Chapter 6000 Sinister Scheme
Long Chen’s sudden hostility stunned both the Jiuli race and the violet blood race.
Even Qingyu was baffled. The Jiuli race had arrived with goodwill. Even if Long Chen chose to refuse their offer, was there truly a need for such a harsh tone?
They were, after all, the Jiuli race. Offending them would only bring him unnecessary trouble. Rejecting their offer was one thing, but antagonizing them outright?
That would only be harmful to Long Chen.
Zhao Manjiang’s expression shifted subtly, and for a brief moment, a flash of killing intent crossed his eyes. It vanished as quickly as it appeared, but Qingyu caught it. She suddenly realized something, and her expression darkened.
The elders accompanying Zhao Manjiang exploded in anger, cursing Long Chen. If this weren’t the violet blood race’s territory, they would have long since taken action.
Many Jiuli disciples clenched their fists, barely restraining themselves. In their eyes, Long Chen was far too arrogant.
“Long Chen, you don’t know how to appreciate kindness, nor do you know how high the heavens are! Who do you think you are?! The Jiuli race pities you for being lost in the outside world. We’re even offering you a spot to enter the Jiuli Tower—this represents the goodwill of the Jiuli Divine Palace! And you reject it with such arrogance? Let me tell you, the Jiuli Divine Palace is filled with monstrous geniuses! Someone like you wouldn’t even make it into the top thousand!” a Jiuli disciple shouted.
“Hmph, someone this arrogant needs to be taught a lesson. I, Zhao Changting, was also a nobody once, just another lost disciple drifting among the nine heavens. Among the Jiuli race’s ten million Sovereign sprouts, I was nothing. But the Jiuli Tower granted me its blessing. Now I stand among the elites. I may not yet be in the top five hundred of the Jiuli Heaven Rankings, but I’m more than enough to deal with you! If you disagree—fight me!” A long-haired man shouted, his eyes cold and challenging.
Zhao Changting’s actions startled the elders present. His aura was strong, and his Sovereign sprout fluctuations were exceptionally intense. Even now, a powerful blessing force still lingered within his body.
Such a force was something only Spirit Awakeners of the violet blood race could wield. Though the violet blood race had no formal ranking system, Zhao Changting’s power would undoubtedly place him in the top hundred.
And if what he said was true—if he really had only become a Sovereign sprout after entering the Jiuli Tower—then his progress was nothing short of terrifying.
But in the end, it was still meaningless... because Long Chen was a monster among monsters.
Even someone as powerful as Bi Xingyao had died without forcing Long Chen to reveal his full power. According to conservative estimates from the four mountain lords, Long Chen’s combat strength was at the very peak of the Spirit Awakener level.
The top violet race disciples were all monsters amongst monsters as well. Every single one of them possessed a unique bloodline power that even Sovereign Lords couldn’t suppress.
Seeing Zhao Changting challenge Long Chen, the violet blood experts sighed. A flicker of amusement crossed their faces. Long Chen truly hid his strength well. Those unfamiliar with him couldn’t even start to perceive his terror.
“Is this your backup plan?” Long Chen asked, looking at Zhao Manjiang.
Zhao Manjiang’s pupils shrank, a flicker of panic flashing across his face before he swiftly masked it. He didn’t believe Long Chen could have seen through him.
But Long Chen didn’t wait for a reply.
“First you play the card of the Jiuli Divine Palace’s ‘magnanimity’. Then, if I refuse, you bring out someone to challenge me—an ‘ordinary’ disciple who became powerful through the Jiuli Tower’s blessing. I’ve seen this trick too many times to count.”
Zhao Manjiang’s face paled. How could this man read his mind?
Long Chen’s assessment was dead on.
“Long Chen, don’t use your own pettiness to judge others—” Zhao Manjiang started.
But Long Chen cut him off with a wave of his hand. “I’m guessing you don’t even represent the Jiuli Divine Palace. You were sent here on someone’s order.”
“I—” Zhao Manjiang was speechless.
Now the violet blood experts finally understood. No wonder this group had shown up so abruptly, without notifying them beforehand. That was completely uncharacteristic of the Jiuli race.
Judging by Zhao Manjiang’s reaction, Long Chen’s guess had hit the nail on the head. Their admiration for Long Chen soared to new heights.
Qingyu couldn’t help but sigh. No wonder he could become the dean of High Firmament Academy at such a young age. Even seasoned experts like them looked like rotten old fools in comparison. Zhao Manjiang’s schemes were child’s play before Long Chen. Utterly laughable.
However, Qingyu’s expression quickly darkened. How dare these people come here and try to scam Long Chen with such blatant audacity? They even dared to throw around the name of the Jiuli Divine Palace.
They were clearly looking down on Sovereign Mountain.
“Zhao Manjiang, don’t you think you’ve gone too far?” Qingyu’s voice dropped, her face cold and expressionless.
A terrifying pressure descended on the entire Jiuli group, and the temperature instantly dropped. Everyone from the Jiuli race broke out into a cold sweat.
They knew that their actions had provoked the mountain lord’s wrath.
Zhao Manjiang cursed inside. He had warned them that this mission would end badly. But no—they insisted he carry it out. Now that things had blown up, he was going to die for their scheme.
“Speak. What is the Jiuli Divine Palace’s official stance on this?” Qingyu demanded.
Her courteous tone was gone. Now, she spoke like a high judge interrogating a criminal. She truly was angry now.
The violet blood race was a leading power of the human race and possessed a supreme status. For these people to try to con her was clearly a provocation toward Sovereign Mountain. Even if they came from the Jiuli Divine Palace, they would have to give her a satisfactory explanation.
Zhao Manjiang was like an ant on a hot plate, his whole face turning red. But he simply didn’t know what to say. This matter was one of the top secrets of the Jiuli race, and he couldn’t possibly speak of it.
“Mountain lord, can you leave this to me?” asked Long Chen suddenly.
Qingyu nodded. These people gave her a headache. If she dealt with them too harshly, she risked severing ties with the Jiuli race. But if she let them go, it would reflect poorly on the violet blood race. Long Chen, with his unique status, was the perfect person to handle the matter.
Once she gave her approval, Long Chen turned back to the Jiuli delegation.
And spat out a single word.
“Scram!"