The High Priest seemed to have known Long Chen would arrive all along, signaling him to put down Dongming Jade. The High Priest examined Dongming Jade carefully and said, "
This child's entire soul is filled with divine power, yet he can still retain his will without being corrupted. His Dao heart is firm, which is astonishing."
However, in order to become stronger, she absorbed too much divine power. Now, having betrayed the gods, the punishment she received became even more terrifying. As
the High Priest spoke, a small jade bottle appeared in his hand. A drop of liquid energy slowly slid down from the bottle, dripping onto Dongming Jade's cherry lips.
When Long Chen saw the drop, he was shocked. On the liquid radiated a dense divine power, the pressure making it seem insignificant.
"These are ten drops of divine brew left behind by the God of Wine. Now, only three drops remain. However, this one drop cannot curse the divine curse.
However, it can delay the outbreak of the curse, giving you ample time to prepare. The High Priest said.
"You mean..." Long Chen was startled.
"The gods' curse cannot be broken, but you are not within that range." The High Priest smiled slightly and said, "
The gods' curse ultimately descends through the power of the Heavenly Dao, while you are cut off from the Heavenly Dao. Do you understand?"
"You mean, I will absorb the curse here?" Long Chen was greatly pleased.
The High Priest nodded and said, "The Wine God's divine brew can suppress the power of curses and condense them into a ball. Three days from now will be the best time to extract it."
However, you must think carefully: the curse is removed from you, because you are not a follower of the God of Slaughter, nor are you covered by the Heavenly Dao. But that doesn't mean you are completely unharmed; karma will eventually find you. "
There's nothing to think about. If she does this for me, even if I give up my life, I won't even frown." Long Chen stroked Dongming Yu's delicate cheek with his large hand and spoke in a deep voice.
At this moment, Dongming Yu was fast asleep, her pretty face flushed with a rosy glow, as if drunk. Her cheeks were flushed, and the corners of her delicate mouth curved into a beautiful curve, as if she were dreaming.
Thinking back, she was just a three- or four-year-old child, yet for him, she even deceived the evil god. This affection deeply moved Long Chen.
Most people in this world are good. One day, kindness spreads in their hearts, and a tree of kindness begins to take root and sprout, until one day it grows into a towering tree.
Long Chen originally hated this world, but as he gradually discovered, he realized that there were still many beautiful things worth cherishing and protecting.
"Brother..."
Suddenly, a childish voice rang out. A little girl in a green long dress with two pigtails running in came running in.
The little girl's big eyes were very lively. As soon as she ran in, she saw Long Chen and immediately threw herself into his arms, excitedly shouting, "
Brother, you actually came! Xiao Yu missed you so much!"
This girl was Long Chen's younger sister, Long Xiaoyu. At this time, Long Xiaoyu was already ten years old, reaching the height of Long Chen's chest. Her appearance inherited her mother's graceful and graceful looks, with the temperament of a refined lady from a distinguished family.
However, her sharp and sly eyes betrayed her true nature. She was an extremely mischievous and restless person, rivaling Long Chen and leaving Long Tianxiao and his wife worried themselves sick.
"Brother misses you too. You're growing so fast, getting more and more beautiful." Long Chen picked up Long Xiaoyu, feeling a wave of emotion.
Back when Long Chen left Tianwu Continent, Long Xiaoyu hadn't even been born yet. Now, Long Xiaoyu had grown so much.
"Hey, who is this young lady?" Long Xiaoyu looked curiously at Dongmingyu beside him and asked.
"She is..."
Long Chen was about to explain to Long Xiaoyu, seemingly awakened from his sleep. Dongmingyu slowly opened her eyes. When she saw the high priest standing beside her, her expression changed. She almost instinctively sprang up, quickly retreating with a dagger in her hand.
"Xiaoyu'er, don't be nervous. This is the High Priest, one of our own." Long Chen called out urgently.
Dongmingyu was a former assassin, naturally with an extremely keen sense of danger. Anyone stronger than her would make her tense and alert.
Only then did Dongmingyu put away the dagger. Long Chen pulled Dongmingyu aside and said, "Don't be nervous. From now on, you are no longer an assassin of the Bloodkill Hall, but a member of our Dragonblood Legion. Thank the High Priest quickly—he helped you suppress the curse."
"No need to be so formal. You two go ahead and chat. I have some things to attend to, so I won't be keeping you company." The High Priest smiled faintly and turned to leave.
Long Chen knew the High Priest was avoiding suspicion and told them to talk to themselves. Long Xiaoyu looked at Dongmingyu curiously: "Miss, you seem pretty strong. Can you teach me how to fight with others?" Long
Xiaoyu saw that Dongmingyu was taller than her, so she called out to 'Miss'. Although she was a novice in cultivation, she could tell Dongmingyu was formidable, especially the cold, murderous aura around Dongmingyu that made people afraid to look at her directly.
