Chronicles Of The Shura Clan Chapter 178
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Today was an important date for the people of Blue Dragon City as it was the 900th birthday of the patriarch of the Long Family .
The patriarch of the Long Family was a living a legend in the Sun Demi-God Domain . He was the current master of the Long Family, one of the nine ancient and strongest families in the Domain .
He had been in charge of the Long Family was several years and his status was equal to a supreme God .
It was already late at night and the entire city was boiling with excitement as the light of the crescent moon shone down and illuminated the giant city .
People crowded together along the streets . This was especially true for the Long Mansion . Luxurious carriages were everywhere with people coming and going .
Guests from all over the Sun Demi-God Domain came to wish happy birthday to the Long Family’s patriarch . Even people from the Sun God Palace and the other ancient families were no exceptions .
One could only see a great banquet with countless tables prepared in a giant courtyard of the Long Family’s mansion for just as many guests; this was a spectacular scene!
Inside the Long Mansion, there was a giant and tall multiple-story building that stood out among the other buildings, just like a pagoda .
This building was the highest place in the Long residence as well as the entire Blue Dragon City . From this tall building, one could see each corner or street of the Blue Dragon City clearly .
At this moment, a young man stood at the top of the giant building in a calm and natural manner while watching the entire city and the people below .
The young only looked around eighteen or nineteen years and was very handsome . He was wearing a blue robe and his long dark hair cascaded down his back black ink of a tilted piece of parchment .
He had a pair of piercing eyes that burned with loftiness . However, this loftiness wasn’t like Long Zheng’s kind of senseless and haughty arrogance that bullied the weak and fear the strong, but a noble aloofness that came from the soul .
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It was if, before his eyes, every living being in this world was comparable to be as insignificant as dust .
Furthermore, he had a stern face that commanded respect and his body exuded a horrifying aura that could suppress the heavens .
His presence gave off the feeling as though he was a monstrous mountain that no one could climb . His noble and terrifying aura made him seem like he was a Demi-God already .
This young man was none other than Long Zhentian, the young master of the Long Family as well as one of the Twenty Young Deities .
Long Zhentian had his brows slightly furrowed as he was looking down as if he was pondering about something .
At that moment, an old man walked up from the stairs . Even though Long Zhentian had his back turned, the old man still gave a slight bow .
“Young Master, the party is about to start and many people from the other ancient families are asking for you . ” The old man said reverently .
Interrupted by his words, Long Zhentian came to his senses . However, he didn’t turn his head even after hearing the old man behind him .
“Is the old monk here yet?” Coldly asked Long Zhentian . His voice was not loud, it was filled with nobility and contained a will within them that allowed no dispute, no disobedience .
“No yet young master . ” Quickly answered the old man while looking at the young man with fear in his eyes .
Even though the old man had high status and was one of the core elders of the Long Family, he didn’t dare to act high and mighty in front of Long Zhentian .
” I see!”
“Remember, the moment that old monk showed up, take five people with you and bring me that bitch . ” Long Zhentian said coldly as his eyes were filled with murderous intent .
“Young master, forgive this subordinate for his rudeness but I don’t think it’s a good idea . The patriarch had clearly ordered us not to antagonize the old monk until we find out more about him . ” Answered the old man in a respectful tone .
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The old man knew that the patriarch has been keeping on eye on the old monk the moment he entered the city . The patriarch had spies even in Shadow Guard of the Sun God Palace, as such, he was privy to some secrets .
Even though he didn’t say it out loud, but the reason he had invited the old monk to his birthday party was to find out more about him as well as the reason why the Sun Demi-God was interested in him .
If he really followed the young master’s order and captured the two people that were living with the monk while he was attending the party, wouldn’t he go against the patriarch order?
Not only that, but it would also look as though the patriarch had set up the old monk . Furthermore, the old man also knew that the young master and patriarch didn’t see eye to eye .
“Long De, whose dog are you? . ” Coldly asked Long Zhentian with an angry look on his face as he turned around and looked at the old man with a fierce glare .
At the same time, his eyes radiated frightening killing intent . The old man couldn’t help but take three steps back as cold sweats dripped down his body .
“I am sorry young master, this subordinate understands . ” Quickly answered the old man in shivering tone as he accepted Long Zhentian’s order and immediately left
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Buddha Miracle Temple
” It’s time for me to leave . ” Murmured Ling Chen after making sure that both Wanxue and Little Mei was already deeply asleep .
None of them knew that Ling Chen was going to the Long Family’s patriarch birthday party . Ling Chen didn’t tell them as he didn’t want to make them worry about anything .
“However, before I go . I leave those bastards a little present . ” He added with a devious smile on his face .
Having said that, he walked to the corner of the room and quietly sat on the ground in a meditative stance as he gently closed his eyes .
Like always, Ling Chen used his awareness or his spiritual sense and dove within the dark void of his lower-dantian like a fish in the ocean .
Within the never-ending dark void which was his lower-dantian;
A figure suddenly appeared floating in the dark . The appearance of this person was exactly the same as Ling Chen .
His lower-dantian was the same as usual . It was a vast expanse space fill with darkness with a giant dark tree trunk in the middle .
The giant trunk of the dark tree looked like a massive octopus with millions of dark tentacles from top to bottom .
The only difference this time was the giant nine-headed snake coiling around the huge dark tree trunk .
The body of the nine-headed snake was exceptionally large and was covered with blue scales like an enormous giant blue dragon .
Its nine heads were hovering around the tree trunk . Right now, the eyes of the Nine-headed snakes were closed tightly as though it was asleep .
Although it was asleep, it was giving off a horrifying pressure that would send a chill to any high-level Martial Saint’s spine . To be able to emit a pressure like that while only sleeping, one could only imagine how terrifying that Nine-Headed Snake was .
Looking at the enormous nine-headed snake coiling around the dark tree trunk within his lower-dantian, Ling Chen’s lips couldn’t help but curve upward into an evil smile .
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