Chapter 852 - 331: The Kingship Decided
Seeing the two crucial divine stones taken out by the strong man from the Sky Domain, the Family Head of the Lu family smiled again. Indeed, he had the upper hand all along! The symbol of a Sky Domain expert is indeed reliable!
In response, Ancestor Lin Kong also cheerfully accepted the two divine stones and then looked at Lu Hong: "Do you have any more?"
Seeing the provocative look of the Sky Domain expert, Lu Hong nodded towards Ancestor Lin Kong: "Coincidentally, I also intended to collect a few, but for the Yang family, I’ll contribute them!"
With that, he took out two more divine stones from his Space Ring, once again surpassing the Lu family.
What the heck?!
Seeing the divine stones taken out by Lu Hong, Lu Huairen cursed internally.
Meanwhile, the Sky Domain expert also frowned at this moment. He still had eight divine stones in his hands. Although he could take them out to suppress the opponent, doing so would render his tedious efforts in the secret realm worthless, and Ancestor Lin Kong’s useless Divine Artifacts couldn’t compare to the value of divine stones.
As for Ancestor Lin Kong, he was well aware that these two individuals still had a stash of divine stones in their pockets and was eager for them to compete and offer all their divine stones to him.
Hence, Ancestor Lin Kong instigated: "What’s this? The pride of the Bashan family from the Sky Domain, overshadowed by others?"
The Sky Domain expert glanced at Ancestor Lin Kong but said nothing.
On the side, Lu Family Head Lu Huairen urged anxiously, "Bashan Luo, if you have more divine stones, please bring them out, and my Lu family will compensate you for these losses!"
Hearing Lu Huairen’s words, Bashan Luo sneered internally. Could the value of divine stones truly be compensated by the Lu family?
"No more." Bashan Luo shook his head.
Seeing the opponent unwilling to hand over the divine stones, Ancestor Lin Kong regretted it, and thus announced, "In this round of battle, the Yang family wins. From tomorrow onwards, Yang family will govern all military and political affairs in the Lin’an World, and Yang Lin shall be enfeoffed as King of Lin’an!"
"Congratulations," the Family Head of the Xu family congratulated Yang Lin and then turned and left.
Lu Huairen gritted his teeth: "Fine! Fine, King of Lin’an, congratulations to you!"
Saying that, he stormed off from the dimension.
After announcing the results, Ancestor Lin Kong again addressed Lu Hong and the others: "As agreed, you can choose divine objects from my treasury, who wants to join me?"
Lu Hong looked at Tian Shengwu and Yang Suxin: "You guys go ahead, I won’t be involved."
With that, Lu Hong brought Song Qingyan to Yang Lin’s side: "Congratulations, King of Lin’an!"
"Haha, thank you, thank you." Yang Lin, now the King of Lin’an, was overjoyed. He also knew that his success was entirely due to Lu Hong’s help, so his attitude towards Lu Hong improved greatly.
"By the way, who’s this young lady by your side...?"
"Rescued from the White Kill Secret Realm. She looked pitiful, so I brought her back. Is it okay if she stays at your residence for a couple of days?"
"No problem, no problem, she can stay as long as she wants."
"Then could we return first?"
"No problem." Yang Lin immediately opened the Teleportation Gate, sending Lu Hong away.
This lad brought back a beautiful woman, so he probably won’t be interested in my daughter anymore. It’s just as well; I can let my daughter out and show her the true face of this Lu Hong so her worried old father can relax.
Through the Teleportation Gate, Lu Hong and Song Qingyan arrived at the residence of the Southern Courtyard.
He casually pointed to a room inside: "Stay wherever you like. Choose any you prefer; I’ll fetch you some magic power-restoring potions."
Song Qingyan nodded without being overly polite.
In this world, having power is the only way to feel secure.
Shortly after, Lu Hong returned from the Yang family logistics with a large number of Magic Potions, tossing them all to Song Qingyan.
With the Magic Potions in hand, Song Qingyan felt somewhat disdainful at their low quality, unworthy of her refined palate.
Nevertheless, Song Qingyan did not refuse Lu Hong’s good intentions and reluctantly downed the Magic Potion, beginning her meditation.
After three days of recovery, Song Qingyan regained some confidence, no longer worried about her self-preservation.
