The sacred dragon's might rampaged as two barriers shattered. It wasn't until the third barrier was finally stopped, but the third barrier was covered in web-like cracks.
"Long Chen is incredibly lucky. I never expected the owner of this golden dragon scale to have such noble bloodline—it must have a profound background." Bai Letian looked at Long Chen and spoke.
"Divine pressure can destroy all laws. The owner of this dragon scale must be an extraordinary existence.
It seems Huayun Trading Company also made a mistake sometimes, failing to notice the hidden power of this dragon scale. Bai Shishi's mother said.
Huayun Trading Company had its own appraiser, whose eye was unbelievably sharp, but they had misjudged this dragon scale.
If one knew that this dragon scale possessed such terrifying divine pressure, its value would be far beyond what the Nine Provinces Conference's funds could afford. Clearly, Huayun Trading Company had also undervalued it at times.
"No wonder Huayun Trading Company. The True Dragon Divine Might cannot be provoked. They dare not test it, or the Dragon Scales will see it as a provocation and kill them outright. If they can't be destroyed, they will self-destruct.
Therefore, they could only assess the value of this dragon scale based on its appearance, patterns, age, and accumulated experience. Bai Letian said.
"Rumble rumble ..."
Centered on Long Chen, space kept collapsing. The dragon's roar echoed through heaven and earth, and a barrier couldn't stop the sound from spreading outward.
Fortunately, Bai Xiaole's mother had added two more blessings; otherwise, if the sound had spread far away, it could have caused a huge panic.
At this moment, Long Chen's entire body was covered in golden scales, radiating countless golden lights, divine might swirling, and his aura was terrifying, as if a god clad in golden armor had descended to the world, looking down on the world and looking down on the heavens.
Looking at Long Chen, the elders were silent for a long time before one of them spoke:
"Since Lord Jingyuan has already chosen someone, there's actually no need for us to come and see them. We trust Lord Jingyuan's judgment."
But is the time really right now? I'm afraid we'll need to observe for a while. "
Immortal is absolutely right, but this is a serious matter and cannot be taken lightly. Do you have any instructions?"
Bai Letian said respectfully. Although he was the dean of Lingxiao Academy, he still held great respect for these ancient relics, because they were all his elders and had made tremendous contributions to Lingxiao Academy.
"There's nothing to instruct. On the surface, Lingxiao Academy has countless predecessors like Zhao Tianlan, who have traded their lives for peace in this world.
Behind the scenes, countless heroes have sacrificed themselves in the battle against the Sea of Demons. Humans are the most unfathomable existence in this world.
Without reverence and gratitude, humans are the most evil beings in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Prolonged peace has made them forget everything Lingxiao Academy has done for Tianlan Domain.
If we still restore Dao Chenyu's name now, it shows they no longer feel grateful to our Lingxiao Academy. Forgetting history is betrayal. Even if Senior Tianlan is resurrected, he won't blame us."
If Lord Jingyuan thinks Long Chen is our chance, then let's give it a try. After all, the way of heaven is unclear, fortune is unclear, and we mortals with our naked eyes cannot see the signs of great changes in the world. We dare not make rash judgments, nor dare we push the fate of Lingxiao Academy out. The old man pondered for a moment, then continued:
"We old folks have been in seclusion for years, our minds are dull, and our thinking is even more conservative. We can't see things so comprehensively."
Sometimes, a single pull can affect everything. Whether the Immortal Realm will undergo a major upheaval because of a single Nine-Star successor remains to be seen.
Long Chen can be cultivated, quietly observing the changes in the Heavenly Dao, and then deciding on our future attitude toward Lingxiao Academy.
However, the Nine-Star Heir is a double-edged sword and can easily lose control. You need to be mindful of the boundaries and don't let him know too many ancient secrets, as that wouldn't be good for him.
After all, the mind of a Nine Star heir is even more stubborn than us old relics, never bending the bend. "
Rest assured, Immortal Elders. Long Chen is quite different from ordinary Nine-Star successors, and we will gradually nurture him.
But truth can't be hidden forever. If one day Long Chen's identity is exposed, our academy's stance will be ..." the dean said personally.
"If it weren't for the Child of Destiny, we wouldn't be able to protect him; we could only let him fend for himself.
If he were the Child of Destiny, Lingxiao Academy would bet everything on him. The old man said.
"Got it." The dean nodded.
The old man nodded and disappeared together with the group, leaving only Bai Letian and Bai Zhantang and their family of four in the sky.
"Father, if Long Chen isn't the Child of Destiny, would we just ruthlessly abandon him?" Bai Zhantang asked. Although Bai Shishi's mother was secretly trying to pinch him, Bai Zhantang still asked directly.
"What do you think?" Bai Letian said.
"That's just too heartless. He's a disciple of our academy, entrusting his future and fate to us. Giving up halfway—is that something a human would do?" Bai Zhantang snapped angrily.
"Zhantang..."
Bai Shishi's mother and Bai Xiaole's mother changed their expressions. Bai Zhantang's words were a bit harsh—how could he speak to his own father like that?
"You shouldn't be asking me about this. You should ask the Lord of the Pure Courtyard." Bai Letian was not angry at his son's rude questioning; he just smiled slightly and drifted away.
"Hello..."
Seeing that Bai Letian didn't answer directly, Bai Zhantang grew anxious and wanted to chase after him, but the two held him tightly.
"You idiot, what's there to ask about something like this? In the face of the tide, individual power is insignificant and can only endure it recklessly.
Our Lingxiao Academy has endured for countless years—what is it all for? With your brain, you'll only be a brute for the rest of your life. Go back quickly. Bai Shishi's mother and Bai Xiaole's mother pulled Bai Zhantang away.
Meanwhile, in a certain corner of Lingxiao Academy, an old man holding a broom and a pair of cloudy eyes stared in a direction—the very place where Long Chen refined his dragon scales.
"It tied its life to that child, so it can't be wrong. The Immortal Realm will change because of him. We are all witnesses, not creators."
A smile appeared on the old man's face. After a smile, he continued sweeping the floor. The fallen leaves drifted everywhere, erasing all his previous efforts. But the old man was very patient, repeatedly sweeping from the beginning, methodically and methodically, with no sign of distortion.
"Clang"
The broom sliced across the floor, and from the cracks in the bricks, a broken blade was swept out. The blade was still sharp, leaving a mark on the blue bricks.
The old man was taken aback. He looked at the fragment and the blue brick, took out the blade, placed it in his hand, and shook his head, saying, "
It seems an unexpected guest is about to arrive."
"Buzz!"
As soon as the old man finished speaking, an alarm sounded—an enemy attack signal. But the old man seemed to hear nothing and kept his head down, sweeping the floor.