Throne of Seals: The God of Magic Descends, the Demonic Tide Breaks at Dawn

Chapter 13 Rules are meant to be broken!
"Lord Yang?"

Lin Ye was taken aback. Why did the Temple Master of the Knights' Temple want to see me? Could it be about the Demon Clan's coded message?
"Alright, please lead the way."

"this way please!"

The guardian knight respectfully extended his hand, pointed Lin Ye in a direction, and then led him toward the Knight Temple Trial Grounds.

"Cavaliers number 97 wins!"

As soon as Lin Ye stepped into the Knight Temple Trial Arena, he saw Long Haochen's victorious posture after defeating his opponent.

"That person... I think his name is Guiwu, the one who's against Long Haochen..."

Halfway through his thought, the guardian knight stopped. "Lord Yang is inside. Please come in."

"Okay." Lin Ye nodded, glanced at Long Haochen, and then walked towards a door.

"Aren't those people from the Temple of Magic? What are they doing in our Knights' Hall?"

"Where? Where?" one of them shouted, as if afraid others wouldn't know.

"It's there!"

As the person pointed in the direction, nearly half of the people looked in the direction he was pointing and indeed saw Lin Ye's back.

“He is… Lin Ye!” Long Haochen exclaimed subconsciously as he looked over there.

"Haochen, do you know him?"

Ye Hua noticed Long Haochen's state and couldn't help but become curious. After all, apart from Lin Jialu, Long Haochen shouldn't know anyone from the Magic Temple.

"Yes, teacher, we met him in Amy City, and they even took the corpse of the Emerald Twin Blade Demon that I obtained."

Ye Hua's eyes lit up. "Is he the alchemist who spent 2 gold coins to buy the medicinal ingredients?"

Long Haochen hesitated for a moment, seemingly choosing his words, "It's not him, it should be his older or younger brother."

"As long as they're not malicious, let's keep watching the game."

"Yes, teacher!" Long Haochen nodded heavily, then sat back down in his seat.

Click!
The door opened and closed again, and Lin Ye successfully entered the inner room, where he saw Yang Haohan sitting at the round table.

"Hello, Hall Master Yang."

Yang Haohan nodded. "Sit down. I called you here because of the Demon Clan's secret text."

Lin Ye gave a knowing look and then sat down opposite Yang Haohan.

"Thanks to your discovery, in addition to Jialing Pass, we also found the Demon Clan's coded messages in camps outside other passes, and the content was the same. It's hard not to suspect that this was a scheme deliberately set up by the Demon Clan."

Yang Haohan sighed heavily after he finished speaking.

"What about the second coded message? What did it say?"

At this point, Yang Haohan's expression immediately turned serious. "We have already confirmed the second coded message. It is indeed the handwriting of the demon race, and its authenticity is very high."

The next second, Yang Haohan's face put on a peaceful smile again, "Tell me, what reward do you want?"

Lin Ye was taken aback upon hearing this, then a look of delight appeared on his face.

"I don't want a reward."

This time it was Yang Haohan's turn to be puzzled, "If you don't want a reward, then what do you want?"

"I hope the Alliance can make an exception for me! Let me choose a player from the top ten as my teammate after the Demon Hunter selection!"

Yang Haohan frowned. This was not something he could decide alone, but it wasn't a big deal.

Therefore, Yang Haohan was conflicted. "I agree!"

From the shadows, Saint Moon, the deputy temple master of the Temple Alliance and the temple master of the Assassin Temple, slowly emerged with a kind smile on his face.

“I agree, after all, Xiao Ye has made such a great contribution.” Li Zhengzhi walked in from outside, stepping into the whirlwind.

“I agree, but we need to make some sacrifices.” Sanshui, the deputy hall master of the Soul Hall, stepped out from behind Li Zhengzhi.

"If Lin Ye chooses one of the top ten players as a teammate, he must give up the Spirit Furnace reward!"

Lin Ye was stunned as he watched the palace masters arrive one after another. How could one matter have attracted so many important figures?

“That works.” Yang Haohan nodded in agreement with Sanshui’s suggestion. “What do you think, Archmage Lin Ye?”

"Of course I agree." Lin Ye didn't find any of the spirit furnaces the alliance currently possessed satisfactory, after all, there wasn't one suitable for his physique...

I estimate I'll have to go to Dream Paradise to find it. If I can find the Purple Thunder Spirit Furnace, will I be able to master the thunder element and become the first thunder mage in the Magic Temple?

(PS: It seems that no lightning mage appeared in the original work? That's a bit strange; all the other elements are there, but no lightning mage.)
"Hahaha! As expected of a genius from my Magic Temple, I believe your demon-hunting team has a bright future!"

Li Zhengzhi put his arm around Lin Ye's shoulder and laughed proudly.

"This is the number one in your Magic Temple? Tsk tsk tsk, you've been hiding him for so long." Qiu Yonghao, the Temple Master of the Warrior Hall, kept looking Lin Ye up and down, almost scrutinizing him thoroughly.

"Go away, shave off that thick beard of yours, or you'll traumatize my disciple." Li Zhengzhi hid Lin Ye behind him and looked at Qiu Yonghao with disdain.

"You want to fight?" Qiu Yonghao's muscles were bulging, and he glared at Li Zhengzhi with a fierce expression.

"Afraid of you?" Li Zhengzhi was no coward, and besides, he had two divine artifacts in his hands, so he wasn't afraid of even demons!
"Stop arguing! You're already temple masters. If you want to argue, go argue during the future temple competition!" Yang Haohan said, looking at the two of them with annoyance.

Then he turned his gaze to Lin Ye: "Lin Ye, you should go back and prepare. Your match should be coming up soon."

"it is good!"

Lin Ye wiped the sweat from his forehead and quickly left the Knight Temple Trial Grounds on his whirlwind.

These old geezers are terrifying!

Once Lin Ye's presence disappeared, Li Zhengzhi and Qiu Yonghao immediately became serious.

"Old Li, is he the all-elemental magician?" Qiu Yonghao asked, echoing the questions of the others.

“Of course, I have already designated him as the next Lord of the Magic Temple.” Li Zhengzhi raised his chin and said smugly.

"My goodness, so confident? Old Li, reveal his innate spiritual power?" Qiu Yonghao pressed on relentlessly.

"Don't even think about it! You'll find out after the Demon Hunter selection is over."

Li Zhengzhi found a chair, sat down, and leisurely made himself a cup of tea.

"You...!" Qiu Yonghao was about to retaliate when Sheng Yue pulled him back from behind. "Forget it, I won't stoop to your level."

Looking at Li Zhengzhi's calm and collected demeanor, Yang Haohan couldn't help but think of Long Haochen's file in the Knights Hall.

"Could it be like that little guy Long Haochen...?"

Yang Haohan only thought about it in his heart and did not say it out loud. After all, Long Haochen was also a big secret of the Knights Hall and could not be revealed casually!

"I wonder what kind of exciting battle will unfold when Lin Ye and Long Haochen face off..."

Before he knew it, Yang Haohan had begun to look forward to it.

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.

P.S.: This book is just starting out, so please, dear readers, keep reading if you like it! QAQ
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