"Silly girl, why bother learning to fight for no reason? In the Wine God Palace, who do you want to hit? Hit your father or your mother." Long Chen said irritably, this little girl always has all sorts of strange things in her head.
"Xiaoyu'er, let me introduce you. This is my own younger sister, Long Xiaoyu. What a coincidence—both of your names have the character 'Yu' in them." Long Chen introduced Dongming Yu.
Long Chen also introduced Dongmingyu to Xiaoyu. At this moment, she immediately showed her familiarity and pulled Dongmingyu along, calling her 'Sister Yu'er' and saying she wanted to take Dongmingyu out to play.
But seeing the little girl's eyes darting around, Long Chen knew this little one had no good intentions and would definitely have Dongming Yu teach her a few skills when no one was around.
Dongming Yu is an assassin who rarely acts rashly; if she does, it can kill someone. She can't be allowed to imitate recklessly.
Long Chen sent the little girl away, telling her to go back and tell her parents the news, and to prepare dinner early.
Only then did the little girl reluctantly run off. After she left, Dongming Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"You've been nervous all along." Long Chen looked at Dongmingyu and smiled. Even being pulled by Long Xiaoyu made her nervous.
Long Chen knew this was related to Dongming Yu's profession. In the assassin's creed, there is no one in this world to trust, and no one can approach him—not even the weakest beings can be let their guard down.
Perhaps in this world, only Long Chen could make Dongming Yu let her guard down. Others, even the weaker Long Xiaoyu, made Dongming Yu somewhat nervous.
"Come on, I'll take you out for a walk." Long Chen pulled Dongming Yu along, and the two of them left the High Priest's residence. As they walked forward, the grass was lush and green, birds chirped in the trees, and the Wine God Palace was as peaceful and serene as ever.
"Brother Long Chen, did I embarrass you a little?" Dongmingyu said apologetically.
"Embarrassing what?" This is your professional habit; it will improve gradually. Later, you will find that the people around you will make you feel safe and warm. Long Chen said with a smile.
"From now on..." Dongming Yu murmured, savoring the two words, a faint trace of sadness appearing in her eyes.
"Are you still worried about your god's curse? Don't worry, I've found a way to deal with it. "Long Chen knew what Dongming Yu was thinking.
Dongmingyu shook her head and looked at Long Chen, saying, "Brother Long Chen, you don't need to comfort me. From the day I entered the world of the God of Slaughter, I foresaw the future."
Over the years, I have killed too many people. I am not afraid of death, especially if I can truly help you even once, I can die without regrets. "
Are you really without regrets?" Don't you want to follow your brother Long Chen in the future, fighting the world together and living freely? Long Chen said with a smile.
Dongmingyu's previously calm expression instantly melted because of Long Chen's words. Her beautiful eyes grew misty as she bit her cherry lips and, with a tearful voice, said,
"Of course I want to. I hope to always be by your side, Brother Long Chen. You are the only person in this world who treats me well, but... I ..."
Dongmingyu choked up. She wasn't afraid of death, but she couldn't bear to part with Long Chen. No one understood the terror of the gods' curse better than she did.
She had already decided that once the curse erupted, she would kill herself to avoid causing trouble for Long Chen.
But when she saw Long Chen's tense expression, lying in his warm embrace, she realized for the first time that death was not as simple as she had imagined.
Long Chen reached out and pulled Dongming Yu's petite body into his arms, gently comforting her: "Trust your brother Long Chen. As long as he doesn't agree, no one in this world can take you away from me—not even a god." "
Long Chen spoke with absolute certainty. The High Priest had already pointed out the risks, but Long Chen was unafraid of them.
Long Chen held Dongmingyu's hand and strolled through the forest. When asked how Dongmingyu had gotten through these years, Dongmingyu replied with only two words—killing.
Relentlessly killing, no one in the assassin training camp knew she was the future goddess, so this status halo offered her no protection at all.
In the Blood Killing Hall, competition among assassins is brutal; sectarians fighting each other is commonplace.
Therefore, when assassins carry out missions, they always fight separately and never cooperate with others, because they have no trustworthy companions, or rather, the only things they can rely on are weapons and the dead.
Although Dongmingyu only briefly explained, Long Chen knew that over the years, Dongmingyu must have experienced a life he could never have imagined.
So although Dongming Yuming is very young, he is seasoned and ruthless. His ability to become the most terrifying assassin on the Tianwu Continent is no coincidence.
Passing by Tu Pangzi's cottage, Long Chen found that Tu Pangzi wasn't home. After asking, he said he was out wandering. Long Chen couldn't help but laugh: "
The Wine God Palace really is a great place—food and lodging, no restrictions on freedom, just go out and enjoy the mountains and waters as you like."
Not seeing Fatty Tu, Long Chen felt a bit regretful. Last time, Long Chen almost lost his temper after Long Chen won, and later helped at the Kaitian Battle Sect. Long Chen felt he should properly thank this fat man.
"It's getting late, let's go home for dinner." Long Chen smiled and led Dongming Yu toward the back area of the Wine God Palace.