"Hall Master"
When Long Chen approached the Hall Master, he found the Hall Master packing his luggage, carefully gathering the cultivation items used in the main hall. By the time Long Chen arrived, the hall was almost emptied.
"You're back! I thought you were going to get tangled up with that bunch of boring guys for a long time. That's fine, no need for me to rush you. Hurry up and get ready. We're about to leave, and you won't have time to heal." The Hall Master nodded when he saw Long Chen.
"What happened at the main hospital? Are you in such a hurry to send us back? "Long Chen couldn't help but ask.
"I'm not entirely sure. It seems related to your generation. I heard that at the main academy, eighteen realm gates have opened, and the situation is much more chaotic than here." The Hall Master said as he packed his things.
"Eighteen Realm Gates?" Long Chen was startled. After leaving Ming Hao Tian, he never cared about the main academy again.
He never expected that Nie Yingtian only had two realm gates, while Ming Haotian had as many as eighteen. How chaotic must Ming Haotian be?
At the same time, Long Chen felt a stir in his heart. From Ming Hao Heaven, to Ziyan Heaven, and now to Nie Ying Tian, these worlds were growing stronger and stronger. Previously, Long Chen didn't understand why the headquarters of Lingxiao Academy was in Ming Hao Heaven and not in Nie Ying Tian. Now, Long Chen seemed to understand something.
Long Chen had always thought Nie Yingtian was the core of the world, but it seemed he was still too naive. Some things were not as simple as they appeared on the surface.
"Hall Master, if you leave, what will happen to the red-haired monster? If it comes out seeking revenge, no one in our academy can stop it. Long Chen couldn't help but say.
"Don't worry, both it and that Golden-Haired Tianhou have their heads broken. Without three or five years, they won't be able to recover.
Besides, our departure was a secret—it had no idea. Besides, even if it did, it wouldn't matter—I'm not the only one in the academy who could take its life. The Hall Master smiled faintly.
Long Chen was startled. Judging by the Hall Master's tone, there were terrifying experts inside the academy, and even he didn't know about it. They were hiding way too deeply.
"Hurry back and pack your things. We'll be heading out soon. This time, the order came personally from Lord Jingyuan, so don't delay." The Hall Master said solemnly.
Judging by the tone of the Hall Master, he showed great respect for this mysterious old sweeper. The Hall Master, who usually looked down on everyone, dared not show the slightest disrespect to Lord Jingyuan.
Hearing that everything was arranged here, Long Chen felt relieved. Without further inquiry, he returned directly to his residence and had everyone pack their bags.
Within the academy, every Dragonblood Warrior had their own private annex, and all the items they used for cultivation had to be tidied up.
Especially Guo Ran and Xia Chen, who had the most and most tedious stuff, and couldn't ask others for help, or else if things got messy, they'd go crazy.
Fortunately, after Long Chen received the news, he immediately told everyone to start preparing. When Long Chen returned from the Hall Master's place and saw that everyone was almost ready,
By the time the Hall Master arrived, the Dragonblood Legion had already assembled. The Hall Master looked at the neatly assembled Dragonblood warriors, his eyes filled with admiration.
What he admired was not the efficiency of the Dragonblood Legion or their synchronized actions, but rather the fact that they had just gone through a life-and-death battle. Their faces showed fatigue, and many still bore wounds, yet their eyes always shone with a sharp divine light.
Even in a weakened state, their fighting spirit remained undiminished, as if their fighting instinct had been etched deep into their souls. As long as a person lives, they will never give up fighting.
Everyone followed the Hall Master, following a secret passage deep beneath the academy, where there was a teleportation array.
This grand formation was built on the foundation stone. Everyone stood atop it, and the Hall Master activated the formation. The foundation stone slowly lit up, but after waiting for a while, no one felt anything, each looking at each other in confusion.
"Don't be confused. This is inter-dimensional teleportation. It takes some time—at least about an hour—before there will be a response. Just wait quietly." The Hall Master said.
Only then did everyone relax their tense nerves. Hearing that teleportation was impossible for a short time, they simply began healing their wounds here.
"Hall Master, what does this cross-heaven teleportation consume?" Xia Chen couldn't help but ask. He was very curious; he was not yet qualified to access the Cross-Heaven level grand formation.
"What is consumed is fortune," the Hall Master replied.
Everyone's hearts tightened; it was the first time they had heard that such an elusive thing as fortune could actually be used to generate energy.
"Hall Master, I have one question for you. Please don't be angry." Long Chen suddenly asked.
The Hall Master was taken aback: "Go ahead." Long
Chen smiled and said, "People say you are very careful with words and don't like to talk, but after getting to know you, it seems different from the rumors." Hearing
Long Chen suddenly ask such a topic, Bai Shishi kept signaling him with her eyes. The Hall Master was such a serious person—how could he joke around carelessly?
But Long Chen pretended not to notice Bai Shishi's expression and finished speaking, which made Bai Shishi furious.
The Hall Master couldn't help but laugh: "Who told you I was so stingy with words?" Oh, now I remember, it must be that idiot Bai Zhantang. Hearing
the Hall Master call Bai Zhantang an idiot, Bai Shishi and Bai Xiaole felt awkward, but didn't dare argue. After all, their father was the Vice Hall Master, and the Hall Master had the right to say that about him.
"This guy talks to him like playing music to a cow, so I can't be bothered to talk to him."
Maybe over time, he started to think I was too stingy with words. Also, I don't talk much because what I say doesn't make sense to others—it's like talking past a goose and a duck—what's there to say?
But you are different. From you, I see shadows of my youth, the images of my passionate brothers, and memories of the years we fought together. The Hall Master sighed.
"What about your brothers?" Guo Ran spoke bluntly and asked directly. As soon as he spoke, Long Chen sensed trouble, but this guy spoke too fast that he didn't have time to stop him.
Sure enough, a trace of pain appeared in the Hall Master's eyes: "Dead, all dead, I'm the only one left. If it weren't for Lord Jingyuan, I would have died long ago." Long
Chen knew the outcome from Guo Ran's words. With someone as withdrawn as the Hall Master, you could basically deduce his experiences.
However, Long Chen did not expect that the Hall Master's life would be saved by Lord Jingyuan. No wonder the Lord respects Lord Jingyuan so much.
With the Hall Master's response, the atmosphere suddenly grew tense. Guo Ran felt a bit embarrassed, secretly resenting himself for speaking without thinking.
Long Chen quickly spoke up, changing the subject:
"Hall Master, that red-haired monster—is it an immortal powerhouse, or even above immortals?"
Hearing Long Chen's question, everyone immediately perked up and listened intently.