Chapter 450: Chapter 450: Attitude!
In no ti, news of Yang Ming and Wang Pingchuan kneeling at the Dragon Gate spread throughout the Sect. Everyone was discussing the matter. In the hearts of the Jinglei Sect disciples, Long Chen’s status skyrocketed.
Now that Shi Tongtian had been defeated by Long Chen, everyone was secretly wondering just how intense a fight between Long Chen and their young master would be, and who the ultimate victor would be. Of course, they only dared to discuss such things in private and would never speak of them openly.
As for what was happening outside, Long Chen had no ti to pay it any mind. He was focused on healing Long Xin.
After forcefully resisting Lei Changshan’s blow, Long Xin’s ridians had suffered extrely severe damage. Speeding up their recovery would require so of Long Chen’s ti and energy. Long Chen had already given Long Xin an Elixir Pill to take. Now, he began to circulate the battle qi in his body, slowly infusing it into hers to enhance the pill’s effects.
In the blink of an eye, a day had passed. Long Chen had been healing Long Xin the entire ti, not stopping for a single mont. Finally, under his treatnt, Long Xin’s once paper-white face gradually returned to a normal color. Her damaged ridians also showed signs of improvent.
Long Chen slowly retracted his battle qi and let out a long breath of turbid air.
The mont she recovered, Long Xin worriedly asked, "Brother, how are you feeling?"
"I’m fine, just a bit drained." Long Chen shook his head, then took an Elixir Pill from his Storage Ring and swallowed it. Seconds later, he had fully recovered.
He reminded Long Xin, "You’ve only just recovered, so you need to rest quietly for the next few days. Don’t use your battle qi recklessly, or you might cause yourself discomfort."
"Got it." Long Xin nodded and smiled. "This injury was worth it."
"How so?" Long Chen looked at her curiously.
Long Xin smiled and said, "At least I successfully passed the examination, didn’t I? Now, I can join you in the Domain Alliance competition."
Hearing this, Long Chen’s heart grew heavy. He suddenly recalled what Tang Le had said, and a mix of complex feelings washed over him. He stroked Long Xin’s head. "Silly girl, I will never leave you, no matter what. So, don’t feel any pressure. As long as you’re safe and sound, that’s all that matters. Do you understand?"
"Alright." Long Xin nodded and snuggled against Long Chen’s shoulder.
After a mont, Long Chen stood up. "You should rest. Call
if you need anything."
"Got it," Long Xin nodded obediently.
After leaving the room, Long Chen found Tang Le in a pavilion. At that mont, Tang Le was lounging in a rocking chair, holding a jug of wine and pouring it directly into his mouth, looking utterly content.
Suddenly, a voice reached his ears. "Enjoying the good life, aren’t we?"
Tang Le turned his head and saw Long Chen approaching. He smiled slightly and tossed a jug of wine toward him.
Long Chen reached out and caught the jug firmly. He opened the lid and took a large swig.
GULP.
"Good wine!" Long Chen praised, then sat down beside Tang Le. "Why are you drinking alone out here?"
"What else am I supposed to do?" Tang Le retorted. "With you two gone, I’m about to grow mold from boredom. There’s no fun at all."
Long Chen chuckled at that. He knew Tang Le wasn’t fond of cultivation, so drinking was a quick way for him to pass the ti.
Tang Le then asked, "Is Long Xin alright now?"
"She’s fine," Long Chen shook his head in response.
"That’s good." Tang Le knew there would be no issues with Long Chen handling the healing. He suddenly rembered sothing and said, "By the way, those two guys are still kneeling at the entrance."
"Hm? They haven’t left yet?" Long Chen asked, surprised.
"Nope." Tang Le grinned. "They said they absolutely must see you; otherwise, they’ll kneel there forever. Seriously, you’ve got so real clout. I bet you’re the only one in this entire Sect with the power to make them kneel so willingly."
With that, Long Chen headed toward the entrance.
「anwhile.」
Yang Ming and Wang Pingchuan were still kneeling. After so long, a numb pain throbbed in their knees.
Wang Pingchuan glanced at Yang Ming. "I’m just fulfilling my part of the bet. You don’t have to stay here this long, do you?"
"My business is none of your concern," Yang Ming responded coldly. "I’ll kneel here for as long as I want."
Hearing this, Wang Pingchuan’s mouth twitched. He hadn’t expected Yang Ming to be so shaless. Seeing that Yang Ming had made his stance clear, Wang Pingchuan said no more.
Yang Ming shot a sideways glance at Wang Pingchuan. How could I not know Wang Pingchuan wants
gone? That way, he’d have a better chance to latch onto Long Chen’s coattails. There’s no way I’m letting him get what he wants so easily. If anyone’s going to succeed, it’s going to be !
Just then, a figure suddenly appeared before them. Upon seeing Long Chen finally arrive, both Wang Pingchuan and Yang Ming’s faces lit up with excitent.
"Boss!" Wang Pingchuan called out respectfully, knowing his place.
Seeing this, Yang Ming followed suit. "Boss!"
Long Chen looked at them coolly. "What are you still doing kneeling here?"
Wang Pingchuan quickly replied, "I already swore yesterday that I would follow your every command! From now on, I’m your man!"
Yang Ming hurriedly chid in, "I’m also willing to be your follower! I’ll do whatever you ask. I’ll even place the entire Baiyue Sect at your disposal!"
Long Chen spoke indifferently, "Being my follower isn’t so simple."
"I’d walk through a mountain of blades or a sea of fire without hesitation!" Wang Pingchuan declared.
"Fine," Long Chen replied. "In that case, cripple one of your arms first. Show
just how sincere you are."
Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Pingchuan slamd his right hand onto his left arm.
CRACK!
With the crisp sound of breaking bone, Wang Pingchuan’s left arm was instantly crippled, left to dangle limply at his side.
Seeing this, Yang Ming’s eyes twitched. Damn it! To suck up to Long Chen, that Wang Pingchuan has gone completely insane!
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