"Whew."
After a whole day, Long Chen's soul power had finally recovered to about fifty percent.
Previously, when condensing the Purple Blood Dragon Vein in the Soul Refining Divine Pool, he had consumed a considerable amount of soul power.
When the thirteen dragon veins were fully condensed, a kind of counter-supplement formed, but not completely replenished—about eighty percent.
Fortunately, Long Chen's soul power was strong enough; otherwise, he would have been overdrawn and would have recovered even more slowly.
Although he had recovered to about fifty percent now, as long as he didn't engage in fierce fighting, it was enough for him to handle normal situations.
"Chen'er,"
Long Chen had just awakened, and Luo Zichuan appeared before him.
"Grandpa."
Seeing his grandfather's radiant demeanor, Long Chen couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. He truly respected this grandfather from the bottom of his heart.
"Your father is gone." Luo Zichuan greeted Long Chen.
"Has he heard news about his mother?" Long Chen was both surprised and delighted.
"I guess we're starting to get some clues!" Seeing Long Chen so delighted, Luo Zichuan didn't want to dampen his enthusiasm.
"Hehe, just a little clues is enough. Your son-in-law is bold yet meticulous, wise, resourceful, and ruthless. I believe he'll find his mother very soon." Long Chen chuckled.
He didn't care at all about Long Zhantian's departure; his departure meant the father and son had achieved their goal.
"Ruthless?" Luo Zichuan was taken aback. This son-in-law didn't seem like that kind of person at all.
"Don't be fooled by him. He's someone who can even go all out with his own son. Don't you think he's ruthless?" Long Chen curled his lips and said.
"Hahaha..."
Seeing Long Chen's dismissive expression, Luo Zichuan couldn't help but laugh heartily. This father and son really are one of a kind.
Since arriving in the Purple Blood Clan, Luo Zichuan seemed to have never smiled. But being with Long Chen always made people so happy. Being with Long Chen, no matter who it was, it was easy to be infected by his optimistic mood.
"Let's go. Yanfeng and the others aren't here. Grandpa will take you to the Purple Immortal Pavilion to learn magical arts and divine abilities. Let me tell you, the arts and divine abilities of the Purple Blood lineage will truly open your eyes." Mentioning the magical abilities here, Luo Zichuan was filled with pride.
The Purple Immortal Pavilion was actually a complete stone mountain, carved into a pavilion. Its majestic and magnificent appearance left Long Chen deeply amazed.
This building was passed down from the chaotic era, filled with a sense of simplicity and depth. Just looking at it gave one a sense of soul transcendence.
"Grandpa, my father and I came to the Purple Blood Clan with the purpose of getting news of Mother. Now that our goal has been achieved, does that mean I don't have to feel so aggrieved?" Long Chen asked tentatively.
"Why do you feel so frustrated?" Luo Zichuan was taken aback.
"We came to the Purple Blood clan because we were worried your position would be awkward, so my father told me to keep my head between our legs.
But you know, I'm not someone who likes to keep a low profile. Second, only those without ability need to keep their tails between them. If you do, isn't that just a hole in your brain? Don't you agree? Long Chen chuckled.
Luo Zichuan looked at Long Chen smiling like a little fox and immediately felt something was off. He couldn't help but ask,
"What are you trying to say?"
"I mean, if anyone messes with me, I'll slap them hard. Can you handle that?" Long Chen asked.
Luo Zichuan immediately understood. It turned out that his grandson was feeling deeply wronged. Since his goal had been achieved, he could now show his true colors, and there was no need to keep pretending.
"Your father brought you here not only because of news about your mother, but probably because he hoped you could cultivate more of the Purple Blood Clan's skills here.
As long as you don't kill anyone, I can basically handle it. But if you accidentally kill someone, after all, the clan has its rules, and it's very difficult to handle.
Even if you don't get kicked out of the Purple Blood clan, when resources are restricted by then, won't that be a waste of time? Luo Zichuan said.
"I understand that. I can contribute to the Purple Blood Clan because I am part of the clan, and I must fulfill my duty.
Likewise, as a member of the clan, I should enjoy the rights I deserve.
Whether I'm fulfilling my duties or exercising my authority, if someone tries to stop me, do I have the right to fight back? Long Chen said.
Luo Zichuan finally understood what Long Chen meant. This guy, when talking to his grandfather, was so roundabout and roundabout.
"Alright, don't bother probing me. Although the Purple Blood lineage is chaotic, with the clan leader in charge, there is order amid the chaos.
As long as you don't cross his bottom line and stay within the rules, you can play however you want. Luo Zichuan said irritably.
"Alright,"
Long Chen immediately understood what Luo Zichuan had said.
From Luo Zichuan's tone, the major families of the Purple Blood lineage were restraining each other, and their strength was not much different. The old clan leader's task was to balance the conflicts among the families to prevent a bloody war.
All sorts of petty skirmishes are allowed, but only within the bounds of the rules. The so-called rules are games between major factions—in other words, it's still the same rock-paper-scissors game.
You control me, I control him, he controls you. The Purple Blood lineage has decentralized all kinds of power, making everyone check each other. If there's any imbalance, the old clan leader will step in to correct it.
By now, Long Chen had fully grasped the basic structure of the Purple Blood lineage, so he was completely at ease.
The previous generation of the Luo family was no weaker than anyone else; the weaker was this generation, because there were too few prodigies in this generation, which made the Luo family anxious, and other families also lost their original respect for the Luo family.
That's why the Luo family dotes on this generation of disciples so much, to the point of limitless indulgence. It's precisely because of this that fools like Luo Shenghui have emerged.
As they spoke, an old man and a young man had already arrived at the entrance of the Purple Immortal Pavilion. At the entrance, two Divine Emperors and more than a dozen disciples stood guard.
These disciples were all Thirteen Vein Heavenly Saints from various families, all on rotation. With them present, ordinary disciples wouldn't dare act recklessly.
As for the two Divine Emperors, this month the Luo family was on duty. When they saw Luo Zichuan arrive, they immediately stood up to greet him.
In the Luo family, whether elders or younger generations, most people held Luo Zichuan in great respect—not only for his extraordinary strength, but also for his magnanimity and magnanimity.
It can be said that among the Luo family's powerhouses, Luo Zichuan's prestige rivals that of the family head, Luo Yingchen, who values Luo Zichuan highly, taking care of him in many ways and giving him more opportunities to establish his authority.
Luo Yingchen was grooming his successor. Although he was powerful, he knew that he washis command ability was not strong.
Troubled by the lack of talent in this area, the Luo family could only grit their teeth and endure. In reality, he had long been suffering and wished he could groom a successor as soon as possible. Now that Luo Zichuan had arrived, he was happier than anyone.
Luo Zichuan was severely injured and nearly lost his temper. If anything happened to him, he would really fight to the death.
"Brother Zichuan, you're here!" The two hurriedly stood up and greeted Luo Zichuan warmly.
"Take care of them!"
Luo Zichuan said to the two, and they immediately understood. Long Chen saw this and couldn't help but smile, striding with a carefree stride as he walked into the Zixian Pavilion.