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

A quarter of an hour later.

Several hotels near the Holy Alliance Grand Trial Grounds.

Long Haoyu and his group visited several hotels before finally managing to book a room at one of them.

The Demon Hunter Team Selection Competition, held once every five years, attracts not only participants but also a considerable number of spectators.

The hotel rooms were really in high demand; if they hadn't been contestants, they wouldn't have been able to check in so easily.

Holding the corresponding room number, Long Haoyu and his group arrived at the floor corresponding to their room.

Just as the four of them were about to return to their respective rooms to rest and recuperate, a strange sound rang out.

"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk..."

A graceful figure in purple was walking over from the other end of the floor.

The purple figure was alone, tapping the ground repeatedly with a green bamboo staff in her hand.

A black silk scarf covered her face, and her eyes, which were visible outside the scarf, were grayish-white and devoid of any light.

The bamboo staff tapped on the ground, probing the path ahead with difficulty.

The four of them subconsciously looked up toward the source of the sound and immediately spotted a slightly thin, purple-clad figure.

The moment Long Haoyu saw that beautiful purple figure, events from five years ago resurfaced in his memory.

A faint smile played on his lips as he walked straight toward the purple-clad figure.

Chapter 107 Palace Master, please calm down!

"Little sister, where are you going? Let me help you."

Long Haoyu walked up to Cai'er, looked at her lifeless eyes, felt a little uneasy, and asked with concern.

Knowing that Cai'er wouldn't have any goodwill towards anyone else at this moment, he didn't try to grab Cai'er's bamboo cane directly.

He stood next to Cai'er, waiting for her answer, while giving Li Xin and Long Haochen meaningful glances.

Li Xin was in her early twenties and immediately understood what Long Haoyu meant. Before Long Haochen could react, she put her arm around his shoulder and hurried back to their respective rooms.

Ye Hua also looked at Long Haoyu's reaction with some strangeness. In the past two years, he had never seen Long Haoyu care about someone so intimately.

But Ye Hua, being a seasoned bachelor, was noticeably slower to react at this moment, and Li Xin's deliberately lowered voice rang out.

"Instructor Ye Hua, I think we should hurry up and leave!"

"It would be a bit of a disturbance for Haoyu if we stayed here at this time!"

"This time, Haoyu might be interested."

Ye Hua suddenly realized what was happening, gave an awkward laugh, and hurriedly followed them back to their room.

Long Haoyu looked at the three of them with a wry smile, and finally his gaze fell back on Cai'er.

Li Xin deliberately lowered her voice, so that others might not have heard her muttering.

But Cai'er is now blind, but her hearing is many times better than that of ordinary people, so she could hear Li Xin's hushed voice.

A chill suddenly burst forth from her body. The chill came so suddenly that even Long Haoyu could feel that Cai'er's chill was affecting his state of mind.

Years of trials had made her indifferent to everyone. Because she was blind, Li Xin's words gave her a different perspective.

In that split second, she labeled Long Haoyu with a rather negative image.

"No need!" Cai'er's voice was almost deathly cold, making one feel as if there was no life in it.

"Are you sure you don't need it?" Long Haoyu asked again.

Cai'er's listless eyes suddenly turned towards Long Haoyu's direction.

Although he couldn't see anything, and his eyes were devoid of any expression, those lifeless eyes, at this moment, seemed to have a chilling power to tear a person apart, as he said, word by word, "I said, no need!"

dark place.

Saint Moon watched all of this from a very secluded place.

He naturally recognized Long Haoyu's identity, and seeing his granddaughter's cold and aloof demeanor, his face almost blossomed into a chrysanthemum.

"Hey, it seems Cai'er didn't recognize this kid Long Haoyu."

"Not bad, not bad, this kid still got humiliated by Cai'er."

"This is a very good trend. I hope this process can continue for a longer period of time, otherwise this kid will not know how to cherish my Cai'er."

Saint Moon was overjoyed and wanted to sing a song to express her happiness.

Cai'er is the reincarnation saintess of this generation. Whether considering the overall situation of the Assassin's Temple or the affection of family, he will secretly protect Cai'er.

But since that incident five years ago, someone has taken up residence in Cai'er's heart since she returned to the temple.

At that time, he learned from Ying Suifeng that the 'Forget-Me-Not' ring he gave to Cai'er had been given away by her. He even thought about dismantling the Assassin's Temple.

Especially during this Demon Hunter Team selection competition, he knew Cai'er's thoughts all too well, and it was based on these thoughts that he always felt uneasy.

