sbdcsierra Chapter 467 How could I not recognize him?
Chapter 467 How could I not recognize him?
The clouds have broken, and dawn is breaking in the east.
When Lian Chuan returned to Beiyue City from the territory of the Snow Finch Clan, the first thing he saw was Xue Chongyu standing on the altar.
The woman wore an elaborate indigo robe, with white fur adorning the collar, and elegant, vivid blue lotus flowers embroidered on the hem and cuffs, lifelike in appearance.
A faint silver rune was drawn between his eyebrows; his eyes and brows were as serene as green mountains, and his temperament was as aloof as falling snow.
Behind Xue Chongyu, Lian Chuan saw Qingyu and Zhenzhu, who had escaped earlier, as well as other children from the ferret clan.
Qingyu held her younger sister's hand, her dark eyes lighting up the moment she saw Lianchuan.
After glancing at Lian Chuan, Qing Yu cautiously looked at Xue Chongyu to the side, a hint of anticipation rising in her dark eyes.
Xue Chongyu noticed the emotions in the girl's eyes and gently beckoned to Lian Chuan to come over.
Lian Chuan cast a cleansing spell on himself, removing all traces of the fight from the previous night, before walking towards the altar.
"elder brother!"
Lian Chuan walked to the front of the altar, and Pearl was the first to speak.
Perhaps because she was asleep, the little girl clearly had no memory of the previous fight, and spoke with a puzzled look on her face:
"Where are Pearl's parents?"
Lian Chuan's expression froze, and the young man looked to Xue Chongyu for help.
Xue Chongyu looked at Lian Chuan, whose expression was somewhat blank, and then at the small pearl on the ground.
The woman's voice was cold, but she deliberately slowed her speech:
"The fellow cultivator from the Ferret Clan is unharmed and will likely be back soon."
Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and Pearl immediately came over and grabbed Xue Chongyu's hand:
"Thank you, aunt."
Xue Chongyu smiled gently and did not shake off the girl.
Lian Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and the young man transmitted his voice to Xue Chongyu:
"Auntie, is the trial about to begin?"
"There's still some time; my great-aunt is preparing the trial site."
"Yu'er, pearls!"
The two had only exchanged one sentence when a shout came from behind them. Lian Chuan turned around and saw Pearl's father rushing towards the altar in a panic, tears still on his face.
Behind him were many ferret parents who were worried about their child.
The morning light fell on the snow-capped mountains behind Beiyue City, turning the mountains into a golden spectacle, a breathtaking sight.
The middle-aged man held his two daughters in his arms, looking at Qingyu's wounds with heartache. He wished he could transform back into his original form right now and hold all the children in his arms.
Tears streaming down their faces, they didn't care whether the Silver Moon Wolf was there or not. The older brother wanted to comfort their father, but somehow he ended up joining them in crying.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became somewhat strange.
Lian Chuan secretly glanced at his aunt's expression and shook his head helplessly when he saw the woman.
"Aunt?"
Lian Chuan secretly transmitted his voice to Xue Chongyu.
"The trial hasn't even started yet. You've survived this ordeal, so it's okay to cry."
Seemingly realizing he hadn't made himself clear, Xue Chongyu added another sentence:
"That's always been the case among the ferrets."
Lian Chuan smiled helplessly and remained silent.
The young man looked at Pearl's family, who were huddled together crying, and understood.
Timid, sensitive, and afraid of being alone, they want to live together with their entire family.
But when faced with life-or-death situations or when family members are in danger, one must stand up even if one is afraid of death.
In the depths of Mount Danmo, Jinguang looked up at the Snow Mink Clan Chief in front of him.
The old man was a demon lord of the twelfth realm. At this moment, his eyes were red, and he looked as if he had suffered some great injustice.
The clan leader, Bai Jing, was among the first demon lords to follow Xue Lan into the Northern Region. He was gentle, polite, and steady in his actions.
Jin Guang burned the talisman in his hand to ashes, then pressed his temples with a headache.
The woman's voice carried a hint of impatience:
"Your great-grandson is alright!"
Shirai's mournful face instantly broke into a smile, making Jinguang's teeth ache.
They're just a bit too attached to their homes; they're always saying things like:
"My little great-grandson, my little great-grandson!"
Shirai smiled as she looked at Jinguang, her round face bearing a gentle smile.
"To be honest, this is the first time Changjun has invited me to Danmo Mountain!" The old man's voice was tinged with nostalgia.
"If you get bored staying alone in the Ice Flower Pool, I can invite you to visit my clan!"
“My great-grandson is so round and chubby, you can let him transform into his original form and play with him.”
Jinguang couldn't stand him anymore and gritted her teeth as she spoke:
"I don't like it, you can leave!"
Shirai turned and left, her round body slowly moving towards the exit of Danmo Mountain.
Just as they were about to leave Danmo Mountain, the old man suddenly stopped, and his smiling voice rang out again:
"grown ups!"
Shirai turned to look at Ember:
"Come and play! I remember someone used to really like bullying the little ferret!"
This statement was truly baffling, yet it made Jin Guang's heart skip a beat.
After saying this, the old ferret left Danmo Mountain and happily went to find his great-grandson.
Only Jin Guang remained, sitting alone in the Dark Ink Mountain.
After a long silence, the woman on the bluestone spoke softly:
"That's good, the ferret that was bullied by Lord Changjun has recognized it!"
“That’s right!” She slowly stood up from the bluestone, with a snow-white longsword floating behind her.
The demon lords of the Northern Region River served Xue Lan as if she were a god, so how could they not recognize her?
All the Northern Region needs is a living, majestic Lord Changjun!
The woman's eyes were a little moist, but the tear ultimately did not fall.
Lian Chuan watched the ferret clan cry in front of the altar for almost half an hour, during which time a chubby clan chief also came.
He had thought the arrival of the chieftain would end the farce, but to his surprise, the round old man not only failed to persuade the ferrets around him, but also plunged into the wailing army, his voice louder than anyone else's.
Seeing the young man's somewhat surprised expression, Xue Chongyu spoke again:
"Among the ferrets, this one is the most skilled at crying."
Lian Chuan was completely speechless.
A group of ferrets howled until the disciples participating in the trial arrived, and then they reluctantly returned to their underground ferret territory.
Lian Chuan's ears were suddenly much quieter as the young man looked at the disciples who had arrived. He spotted Lang Qingfeng and Lang Mingyue, the brother and sister, on the second floor of an inn not far away. Without hesitation, he stepped on the edge of the altar and flew up, landing on the second floor.
Lang Mingyue seemed to have anticipated this, as she had already taken away the wine pot from the table when Lian Chuan looked at her. Now, looking at a clear snow footprint on the table, she teased:
"Young hero, you have impressive skills. You must have been very busy lately!"
Lian Chuan smiled slightly at the woman and said, "Greetings, both of you!"
Lang Qingfeng took the wine pot from his younger sister and carefully began to speak:
"Has something unexpected happened during this trial?"
Lian Chuan paused slightly upon hearing this, then narrowed his eyes and spoke:
"I've been quite busy lately and haven't noticed anything unusual. Would you two mind telling me about it?"
Upon hearing this, Lang Qingfeng rolled his eyes at Lian Chuan and spoke without any hesitation:
“Grandfather has been in a bad mood since last night. The Purple Moon Dark Wolf is in charge of the protective barriers of Beiyue City…”
The young man paused here and poured Lian Chuan a glass of wine.
Lian Chuan skillfully took the cup:
"and then?"
Lang Mingyue glanced at her brother and made a throat-slitting gesture.
"We killed quite a few demons!"