Divine Seal: I am the Demon God Emperor's beloved granddaughter

Chapter 45 Two of them are worth 37 of you.

Instead, a feeling of warmth arose in my heart.

Perhaps it was just psychological, but Sheng Cai'er felt a long-lost sense of comfort, as if she were soaking in a hot spring.

She began to look forward to the next day.

Meanwhile, after Bai Xi and Long Haochen returned to the hotel, Long Haochen did not immediately begin his cultivation. Instead, he curiously inquired about Sheng Cai'er.

"No, it's been five years. How did you recognize each other?"

Long Haochen just couldn't understand this.

"She recognized us, probably because of our names and the ring on your hand."

Bai Xi didn't keep anyone in suspense and answered immediately.

"As for how I recognized her, you forgot I have a photographic memory. I can remember not only words, moves, and images at a glance, but also her aura..."

"Why don't I have this talent?!"

Long Haochen, who already possessed the ability to remember everything he saw, sensed the difference between those who also had photographic memories, and became somewhat frustrated.

"I can't figure it out. Five years ago, Saint Cai'er couldn't speak, but her eyes were normal. Five years later, she could speak again, but she couldn't see. Could it be that she was injured, which caused her to lose her speech and sight?"

Long Haochen, I shared my guess, and it turned out I was half right.

That's exactly what it means to be injured.

"It's probably due to the injury; maybe she won't be able to hear again next time."

Based on the pulse readings she received, Bai Xi made a haphazard analysis, preparing for the worst.

"Xixi, do you have a way to heal her injuries, and do you plan to treat her?"

Long Haochen asked in a certain tone.

"You overestimate me. Her injuries are severe. I have no chance of healing her until I fully understand the cause. All I can do is alleviate her condition!"

Bai Xi could only sigh and rub her forehead at Long Haochen's trust.

It seems that not only does she have full confidence in Long Haochen, but Long Haochen also has full confidence in her.

The brother and sister are each other's mindless fans.

"That's still amazing. It's obvious that Sheng Cai'er's condition has been going on for a long time, but no one has been able to alleviate it. Unlike our Xi Xi, who has only been with her for a short while and has already come up with a way to alleviate it."

The brainless dragon, Hao Chen, the ultimate sister-obsessed character, is online.

Bai Xi was so flattered by his words that she quickly shooed him away.

"That's enough, that's enough. Go back to your room and cultivate. Quickly stabilize your level one Earth Knight cultivation. It'll be your turn to compete in another match."

After sending Long Haochen back to his room, Bai Xi finally felt that the world was finally peaceful.

With the activation of spiritual power, her own spiritual furnace appeared in her hand.

"Using the spirit furnace as a medicine cauldron, I wonder if there are any others like me."

The small, square spirit furnace in Bai Xi's hand suddenly grew much larger under her mind, as she continued to throw herbs into it.

He used the spirit furnace to refine elixirs.

*

Demon clan, heart city.

At this moment, the portrait, which had been passed up layer by layer, finally reached Fengxiu's hands.

The moment Fengxiu saw the portrait, he immediately understood why his subordinates had gone to such lengths to present it to him.

"So alike, so alike, it's just too alike!"

Upon hearing Fengxiu's words, his other confidants assumed that Fengxiu was referring to the person in the portrait as resembling him.

He couldn't help but feel a little happy, knowing that he would surely be rewarded for presenting this portrait.

Little did he know, Fengxiu was happy because the person in the portrait looked very much like his lost love, his only wife.

"Is this a human professional? What's her name? How old is she?"

Fengxiu quickly discerned something from the similar appearance and asked about the age of the portrait's owner.

Upon hearing this question, the confidant who had just been smug immediately broke out in a cold sweat. "I don't know, I only know that this person should be one of the participants in the Demon Hunter Team selection competition."

"What's the use of you!"

Fengxiu's joy immediately faded considerably.

But he still had a suspicion that the portrait belonged to his granddaughter.

More than a decade ago, when his beloved daughter left the demon realm, wasn't she pregnant?
Only his granddaughter could have such a perfect face.

"Give the order that none of my demons shall harm this woman if they encounter her."

Although the identity of the portrait's owner has not been confirmed, just this face is enough for Feng Xiu to love everything about it and be unwilling to harm it in the slightest.

After thinking for a moment, Fengxiu added another sentence.

"A great reward will be given to anyone who can bring her safely to me."

Whether she is my granddaughter or not, I'll know when I see her.

Unfortunately, there's only one portrait, so finding the person is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

No one would have imagined that besides masks, there is also a method of disguise called disguise.

In the end, it was Fengxiu who found the person first.

*

After two days of competition, a total of forty players from the Knights Temple have advanced.

Among them, there were actually six people at or above the fifth rank, which was something no one here had expected.

"Old Dragon misled us. Didn't you say there were only three Earth Knights besides us?"

Upon hearing that someone was a fifth-tier professional, Bai Xi immediately started criticizing Long Xingyu.

"Dad said there are three Earth Knights, but it's not impossible that there's also a Sky Knight, is it?"

Long Haochen suppressed a laugh and began to explain.

Bai Xi was even more speechless. She was still a little unhappy when Long Haochen pulled her to sit down in the first row!
But just then, someone decided to walk right into her line of fire.

"This isn't your spot, is it?"

"You two are the fifth-tier knights?"

Two voices rang out one after the other, spoken by two fifth-tier knights sitting in the first row. As they spoke, their gazes fell on Bai Xi and her brother Long Haochen.

Both their voices and their gazes were filled with disdain.

Because they both look too young.

"If this isn't our spot, is it yours? How dare you be so shameless? How many seats would it take to fit this?"

Stung by that disdain, Bai Xi, who wasn't in a good mood, sarcastically retorted to the person who had spoken first.

"you--"

The person who spoke first clearly had a bad temper, and angrily pointed his finger at Bai Xi.

But the person who spoke later forcibly held him down.

"We meant no harm, we were just very surprised to see you all. Especially you—"

The young man's voice was indifferent, still carrying his disdain for them.

"Besides you, it seems there's only one other female knight left who can enter the third round. I didn't expect a female knight to cultivate so quickly."

This was the general opinion, but Bai Xi found it very unpleasant to hear, finding it extremely grating and wanting nothing more than to retaliate.

"So what? The two of us female knights combined are worth 37 of your male knights!"

Why 37? Because Bai Xi eliminated Long Haochen.

"You're incredibly arrogant, aren't you?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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