Subsequently, Song Qingyan took out her communication device connecting to the Palace of Darkness, infusing it with magic power.
After a long wait, the communication device responded, and then a flow of divine power replenished the device’s energy, sparing Song Qingyan’s magic power consumption.
"Qingyan, what exactly happened in the White Kill Secret Realm? Why did so many prodigies perish?"
"Master!"
Upon hearing the ethereal voice of the Hall Master of the Palace of Darkness, Song Qingyan immediately straightened up and said, "I was ambushed in the White Kill Secret Realm by the Zhang family, Hu family, Yin family, and forces of the Flames World, almost losing my life."
"What?!"
On hearing Song Qingyan’s words, the other side of the communication device immediately became furious: "They have some nerve! Rest assured, Qingyan, I will seek justice for you!"
Upon hearing this, Song Qingyan continued, "It was someone named Lu Hong who saved me from their encirclement array, and he didn’t just save me once."
"Hmm? Tell me in detail."
With the Hall Master of the Palace of Darkness maintaining the communication’s power consumption, Song Qingyan wasn’t in a hurry, and proceeded to recount the events related to Cangtian Divine Master.
"Cangtian Divine Master! Primordial God Master!" Hearing Song Qingyan’s account, even the Hall Master of the Palace of Darkness was taken aback. This was truly shocking, as the Primordial Era’s ruler had been long lost to time. The information they possessed could undoubtedly alter the current Nine Domains just by sharing any secret.
"Qingyan, you mentioned that Lu Hong fought Cangtian Divine Master alone, and then Cangtian fled from battle?"
"Yes."
"Did you witness this firsthand?"
Song Qingyan shook her head slightly: "Everyone was injured by the aftermath at the time and fainted, so I only heard it from Lu Hong. I didn’t actually see it."
"Alright, I understand your report. Besides, where are you now?"
"In Lin’an World of the Constant Domain."
"Constant Domain?" The Hall Master of the Palace of Darkness paused, wondering why she’d ended up in such a remote place.
"I understand. Protect yourself in the coming days. I will come to take you back soon."
Saying that, the Hall Master of the Palace of Darkness ended their communication.
Song Qingyan packed up the communication device, disabled the shielding array, and walked out of the room.
She looked up to see Lu Hong, Tian Shengwu, Yang Suxin, and Yang Xiuxiu having hot pot barbecue in the living room.
Seeing Song Qingyan emerge from the room, Lu Hong quickly called out, "Come, come, you’re just in time. Want some?"
Honestly, it had been ages since Song Qingyan had eaten anything. She had grown tired of exotic delicacies and, with a top-tier Third Transition cultivation, had long since practiced fasting.
Yet, this time, she smelled an unfamiliar yet delightful aroma from the hot pot and barbecue in front of her.
"What are these...?" Song Qingyan approached, puzzled.
"Skewers, lamb skewers, they’re so good! You don’t know how much effort I put into making cumin seasoning,"
Lu Hong said, handing a freshly grilled lamb skewer to Song Qingyan.
Initially wanting to discard the greasy-looking lamb skewer, Song Qingyan found herself inexplicably drawn to the aroma and cautiously took a bite against her cleanliness-obsessed instincts.
The flavor burst in her mouth.
In that brief moment, Song Qingyan was conquered by the lamb skewer, her eyes sparkling as she asked Lu Hong, "Are... are there more?"
"Plenty,"
Lu Hong said, handing her a bunch of lamb skewers from the grill.
After eating the lamb skewers, Song Qingyan’s eyes landed on the hot pot Lu Hong was stirring.
"What’s that?"
"Hot pot, really tasty stuff. Want to try?" Lu Hong handed Song Qingyan a bowl and chopsticks: "Everything’s already cooked in, just fish out whatever you fancy."
"Sure." Song Qingyan nodded, scooping out some items randomly and eating them.
Delicious!
It was entirely different from the exotic delicacies she used to have, a peppery delight that only increased her appetite.
The flavor of the hot pot and skewers created by Lu Hong was so amazing that the group had no time for conversations, focusing entirely on devouring the feast before them.
Only Lu Hong remained leisurely relaxed; since he’d mastered the recipe, he could have them at any time and didn’t need to make a big deal out of a single meal.
At this moment, someone knocked on the courtyard gate: "Lord Lu Hong, are you inside? Your Majesty wishes to discuss something with you."