly excellent. Very soon, he activated the Spirit Furnace of the God of Light, beginning to nurture it within his body.
As for the Necklace of the God of Light, he hung it directly around his neck. Due to his spiritual power, it immediately rose to the level of a glorious-grade piece of equipment. The aura it released was so comfortable that even Ye Ling, with one hundred points of innate inner spiritual power, felt a soothing sensation. Truly remarkable.
Its effects were outstanding, in no way inferior to the Spirit Furnace of the God of Light or the Angelic Holy Sword. At its current stage, it already held several abilities within it, an extraordinary artifact indeed. For Ye Ling, it was undeniably wonderful.
"After some use, when it is no longer needed, it will still serve other purposes," Ye Ling murmured again, already forming plans.
He then turned to look at Long Haochen. Once the boy had calmed down, Ye Ling walked to his side, patted his shoulder, and offered comfort.
The push he had intended was already complete. He could not let Long Haochen remain stuck in grief; what if he became trapped in a dead end of despair? Though the chance was small, precaution was necessary.
"After two and a half years, when the Demon Hunt Tournament begins, I will take you to see Teacher Xingyu and Aunt Bai Yue. There is no need to be so downcast," Ye Ling said.
In his memory, the letter from Long Xingyu demanded not merely participation in the Demon Hunt Squad but reaching the level of a seventh-rank Temple Knight. Yet Ye Ling had no intention of following that requirement. He already had his own plan of action.
"Where will we go next?" Long Haochen asked seriously, no longer dwelling on his parents' departure, but looking at Ye Ling instead.
"Naturally, to the Bright Moon Sub-Hall. We will stay there for some time. It is the most suitable place for us now," Ye Ling replied.
"Alright, then I'll follow your lead, Brother Ye," Long Haochen nodded.
Soon, Ye Ling held Cai'er's hand and brought Long Haochen along, leaving Odin Town behind. There was still much to do.
Before long, they arrived at the gates of the Bright Moon Sub-Hall.
Without even presenting a token, Ye Ling was immediately recognized and allowed entry. Such was his reputation here. Ever since he had turned the tide by defeating Wang Yuanyuan, his influence within the Bright Moon Sub-Hall had soared. Once only modestly known, he had become a celebrated knight overnight.
Though he had not spent much time in the temple over the past year, legends about him still spread everywhere.
As he stepped inside, a valiant figure appeared from afar. Upon seeing Ye Ling, she grew visibly excited and overjoyed.
After all, Ye Ling had said he would return in a month, yet here he was after only a single day. Truly a pleasant surprise. Hopefully, he would not leave again but remain here.
Li Xin did not say much but quickly rushed over. From the information she had gathered, Ye Ling and the others had just come from Odin Town, one of the first battlefronts. Knowing Ye Ling's character, he would never sit idly by. Surely, he had fought.
Without hesitation, she began checking him over, ignoring the others nearby. She needed to confirm his condition.
If anything had happened to him, she would be heartbroken.
Only after a moment did she finally nod in satisfaction. "Not bad. Not only alive, but lively as ever. Little brother, you do have some strength after all."
Seeing Li Xin's concern warmed Ye Ling's heart. He smiled. "Of course. They were only wolf demons. Even if I stood before the Wolf Demon God, he would not be able to harm me in the slightest."
"You're always boasting." Li Xin rolled her eyes. That was a demon god, at least at the peak of the eighth rank.
But then, she recalled what Uncle Nalan had said—that golden light seen that day was the radiance of a Divine Throne, specifically the Throne of Slaughter. If that person had truly been present, perhaps Ye Ling was not exaggerating.
She looked at Ye Ling and asked, "Could it be that the ninth-rank powerhouse was a Divine Knight?"
"Indeed." Ye Ling nodded.
"Slaughter and Judgment? Long Xingyu?" Li Xin was stunned. If it was truly him…
"Teacher Xingyu's full name is indeed Long Xingyu," Ye Ling confirmed.
Li Xin was dumbfounded.
She should have returned with Ye Ling that day. Not only would it have been safer, she could have seen the Throne of Slaughter with her own eyes.
For a Retribution Knight, such a throne held immense allure.
How envious she felt!
(End of Chapter)
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