Chapter 5748 Violet Blood Treasury
“Who do you think you are? Do you think I’m your daddy? You really think I’ll tolerate you?” Long Chen sneered after slapping Luo Shenghui away.
The experts accompanying Luo Shenghui were stunned. None of them had expected Long Chen to strike so boldly in the plaza. In the Luo family, such an act was a serious taboo.
With a furious expression, they unsheathed their swords. Blood Qi rose as they pointed those weapons at Long Chen.
“Courting death!” Long Chen exclaimed, his gaze turning cold.
Long Chen would hold back a bit if it were just an ordinary provocation. However, the moment someone pointed their weapons at him, they were no longer people of his race, but enemies. If his enemies dared to attack him, he would show no mercy.
“Bastard!” shouted someone.
The artificial mountain behind them exploded as Luo Shenghui charged back, thirteen violet dragons swirling behind him. His sword cleaved through the air, unleashing a chilling astral wind toward Long Chen.
“Since you want to die, fine...” Long Chen snorted, extending his right hand.
Flame runes appeared on his middle finger and thumb. Just as he was about to unleash the Moon Flame and Sun Flame, a powerful Sword Qi pierced through the air.
BOOM!
Luo Shenghui was blown back, hacking up blood.
“Luo Shenghui, you really are courting death!” roared Luo Yanfeng.
He, Luo Ying, and the other companions quickly appeared in front of Long Chen.
They were covered with blood, their killing intent palpable. At this moment, their gazes were as sharp as a blade. Compared to before, their auras were completely different.
Long Chen instantly recognized that they had been on a true battlefield. These greenhouse flowers had finally experienced the baptism of wind and frost.
After this baptism, the arrogance they once carried had diminished, replaced by a hardened, battle-worn presence.
Having just returned to recuperate, Luo Yanfeng and his group had barely set foot in the plaza when they witnessed Luo Shenghui's group pointing weapons at Long Chen. Seeing Luo Shenghui launch a sneak attack, Luo Yanfeng acted without hesitation.
With a single strike, he forced Luo Shenghui to cough up blood. The gap between them had always been vast, but after their time on the battlefield, that gap had only widened.
“What is going on?!”
The disturbance drew the attention of the Luo family Elders. When they saw the tension between the disciples, their expressions darkened.
“Ask this idiot! They surrounded Long Chen and tried to kill him! If this were the battlefield, I would have already cut this idiot down!” shouted Luo Yanfeng.
“You go too far! Long Chen clearly provoked us and attacked first!” roared Luo Shenghui.
“Long Chen provoked you first? Alone? Against all of you? Do you even believe your own lies?! We all know exactly what kind of person you are!” Luo Yanfeng shot back, his voice laced with disdain.
“Silence!”
The Elder interjected, rubbing his temples in frustration. The Luo family was already struggling to maintain unity, and these internal disputes among disciples only worsened the situation.
“Luo Shenghui, you are part of the next batch heading to the battlefield. Go prepare. Any personal grudges can be settled once you return.”
Luo Shenghui trembled with rage, his grip tightening around his sword. Glaring at Long Chen, he hissed, “Just you wait! When we meet on the battlefield, I’ll take your head!”
He didn’t dare to utter such threats toward Luo Yanfeng, so he directed all his hatred at Long Chen. Yet, Long Chen simply sneered in response. Meet on the battlefield? He would welcome such a delightful opportunity.
After that, Luo Shenghui waved his hand, bringing his group of disciples away with him.
“Long Chen, are you alright?” Luo Ying asked, rushing over to Long Chen’s side.
“I’m fine. It’s a good thing you arrived when you did.” Long Chen gave a wry smile.
It was true. Had they come even a moment later, those disciples might never have left the plaza alive.
“It’s fine as long as you’re fine. Next time, come with us to the battlefield. The battlefield may be dangerous, but some people in our own race are more dangerous than the enemies,” said Luo Yanfeng, gritting his teeth.
Hearing this, the Elder sighed, “Yanfeng, it’s good to see you back safely. Did you gain anything from the battlefield?”
With a hardened expression, Luo Yanfeng replied, “I would rather face the devil race than deal with idiots like Luo Shenghui. The devil race makes us stronger, while people like him only bring frustration. If we meet on the battlefield, I will kill him. Be prepared for that.”
His tone was resolute. Luo Shenghui had tried to kill Long Chen once, and Luo Yanfeng wouldn’t give him another chance.
His meaning was clear: within the Luo family, only one of them would survive. The higher-ups could decide who that would be.
The Elder's expression turned weary. Luo Shenghui was indeed problematic, but after all, he was a top-tier genius of their family. Losing him would weaken their overall force.
Right now, the Luo family’s position was rather precarious, as they had to compete with the Bi family and others. Infighting was the last thing they needed, yet the family head lacked an effective means to prevent it.
“You’ve just returned from battle. You should focus on resting,” the Elder advised with a sigh.
“Rest can wait. First, we’re exchanging our points for rewards!” Luo Yanfeng declared, slinging an arm around Long Chen’s shoulders. “Come with us!”
“Rewards?” Long Chen was startled.
“You’ll see soon enough. Although you haven’t been on the battlefield yet, we’ll still get you something useful.”
Just like that, Luo Yanfeng brought Long Chen away.
In any case, Long Chen didn’t have anything else to do. Not wanting to dampen their excitement, he followed them to the treasury.
Seeing the treasures up for grabs here, Long Chen was stunned. The violet blood line’s stock of treasures was incredibly shocking. Among the weapons, he even spotted pre-Sovereign artifacts.
Long Chen’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
The medicinal section was equally astonishing. Legendary divine medicines and sacred ingredients filled the shelves, treasures that most cultivators could only dream of obtaining. But now, they were reflected in Long Chen’s eyes.
“There’s a lot of good stuff here,” Long Chen muttered, his heartbeat quickening.
If this weren’t the Luo family’s treasury, he would have started plundering.
When Luo Yanfeng and the others arrived, the administrator already knew why they were here. He led them directly to the exchange area.
The group presented their tablets, each inscribed with kill points earned from slaying the devils. Luo Yanfeng had the most, exceeding thirty million points, while the others had between three thousand to six thousand.
After the others started selecting their rewards, Luo Yanfeng casually handed his tablet to Long Chen.
Luo Yanfeng said, “Long Chen, see if there’s anything you need. It might just save your life on the battlefield.”