Chapter 5993 Jiuli Divine Palace
The four mountain lords had lived for countless years, but never before had they witnessed such a phenomenon. The runes within the bone books were spontaneously flowing toward Long Chen.
At first, their expressions tightened in alarm. But when they noticed that the bone books were undamaged after releasing their runes, they finally relaxed.
Long Chen didn’t use a forceful method of absorbing them. It was more like making a gentle stone rubbing—his method precise and non-invasive. While the bone books expended a bit of energy, it was minimal and easily replenished.
Though the room was filled with countless bone books, only thirteen responded to Long Chen’s call. They were scattered throughout the space, and their runes danced through the air like ethereal spirits drawn to him.
“Heaven Nourishing Talisman.”
“Dao Cultivation Scripture.”
“Heaven Merging Nine Arts.”
“Violet Blood Spirit Guide Skill.”
“What...?”
The four mountain lords stared, confused. The books responding to Long Chen weren’t battle techniques. Instead, they were foundational supportive techniques. While their runes were wide-ranging and profound, they were not the classic magical arts and divine abilities. Would learning these things really be of any use to Long Chen?
Still, they refrained from interfering. These were the choices Long Chen had made, so they simply watched in silence.
As they observed, the four of them sank into thought. Long Chen had grown up outside and had never received the systematic training of the violet blood race. Now that he had returned to Sovereign Mountain, building a solid foundation first was the correct path. Without a firm foundation, whatever he learned would not have real substance, like the moon’s reflection in the water.
Having understood this, they continued watching. More and more runes poured into Long Chen’s body. A violet flame gradually flared to life around him.
Two hours passed. Tens of thousands of runes had merged into him, yet his aura remained the same.
Then, the violet flames suddenly vanished.
The moment they disappeared, the entire room burst into light. Every single bone book blazed with radiance as runes fired beams of energy into the air.
The four mountain lords were shaken.
Long Chen was planning on absorbing all the highest-level secret arts of the violet blood race at once? But could a person’s Spiritual Strength really endure this sudden surge of information? It could easily kill a person.
The bone books quivered several times in a mysterious rhythm, and then everything abruptly fell silent. No more runes floated in the air, and the books themselves didn’t appear to have lost any energy.
Long Chen slowly opened his eyes and rose to his feet. As he stood, a faint divine ripple radiated from his body.
He looked up toward the concealed mountain lords and offered a slight bow before turning to leave.
“Did he see us?” asked mountain lord Shuangfeng, startled.
They were using the laws of Violet Cloud Pavilion to conceal themselves and secretly keep an eye on things. But Long Chen still noticed them.
“Should we report this to the old ancestor?” asked mountain lord Yunshan.
Shaking her head, mountain lord Qingyu replied, “I don’t think so. That old drunkard spends all day drunk. Unless Sovereign Mountain is in danger of collapsing, he won’t care.”
The others could only sigh helplessly.
“Long Chen has too many secrets. With so many unpredictable factors, he’s like a double-edged sword. Shouldn’t we at least consult someone?” said mountain lord Shuangfeng.
“If we can’t see the old ancestor, what about the seniors in the Mountain Divine Hall?” asked mountain lord Yunshan.
“Ha, are you joking? Those old fellows have terrible tempers. If you wake them, you’ll never be able to get rid of them. Just let them sleep peacefully,” replied mountain lord Qingyu.
“Then what do we do?”
“Just let everything happen naturally.”
“Long Chen’s tribulation is coming soon. But he doesn’t just carry violet blood—he also carries Jiuli blood. I’ve been thinking... maybe we should send him to the Jiuli Divine Palace in the name of Sovereign Mountain. As a descendant of the Jiuli race, he deserves their highest-level treatment. If both our races nurture him, the benefits he’ll gain are unimaginable!” said mountain lord Shuangfeng.
Mountain lord Shuangfeng had once been displeased about Long Chen killing Bi Xingyao, but after Qingyu gave him a wake-up call, that resentment had faded. Now, he sincerely wished for Long Chen to receive the best possible resources.
Long Chen bore both violet blood and Jiuli blood—core bloodlines of the human race. Whether he stayed with the violet blood race or the Jiuli race, he would still be fighting for the human race. His rise would be a blessing for all of humanity.
Mountain lord Yunshan and the others nodded quietly. Mountain lord Shuangfeng’s broad-mindedness was admirable.
However, mountain lord Qingyu shook her head. “You think it’s that simple? The current Jiuli race is likely no longer the same Jiuli race of old. Sending Long Chen there might be like throwing him into the tiger’s den.”
“What...?” All three of them were startled.
With a grave tone, mountain lord Qingyu said, “I just received word. Long Can, who was labeled as a traitor to the Jiuli race, is now at the center of a fierce debate within their clan. A growing faction is fighting to restore her status.”
“What?!”
The three mountain lords were shocked once again.
“I can’t confirm the full truth, but information like this doesn’t appear out of thin air. The Jiuli race is far more chaotic internally than we are. If this rumor is real, then their internal strife has reached a critical point. Sending Long Chen there would throw him straight into a storm.”
The three mountain lords fell silent. As the presiding mountain lord, Qingyu had access to all strategic reports. She simply hadn’t bothered updating them on every detail. After all, the Jiuli’s internal affairs didn’t concern them.
“Don’t try to play mediator between Long Chen and the Jiuli race,” mountain lord Qingyu said. “We just need to protect our own. As for everything else, let Long Chen decide his path.”
With that, she vanished into the void.
The remaining three mountain lords exchanged looks and sighed. One by one, they also disappeared.
...
Long Chen stepped out of the hall and descended the pavilion. On the lower floors, many young geniuses were engrossed in their cultivation. Most of them weren’t native to Sovereign Mountain but had come from the outside world after passing rigorous trials.
Now that they were here, they were like beggars suddenly seated on a mountain of gold. They were eager to absorb every bit of knowledge they could find.
When they noticed Long Chen, their gazes turned reverent. In Sovereign Mountain, he was currently the brightest star.
Long Chen smiled and waved casually. Just as he was about to leave, a familiar figure caught his eye. It was a girl with her back turned, quietly hiding in a corner.
Without hesitation, Long Chen changed course and walked straight toward her.