Seeing Long Haoyu get his comeuppance at Cai'er's hands now brings me an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

However, his good mood didn't last long. Just as he was about to continue watching the show from the shadows, something he was very unhappy about happened.

As Long Haoyu listened to Cai'er's icy reply, he was also basking in her bone-chilling coldness.

Almost all of them were taken off by Wufeng, which he carried on his back. The Forget-Me-Not Ring flashed a blue light, and Wufeng was put into the ring.

After placing Wufeng into the ring, he continued gently, "Now, may I take you back?"

Just like five years ago, I will protect you to the best of my ability.

Cai'er froze, then instantly understood, her coldness softening slightly: "Ah? You're that older sister... older brother from back then?"

"How...how did you recognize me?"

The movement of the forget-me-not ring, and Long Haoyu's guiding words.

Cai'er finally understood; she knew that Long Haoyu must have recognized her.

Her lifeless eyes darted around, and her little face beneath the veil was slightly flushed.

Looking at Cai'er's changes, Long Haoyu gently grasped the green bamboo staff in his hand, and then his fingers brushed over the iron ring between Cai'er's fingers.

"When you gave me this ring, didn't I also give you the iron ring from my sword?"

"I just didn't expect that after all these years, you would still be wearing this iron ring on your wrist, so I can recognize it at a glance."

Cai'er reflexively released her hand from the bamboo cane, and gently stroked the black iron ring on her right hand with her other hand.

All the events from five years ago flashed through her mind at this moment, more intensely than any other event in the past five years.

Long Haoyu took Cai'er's slender, fair hand in his. Cai'er's face, hidden behind her veil, was still a little embarrassed.

However, the moment she touched the forget-me-not ring, she instinctively clenched it tightly, as if afraid that everything was just a fleeting illusion.

Her slender body tensed up at that moment, and she involuntarily moved slightly closer to Long Haoyu.

When Sheng Yue saw this scene, she saw that Long Haoyu and her granddaughter were already holding hands.

Just moments ago, he was in a very pleasant mood, but now his mood instantly turned gloomy, and his eyes were filled with displeasure.

So, her wishful thinking—that she hadn't recognized him and that Long Haoyu was going to get a hard time with her granddaughter for a while—was all for naught.

From beginning to end, it's all been a complete joke. This little guy, Long Haoyu, recognized his granddaughter at first glance.

As for myself, my happiness just now was just wishful thinking; I didn't understand everything at all!

Saint Moon's expression was extremely strange, and her hands, hidden under her long sleeves, couldn't help but clench tightly on the spot.

It's hard now, its fist is really hard!

You Knight Temple brat, you've gone too far!

I'm an old man, and I only have this one granddaughter. I've finally had a moment of happiness these past few years, and you, little kid from the Knight Temple, have managed to fool me!

Just as Sheng Yue was about to explode in anger, Ying Suifeng, who was beside her, quickly flashed to her side.

Ignoring the difference in rank, he grabbed Sheng Yue's wrist and quickly whispered, "Palace Master, please calm down!"

Chapter 108 Six Paths of Reincarnation, Speculations about the Two Great Spirit Furnaces!

calm?

Calm down, my ass!

My granddaughter is about to be kidnapped, how can you expect me to stay calm?!

Right now, all I want to do is vent!

Saint Moon inhaled deeply.

As a ninth-tier assassin, as a top assassin with the title of chivalrous.

His ability to conceal himself is absolutely top-notch; he could completely take the head of an enemy general silently on the battlefield.

But now he really couldn't calm down. Looking at Long Haoyu and Cai'er holding hands, he had completely forgotten the qualities that a ninth-level hero should possess.

Should she rush out and stop such behavior? Sheng Yue thought about it for a moment and then decided to let the idea die in its infancy.

Putting everything else aside, he didn't yet know how the Knights' Temple would react after teaching Long Haoyu a lesson.

Regarding Cai'er and his own granddaughter, he was still very certain that the Sword of Reincarnation might be hanging over his head at any moment.

"I'm not watching anymore, I'm going home now."

"Keep a close eye on things with Cai'er, and make sure nothing goes wrong with her!"

Saint Moon snorted coldly, made a great effort to loosen the fist hidden in her sleeve, and left in a huff.

Watching his master leave, Ying Suifeng breathed a sigh of relief, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness, thank goodness the Palace Master didn't lose his temper directly."

"If the Palace Master loses his temper at this moment, he might not kill this kid, but he'll just teach him a lesson."

"I reckon the young lady will be furious on the spot, and the Knights' Temple will be furious too!"

Ying Suifeng murmured these words with lingering fear, afraid that the things she had just worried about would actually happen.