Lin Chen nodded, not denying the matter.
If the Divine Race truly refuses to let go of the dragon veins, a god-human war will inevitably break out again sooner or later.
Ning Ye also took a long ti to digest before accepting this reality.
Among the nine dragon veins, there is also one in the Southern Territory, but it is managed by a prominent family in the Celestial Capital, which is very far from Jiuxing City.
Therefore, Lin Chen returned this ti to advise Ning Ye that if a war truly breaks out, they should avoid approaching the Dragon Vein Land, as it will surely beco the center of the storm.
"Alright, I will rember."
Ning Ye nodded solemnly, deeply aware that this matter concerns the survival of the entire city.
They talked a lot, and upon learning that Lin Chen returned to seek reinforcents this ti, Ning Ye said with regret, "If only I had such strength."
Having said so, Ning Ye wanted to send the old ancestor of the Ning Family to assist, believing that even a small contribution would help.
But Lin Chen ultimately declined politely.
Currently, the power in Jiuxing City is already weak, and the old ancestor of the Ning Family needs to stay here to ensure peace in the area; otherwise, the prosperity achieved over these three years might vanish in an instant.
Ning Ye eventually nodded in agreent, and he also decided to personally accompany Lin Chen to South City to et President Chen Ming.
After having a simple al at the Ning Family, the two set off imdiately.
During their journey, Lin Chen learned that Jiuxing City had reford its system, consolidating all forces into one alliance, nad the Jiuxing Alliance.
This Jiuxing Alliance encompassed the major families within the city as well as the Monster Hunter Branch, with the objective of concentrating power to collectively protect Jiuxing City.
A week later, Lin Chen and Ning Ye, weary from travel, finally arrived at the southern core—South City.
...
Zhuishen Mountains
Divine Race Headquarters.
Xuanyuan Zhou finally awaited the return of the Ancient Race.
Upon seeing the exhaustion, wounds, and the unconcealable frustration and gloom on Gu Feng’s group, the last thread of hope in his heart disappeared completely, confirming the news of the Ancient Race’s defeat with his own eyes.
In the tent, Gu Feng almost gritted his teeth as he briefly recounted the course of the battle, especially the variables brought by Lin Chen, Qin Shaoshao, and Lee Zhen’s Phoenix Arm, and the heavy losses suffered.
"Celestial Spirit Body, Divine and Demonic Power, Phoenix Arm?"
Xuanyuan Zhou tapped the tabletop lightly, his tone carrying an indefinable intrigue, "Gu Feng, you Ancient Race have really disgraced yourselves this ti."
"That Phoenix Arm, if I recall correctly, is one of the supre opportunities secretly passed down by your Ancient Race, right?"
"And a Human Race kid managed to acquire it and turn it against you?"
Hearing these words, Gu Feng’s forehead veins popped, his surrounding spiritual power unstable, the searing anger almost uncontrollable.
He stared fiercely at Xuanyuan Zhou, saying coldly:
"Xuanyuan Zhou! Stop making sarcastic remarks here! That Spirit Academy is far more troubleso than we anticipated!"
"If it were your Xuanyuan family, the result may not be much better!"
"When discussing who would go and eliminate the Spirit Academy before, our Xuanyuan family did not shy away, but your Ancient Race volunteered, citing the Gu Cennan incident as a reason," Xuanyuan Zhou retorted imdiately.
Hearing the words Gu Cennan, Gu Feng’s pupils dilated in rage, unable to hide his anger any longer.
Xuanyuan Zhou, seeing Gu Feng truly angered, wisely backed down, smiled to diffuse the tension, and said, "Indeed, my words were inappropriate. Now we should be more united and first resolve the matter of the dragon veins."
"Since you have returned, it’s just right."
"Tomorrow is the agreed formal negotiation day. We should see the Celestial Capital’s attitude first."
"This matter concerns the future of our Divine Race!"
Gu Feng let out a cold snort, falling silent, but the murderous intent and humiliation in his eyes showed no sign of diminishing.
....
South City
Monster Hunter Guild Headquarters.
President Chen Ming, upon hearing of Lin Chen’s return, personally ca out to greet him.
Seeing Lin Chen, his eyes were filled with amazent, but more so with an expression that said, "Just as expected."
"I had only heard rumors of the Spirit Academy battle from informal channels; I didn’t expect them to be true."
Chen Ming led Lin Chen and Ning Ye into the hall, gesturing for them to sit, "Vice President Lin, at the Spirit Academy, with your Divine Bull, managed to slay a Divine Venerable of the Ancient Race and force back formidable foes. Such feats make one’s blood boil just hearing about them!"
Lin Chen was slightly taken aback, not expecting the news to spread so fast, but now that the Monster Hunter Guild had regained its strength and with Chen Ming as the president, the speed of information wasn’t surprising.
The matter of the Spirit Academy was so significant; that Chen Ming knew wasn’t surprising.
He imdiately smiled wryly and said, "Looks like the president already knows a few things."
"Just heard a bit. I attended that secret eting in the Celestial Capital earlier, so I’m aware of what the ergence of the Divine Race ans." Chen Ming’s expression turned grave, "I’d appreciate it if you could explain the details of the Spirit Academy battle and the current situation to in depth."
Lin Chen then recounted the negotiations with the Divine Race, the Ancient Race’s assault, the bloody battle at the Spirit Academy, and the currently perilous situation in its entirety.
After listening, Chen Ming sat in silence for a long ti, tapping his fingers on the table unconsciously, finally taking a deep breath and saying heavily, "It seems Zhong Nan’s departure has left lasting effects."
Lin Chen nodded silently.
The root of everything seed to vaguely point to Zhong Nan’s departure.
First, there were demon beasts, and then the Divine Race.
It seed as if Zhong Nan’s departure was akin to pulling the stabilizing force from the Dragon Palace, unleashing all the monsters and demons.
Chen Ming looked out at the bustling scene of South City through the window, his voice carrying a trace of imperceptible fatigue and worry:
"Only last ti, we could rely on the Immortal Venerable Bai Ling to turn the tide for peace. Can we really hold on this ti?"
Sighing deeply, Chen Ming then looked up and said, "Am I being overly pessimistic?"
Lin Chen smiled wryly, "Such is the reality of the matter."
Chen Ming looked at Lin Chen and said, "It seems you didn’t return this ti just to seek refuge."
"Of course," Lin Chen also looked at him and replied, "It seems President Chen has guessed my purpose for returning?"
Chen Ming didn’t spell it out but said:
"Though you are an elder of the Spirit Academy, you are also the vice president of the Southern Monster Hunter Guild. At this ti, you need to consider not only from the Spirit Academy’s perspective but also from the Monster Hunter Guild’s standpoint."
"Do you think we should fight or not?"
Lin Chen pondered this question for a long ti before saying, "While I did return with a heart to protect the Spirit Academy, I understand the essential goal of the Academy: the dragon veins must absolutely not be ceded."
"Once the dragon veins are lost, the future of the Human Race is uncertain."
"The nature of the Monster Hunter Guild, albeit established to combat demon beasts, views such Divine Race as nothing less than another form of demon."
"The Great Elder said, ’Better to shatter and not be made whole again.’"
Hearing this phrase, thinking back to the Great Elder’s words at the secret eting, a sense of respect grew in Chen Ming’s pupils. He nodded and said:
"We cultivators indeed should not shy away from a fight."
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