Divine Seal: From a Heavy Sword to Slicing Through the Holy Demon Continent

Chapter 73 Useless Mounts, Stew Them Up

Long Haochen didn't have mind-reading abilities and was unaware of the additional thought his older brother had in mind.

Immersed in his older brother's encouragement, his eyes were filled with anticipation as he gazed at the beautiful scenery of Knight's Holy Mountain, his fighting spirit soaring.

"Brother, shall we set off?" Long Haochen asked.

Long Haoyu nodded and said, "Let's go. First, let's find a place where monsters gather."

Long Haoyu knew very well that his little brother wouldn't find any mounts or companions here; the bond between his little brother and Haoyue was probably one of fate.

However, the scenery of Knight's Holy Mountain is quite beautiful, but for the sake of the mountain's stability, no knight is allowed to meditate or cultivate here.

Long Haoyu also wanted to relax; his nerves had been tense from cultivating for too long, so enjoying the scenery here was a good idea.

It could be because the two of them arrived at Knight's Holy Mountain a few days earlier, or it could be for other reasons.

The Starry Unicorn, which was supposed to communicate with Long Haochen, did not take the initiative to do so, and instead went to several places where monsters gathered.

Strangely, not a single monster was willing to come over and interact with them; in fact, they would run away as soon as they saw the two brothers.

The bizarre phenomenon continued for several days, with no results for several consecutive days. It seemed like a monster killer, which even Long Haoyu found unbelievable.

"Brother, why are these magical beasts running away as soon as they see us? It's like they're afraid we'll hurt them?"

Beside a pool of water, Long Haochen was quite puzzled: "Those magical beasts that ran away when they saw us before were obviously stronger than us, so we shouldn't be worried about that, right?"

"Only three days have passed, there are still twenty-seven days left, we can continue to try. Besides, even if we don't succeed after thirty days, we can still go to the top of the Holy Mountain to try to communicate with the magical beasts of other planes."

Long Haoyu spoke gently, explaining these things vaguely, and he couldn't help but look at the little white beast that was fast asleep on his shoulder.

"Could it be because of this little guy?"

"The powerful magical beasts that originally lived in the Holy Mountain of Knights dared not approach because of the little guy's revered bloodline?"

Long Haoyu pondered these matters in his mind. He also felt that the events of the past three days were very bizarre, and that completely unscientific situations had actually occurred.

The strange thing that happened during those three days was that he signed a blood pact with the little white beast, and the little guy became his mount and companion.

The little white beast, who was fast asleep, seemed to sense Long Haoyu's gaze and got up, rubbing its sleepy eyes.

After staring at Long Haoyu for a few moments, the white beast seemed to sense the strangeness in Long Haoyu's gaze, and the confusion in its eyes vanished.

The two little paws moved rapidly, as if trying to say something, but Long Haoyu could only hear sounds like "Creation, Creation, Creation" during their telepathic communication.

Unable to explain further, the little white beast angrily climbed onto Long Haoyu's head and then kept jumping around aimlessly.

"You little guy..."

"Seems like he has quite a temper?"

Long Haoyu chuckled and grabbed the white beast off his head.

With both hands gripping the little white beast's face, Long Haoyu pretended to look fierce at the little thing.

"It's been three days. You eat and sleep, sleep and eat, and it's done nothing. Now you still dare to jump around on my head?"

"If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll forget who's the master and who's the mount."

"I'll give you a small punishment this time, but if you keep acting like this next time, before I even finish you, I'll stew you!"

After thoroughly rubbing the little white beast, Long Haoyu finally put it back on his shoulder.

Long Haochen watched from the side in silence, feeling somewhat helpless yet not surprised to see his discussion with his older brother interrupted by the little guy.

Over the past three days, similar things have happened about ten times; the little white guy loves to climb onto his brother's head.

Without exception, they were all grabbed and tortured by the merciless iron hand each time, never learning their lesson.

But this time...

Did you take it to stew for your mount companion?

Long Haochen's lips twitched slightly, and he silently mourned for the little white beast for three seconds.

I used to be the one being intimidated by my older brother, but now there's another poor little one to deal with.

The little white beast was truly frightened. When it heard Long Haoyu say that he would stew it next time, it suddenly stood up on his shoulder with a start.

It stood upright with its two little paws firmly planted on the shoulders, its body, which was only about the size of a palm, standing straight.

The little beast kept flapping its two front paws in front of itself, making gurgling sounds coming from its mouth.

It seemed to be the little guy's doing; a golden vortex suddenly appeared in front of the two brothers.

Within the golden vortex, there was a pure power of light, and many images seemed to flash by.

"Brother, what is this?" Long Haochen asked in surprise.

Long Haoyu remained silent, gazing at the golden vortex, as many memories surfaced in his mind.

Knight's Holy Mountain, Sealed Cave, Eternal Heroes, Undying Spirits!

When the little white beast suddenly produced these things, he immediately realized what was going on.

He had actually considered going to the Knight's Holy Mountain to see the Sealed Cave, but the Sealed Cave was located underground in the Knight's Holy Mountain.

With his current cultivation level, there was no way he could break in, but the little white beast gave him a great surprise.

