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Chapter 2114: Long Xiaochun

Peerless Medicine God · 第2114章 龙小纯

Hearing Xin Luo's explanation, Qi Chen was startled.

Indeed, that imperial bone was extraordinary!

Given Qi Chen's status, he had naturally seen the imperial bones passed down from his ancestors.

But he had never heard that an imperial bone could suppress bloodlines, leaving the Qilin clan utterly powerless.

Moreover, Qi Zhen was a Heavenly Sovereign powerhouse.

Didn't that mean that as long as Ye Yuan held the imperial bone, he would be invincible against the Qilin clan's Heavenly Sovereigns?

No, this imperial bone must be brought back to the clan!

"Very well, Xin Luo. Our Qilin clan will remember this. Just wait for the wrath of the Qilin clan! Qi Yun, let's go!"

With that, Qi Chen led Qi Yun and the others away, flicking his sleeves.

Xin Luo had anticipated this scene and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It seemed a bloody storm was inevitable.

Thinking of this, Xin Luo couldn't help but feel resentment toward Ye Yuan.

He had vented his anger, but it would drag the entire demon race into war.

After Qi Chen and the others left, Gongyang Lie's figure appeared.

"Lord Gongyang! What should be done about this?" Xin Luo said.

Gongyang Lie's face darkened. "What else can be done? If the Qilin clan comes to demand an explanation, we'll have to hand over Ye Yuan!"

Xin Luo's face changed dramatically. "But... but he is the Sub-Saint!"

Gongyang Lie sneered. "So what if he's the Sub-Saint? You know how powerful the Qilin clan is. Once war breaks out, the entire demon race will suffer heavy losses. Then, can the other races remain stable? Should we plunge the entire demon race into crisis for the sake of one Ye Yuan? I think even if the Saint Ancestor High Priest were here, he would unhesitatingly hand over Ye Yuan. Besides, calling him a Sub-Saint, he's only at the True God realm now. Who knows what the future holds? In the Tongtian Realm, the most valuable thing is geniuses, and the least valuable... is also geniuses!"

Before a genius grows up, he is just a genius.

In the Tongtian Realm, geniuses fall every moment; one more Ye Yuan makes no difference.

Ye Yuan's alchemy strength indeed shocked them, but how could a Heavenly Emperor like Gongyang Lie truly care about a genius?

All his respect for Ye Yuan came from the Saint Ancestor High Priest.

Moreover, Gongyang Lie had his own selfish motives.

Ye Yuan's appearance had already affected High Priest Hong Ling's status in the demon race.

Using the Qilin clan to eliminate Ye Yuan was also a good choice.

Beside him, Xin Luo's expression shifted uncertainly.

This kind of matter was beyond his involvement.

...

As for killing Qi Zhen, Ye Yuan didn't feel much about it.

After returning to his residence, he went into seclusion for ten days and finally completely drove away that icy feeling.

Using the power of Dao patterns could greatly increase his strength, but the side effects were also enormous.

Under normal circumstances, Ye Yuan no longer dared to use Dao patterns.

However, Ye Yuan didn't have much fear of the Qilin clan.

With the Qilin imperial bone, even if an ordinary Heavenly Emperor came, he could directly suppress them.

Ye Yuan increasingly believed in Hao Yu Heavenly Sovereign's words; the powerhouses of the ancient era were truly formidable.

This Qilin imperial bone, after countless ages, still possessed such mighty power.

That kind of bloodline suppression could not be countered unless a top-tier Heavenly Emperor of the Qilin clan came.

According to Ye Yuan's judgment, a mere Qi Zhen shouldn't really provoke a top-tier Heavenly Emperor of the Qilin clan.

Before a Heavenly Emperor, even a Heavenly Sovereign was but an ant.

"My lord, someone is seeking an audience outside," came Ning Tianping's voice from outside the door.

"Who is it?" Ye Yuan went out and asked.

"A little girl with horns on her head. She said she came to thank you," Ning Tianping said.

"Thank me?" Ye Yuan was baffled.

Here, besides Yang Fei'er and Lü'er, he didn't know any little girl with horns on her head.

Arriving at the hall, Ye Yuan indeed saw a little girl with horns on her head. She looked very cute and endearing, bringing joy at first sight.

Seeing this little girl, Ye Yuan felt a very warm and familiar feeling.

"Could it be..."

Just as Ye Yuan was wondering, the little girl had already spotted him. She bounced over to him, opened her big eyes wide, and said with a grin, "Are you the Sub-Saint Ye Yuan? Did you kill Qi Zhen?"

Ye Yuan was about to confirm when the little girl interrupted again, "Hehe, well done! I've long found that Qi Zhen annoying. I came today to say thank you. Oh, and if the Qilin clan dares to trouble you, just drop my name—they won't dare to make things difficult for you! By the way, my name is Xiaochun."

Ye Yuan couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Are you from the Dragon clan?"

Long Xiaochun looked surprised. "Hey, how did you know?"

When demons take human form, they appear in various shapes and colors. Without revealing their aura, it's impossible to tell their race.

But when Ye Yuan saw Long Xiaochun, the dragon bloodline within him stirred restlessly. How could he not understand?

Ye Yuan smiled. "Just a guess. Do you have a grudge against Qi Zhen?"

Long Xiaochun nodded vigorously, like a drumming rattle. "That guy won an alchemy duel against my brother and then flaunted his victory, saying my brother would never surpass him in his lifetime! Pfft, isn't the Qilin clan just relying on their fire laws to have a slight edge in alchemy?"

Ye Yuan nodded inwardly. This fit Qi Zhen's aggressive nature.

Long Xiaochun looked Ye Yuan up and down, very curious. "I heard that Qi Chen made a bet with you, but Qi Zhen didn't dare to accept, canceled the bet on the grounds of absence, and even threatened you, so you killed him. Is that true?"

Ye Yuan nodded. "Indeed."

Long Xiaochun giggled. "That Qi Zhen, always so full of himself! But now, he can't be cocky anymore, hahaha..."

As she laughed, she shook with mirth, clearly very happy.

After laughing, Long Xiaochun patted Ye Yuan's shoulder like a little adult and said smugly, "Remember, if those old geezers from the Qilin clan come to bother you, just drop my name, Long Xiaochun, got it?"

Ye Yuan found it amusing. How could the mighty figures of the Qilin clan be afraid of a little girl like her?

But he couldn't bear to refuse this innocent and lively girl, so he smiled and nodded. "Long Xiaochun, okay, I'll remember."

"Xiaochun!"

"Xiaochun, are you in there?"

Suddenly, an urgent voice came from outside the door.

Long Xiaochun was startled and quickly ran to the back hall.

Before leaving, she turned back and warned Ye Yuan, "Don't say I'm here, got it? Or I'll beat you up!"

Long Xiaochun shook her pink little fist, a threatening look on her face, then slipped into the back hall.

At that moment, a handsome young man strode quickly into the hall.

Seeing Ye Yuan, the young man cupped his hands and said, "Brother, have you by any chance seen a little girl with horns on her head?"

Ye Yuan smiled. "Yes, she's hiding in the back hall."