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"You little bastard, are you looking for death?"
Yue Shan's eyes burned with rage. He had already suffered at the hands of those two useless siblings before, and now he was being humiliated by Chen Li and Shen Qingyue's mocking banter. How could he endure this?
These two little brats dared to ride on his head and act wild, thinking he was a soft persimmon from the Holy Spirit Palace? He rolled up his sleeves, feeling the intense fluctuations of Vital Energy within him, surrounded by Spiritual Energy, ready to show Chen Li and Shen Qingyue what he was capable of.
At that moment, Chen Ming, who had been silent, finally spoke. "Brother Yue, please calm down." He leisurely adjusted his sleeves, a meaningful smile playing at the corners of his mouth. This was not a place to teach useless people a lesson.
Though only eight years old, there was an air of maturity about him that belied his age. His narrow eyes sparkled with shrewdness, making others wary of underestimating him.
Hearing this, Yue Shan's eyes flickered with a hint of fear and respect. He quickly replied, "Yes."
As he spoke, he slowly relaxed his fists and shot a fierce glare at Chen Li and Shen Qingyue. "Consider yourselves lucky!"
Chen Ming then turned his gaze toward Chen Li and Shen Qingyue, a playful smile growing on his lips. "Big brother, big sister, long time no see. Hope you’ve been well?"
Chen Li and Shen Qingyue looked at Chen Ming's feigned sincerity and nearly retched. Although they were half-siblings by blood, this insufferable younger brother was more venomous than a viper and more ruthless than a wolf. Despite his young age, he shared the same cunning as their Scumbag Dad. Now he pretended to be so close; there was definitely no good intention behind it!
"Thanks to you, I'm still alive," Chen Li coldly replied, choosing not to say more.
"Well then, that's good," Chen Ming said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. Meanwhile, his fingertips discreetly flicked out an invisible talisman. The chilling aura it emitted was completely concealed.
If it weren't for Chen Li's impressive Divine Soul Power, it would have been difficult to detect.
The invisible Spirit Seal transformed into a black arrowhead adorned with sharp black barbs that radiated a chilling light. Clearly, if this Spirit Seal struck someone, it would not be an easy injury to bear.
With a cold snort, Chen Li raised her hand and pressed down hard towards the direction of the Spirit Seal. Her invisible Vital Energy transformed into a heavenly hand that gripped fiercely, crushing the Spirit Seal into oblivion.
Tension suddenly filled the air between the two individuals. The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect and the Golden Sun Sect watched coldly from the sidelines, showing no intention of intervening. After all, the internal strife within the Imperial Academy and the Holy Spirit Palace could only benefit their own sects.
At that moment, a loud crash echoed through the previously silent palace, as if a slumbering dragon had finally awakened after a millennium. The deafening sound reverberated in everyone's ears, causing their blood to surge and their faces to turn pale.
"Who dares disturb my temple?" A voice, aged yet commanding, resonated from deep within the palace, enveloping the entire space with an overwhelming pressure.
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines, their bodies trembling involuntarily. Each person was taken aback, glancing up at the resplendent palace. If not for their sheer willpower, they would have likely knelt down right then and there.
The pressure eased slightly as the grand doors of the palace slowly opened. A blinding light shot out from within, illuminating the entire sky.
"You are all prodigies of the Tian Yuan Continent; thus, I have brought you here." The voice echoed again, carrying an indescribable weight of time and depth. "I wonder if you would be willing to lend me your strength?"
The crowd exchanged glances, unsure of who this voice belonged to or what kind of assistance was being requested. They had no idea what agreeing to help might entail.
"Senior, may I ask who you are?" Xiao Ling mustered her courage to inquire.
"I am the Ancient Sage, Tai Xu Zhenzi," came the calm reply. "I once exerted all my strength to suppress the Demon King and Demon Heart here. Now, the Demon Heart stirs with intent to break my seal; therefore, I need your assistance."
Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback. They had not expected this ancient being to bring them here seeking their help.
"Senior, what do you require us to do?" Ye Qingyun from the Heavenly Dao Sect asked respectfully.
"I need you to channel the Four Saints' Power to destroy the Demon Heart and eradicate the demon race!" Tai Xu Zhenzi's voice rang out once more.
The expressions on everyone's faces turned grim. The Saint's Realm was a place where one could ascend to higher realms; each individual there was a formidable power in their own right. Yet this Tai Xu Zhenzi expected them to summon the Four Saints? It felt like a pipe dream!
"Old man, do you even know what you're saying?" Shen Qingyue couldn't help but roll her eyes, her delicate face filled with disdain. "Those are four great Saints, not just four carrots that can be summoned at will! If you have something to say, just say it without beating around the bush!"
As soon as she spoke those words, Tai Xu Zhenzi's expression changed drastically, and his pressure intensified once again.
Instantly, everyone felt as if an invisible mountain had descended upon them, making it hard to breathe and threatening to crush their bones.
Panic spread among them; except for Chen Li, nearly everyone shot fierce glares at Shen Qingyue, resenting her for stirring trouble and dragging them into this predicament.
"Impudent! How dare you show disrespect to Tai Xu Senior!" Yue Shan shouted angrily, pointing a finger at Shen Qingyue. "You little brat! How dare you act so recklessly! Kneel down and apologize to Tai Xu Senior at once!"
Shen Qingyue's brows furrowed in defiance as she pouted her lips and retorted without backing down: "Who do you think you are? How dare you point fingers at me? I'm your ancestor!"
Yue Shan was left speechless by Shen Qingyue's sharp retorts, her face turning a deep shade of anger as she trembled with rage, wishing she could slap the sharp-tongued girl into silence.
"Enough!" Chen Ming suddenly interjected, cutting through the farce. He shot a sidelong glance at Shen Qingyue, a flicker of malice in his eyes, before turning to the depths of the palace and respectfully saying, "Senior, please calm your anger. Shen Qingyue's words have nothing to do with us; we ask for your forgiveness."
"Hmph!" Tai Xu Zhenzi snorted coldly, the pressure in the room slightly easing but still enveloping everyone. "Old Madam has limited time and no patience for your nonsense. Old Madam can tell you how to harness the Four Saints' Power, but you must promise Old Madam that after you successfully destroy the Demon Heart, you will assist Old Madam in reconstructing her Flesh."
The crowd exchanged glances, hesitation evident in their hearts.
Setting aside whether they could even harness the Four Saints' Power, even if they could, helping a fragment of a soul to regain its form was no simple task. Making such a promise to a figure like her was fraught with peril; failure could lead to death or worse—complete annihilation of their souls.
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