"We probably accidentally triggered some kind of magic circle on Knight's Holy Mountain. Let's go in and take a look!" Long Haoyu gave a vague explanation, without mentioning that it might be the work of the little white beast.

Long Haochen did not refuse. He could feel the pure light power in the golden vortex, and his body felt very comfortable.

They exchanged a glance, and the two brothers walked into the golden vortex, whereupon a scene appeared that surprised both of them.

As if magical images were appearing within the golden vortex, numerous scenes materialized on both sides of the vortex and were clearly reflected in the eyes of the two brothers.

Looking at those images, Long Haoyu quickly confirmed his guess: these images all depicted the deeds of those heroic spirits from back then.

Long Haochen remained silent, watching the scenes unfold within the golden vortex. He saw the sages of the six great temples charging into battle one after another, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Soon, the two brothers emerged from the golden vortex and found themselves at the end of a long passageway, beneath an arched doorway.

"Brother, is this the final resting place of those ancestors we saw in the vortex just now?" Long Haochen asked incredulously.

Long Haoyu pondered for a moment: "It should be, otherwise it wouldn't make sense why we would see those scenes in the golden vortex."

"Then here..."

Long Haochen looked at the archway in front of him, thinking that this might be the eternal resting place of the heroes.

A multitude of emotions were accumulating wildly within my chest.

"Haochen, let's pay our respects to these veteran heroes!"

Having confirmed his suspicions, Long Haoyu entered the sealed cave with genuine conviction, his voice becoming somewhat wistful.

Long Haochen nodded, and at Long Haoyu's signal, the two brothers bowed to the closed stone door in front of the archway.

Long Haoyu said in a deep and powerful voice, "Long Haoyu and his younger brother Long Haochen, descendants of the Haoyue Branch of the Knights Temple, pay their respects to our ancestors!"

"I have inadvertently entered this place. Please forgive me, my ancestors!"

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The tightly closed stone door slowly opened.

A bluish-green luster slowly emanated from the stone gate.

A chilling aura rushed out from the stone gate, instantly engulfing the two brothers.

Ice crystals fell in front of the two brothers; they were formed from the moisture they exhaled in the cold air.

As the stone door opened, a pitch-black cave appeared. Without any lighting, neither Long Haoyu nor Long Haochen could see what was inside.

Long Haoyu remained bowed and motionless, as did Long Haochen. The two brothers did not enter the darkness before them just because the stone door had suddenly opened.

Soon, some strange sounds came from inside the cave. The sounds were stiff and seemed like the sound of footsteps.

Interspersed among these voices was a voice that paused slightly every two or three words: "It's strange that two such weak little guys like you would come here."

"But your respectful attitude has made me feel a little better about you two little ones."

"Did that little brat Yang Haohan die in battle? Or was there some other reason why he sent you two little ones here?"

Before long, the owner of the stiff voice came out of the cave, and a ball of green flame appeared in front of the two brothers.

Under the faint light brought by the green flames, Long Haoyu and Long Haochen saw the owner of the voice.

He was over two meters tall, with a slender build, and wore a gray robe that was tattered in many places, beneath which was iron-gray skin.

His stiff eyes darted around, a gray light flashing within them, as he looked thoughtfully at the two brothers.

He thought the two brothers were coming to inform him that they were going to take over the position of leader of the alliance, but after thinking about it, he gave up the idea.

In his eyes, both Long Haoyu and Long Haochen could only be described as 'weak'.

He was a little confused as to why Yang Haohan, that little kid, would arrange for these two little ones to come to their place of rest.

"Reporting to our ancestors, Alliance Leader Yang is still alive and well. We were not sent by Alliance Leader Yang. We came to Knight's Holy Mountain to find a mount companion, but accidentally touched some kind of magic array and ended up here," Long Haoyu replied respectfully.

The 'zombie' became curious. Hearing Long Haoyu's words, its stiff eyes fell on the two brothers, and it said with interest, "Since you weren't sent by that little brat Yang Haohan, aren't you afraid of me looking like this?"

"Ancestors, many of your deeds from back then appeared in the golden vortex within the magic array. You were sages who made great contributions to our human alliance, and we have no reason to be afraid!"

Long Haoyu recounted what happened in the golden vortex, straightening up and looking at the figure in front of him without flinching; if he said he wasn't afraid, he certainly wasn't.

"How come I've never heard of such a thing before?"

"Could our events from six thousand years ago still exist within that golden vortex?"

The figure looked puzzled, and the eerie green flames flickered uncertainly at this moment.

After a long pause, the figure turned and softly called out towards the depths of the cave, "Xiao Huo, you're a junior from your Knights' Temple. Aren't you going to come out?"

Another flame of soul appeared, and an old man walked out of the cave to Long Haoyu and Long Haochen.

"Since you two little ones are very polite, I'll let the first Temple Master of your Knights' Temple have a chat with you," said the first Eternal Hero Zombie.

After entrusting the matter to the old man, they slowly headed back into the depths of the cave.

Upon hearing that the old man was the first temple master of the Knights Temple, Long Haochen and Long Haoyu quickly bowed to him.

"The younger generation of the Knights Temple pays respects to our first Temple Master!" the two brothers said in unison.

Xiao Huo waved his hand slightly, and a gentle force lifted the two brothers up.