pjbooks Chapter 133 After the Blood Calamity, Long Yuan Lost His Voice
Chapter 133 After the Blood Calamity, Long Yuan Lost His Voice
Outside the ruins of the White Pagoda.
A night breeze blew by.
But the smell of blood in the air couldn't be dispelled.
Qin Xuanxiao's body still lay on the shattered ground of the White Pagoda.
The old ancestor who once made the Qin family stand tall in Longyuan City for a hundred years, who was at the mid-stage of the Marquis Realm, now had half of his body charred black, his chest collapsed, and the remaining true meaning of mountains and rivers had been completely extinguished.
Not far from him lay Qin Yue's corpse.
Further in, there is the collapsed retesting area, the shattered observation ring, and the broken white pagoda array pattern.
The White Pagoda was once entirely white and stood tall and imposing.
But at this moment, the tower that symbolized the authority of the Star Gate research in Longyuan City had its outer layer forcibly broken through, the sealing well at the bottom collapsed, and the tower body was diagonally cracked, like a broken white bone stuck in the night.
No one speaks.
The Zhenxing Army has arrived.
The Enforcement Hall has arrived.
The elders' patrol team has arrived.
The remaining elders and deacons of the Resource Institute also arrived.
The members of the four major families also stood at a distance.
But everyone stopped outside the ruins of the White Tower.
No one dared to step into that crevice.
Because there was a figure standing in front of the crack.
Black robe.
Blood-stained face.
The red lotus fire pattern on the forehead of the mask had dimmed again, leaving only a faint red line.
Even so, that figure still resembled a black boundary marker standing between the White Tower and the entire Dragon Abyss City.
Who crossed over?
Who dies?
Qin Xuanxiao's corpse is the best proof.
A deputy elder from the Resources Institute stood at the front of the crowd, his face pale.
Qin Yue is dead.
The outer layer of the White Pagoda was destroyed.
The Institute of Resources was practically humiliated in public tonight.
He knew perfectly well that he shouldn't speak at this moment.
If the Resource Institute doesn't even dare to say a word, what authority will it have in Longyuan City in the future?
He steeled himself and took half a step forward, his voice hoarse:
"The Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator..."
"Even if Elder Qin Yue was negligent, he is still the elder of the Resource Institute."
"You killed the elders, destroyed the White Pagoda, and beheaded the Qin family patriarch... This matter..."
He hadn't finished speaking.
Blood Shadow turned his head and glanced at him.
Just that one glance.
There was no burst of Qi and blood.
There was no accidental release of the killer.
There wasn't even any movement.
But the deputy elder's voice suddenly caught in his throat.
The color drained from his face little by little, and cold sweat soaked his robes almost instantly.
Because he suddenly realized that the person standing in front of him was not someone he needed to reason with from the Resource Institute.
This is the ancient cultivator with the blood-faced face who just killed Qin Xuanxiao.
Qin Xuanxiao is dead.
Who does he think he is?
Blood Shadow looked at him, his voice low and hoarse:
"You want to explain yourself too?"
The deputy elder's lips trembled.
He couldn't utter a single word.
Blood Shadow slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at everyone outside the ruins of the White Tower.
Zhenxing Army.
Enforcement Hall.
The Council of Elders.
Resource Institute.
The four major families.
Countless eyes were watching him.
Shocked.
fear.
fear.
There was also an undeniable chill.
Blood Shadow stood before the crack, his voice not loud, yet clearly carrying in all directions.
"The matter of Lin Xiaoya."
That's all.
The night breeze stopped.
Everyone felt as if their breath was being suppressed.
Blood Shadow continued:
"Whoever reaches out again."
He glanced sideways at Qin Xuanxiao's corpse.
"That's his fate."
The tone was not threatening.
There was no angry roar.
It was as calm as stating a rule that had already been established.
But it is precisely because of the calm that it is even more chilling.
This is not a matter for discussion.
This is not a warning.
It's about setting rules.
From this night onward, all forces in Dragon Abyss City will remember one thing.
Lin Xiaoya, don't touch her.
Lin Yuan and his sister are not to be touched.
Whoever touches it dies.
After Blood Shadow finished speaking, he didn't look at anyone else.
The black robe trembled slightly.
His entire body transformed into a wisp of dark golden blood shadow, slowly dissipating into the night.
Even after his presence completely disappeared, no one dared to move outside the ruins of the White Tower.
Much later.
Only then did someone let out a long sigh of relief.
That breath was filled with the trembling of someone who had survived a disaster.
……
Temporary council chamber of the elders.
The blood shadow in the projection has disappeared.
But the council chamber remained deathly silent.
All the elders heard what I just said.
The matter concerning Lin Xiaoya ends here.
Anyone who tries to take advantage of him will face the same fate as Qin Xuanxiao.
This statement wasn't just directed at the Resource Institute.
It was also meant for the elders' council.
An elder, his face ashen, couldn't help but speak up:
"That's outrageous."
"He's threatening the entire Dragon Abyss City!"
Another elder gave him a cold look.
"You go and make him take it back?"
The elder was speechless.
The atmosphere in the council chamber became even more oppressive.
They could be called Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator Madman.
You could say he was lawless.
He can be considered an uncontrollable factor.
But the question is, who can control it?
Qin Xuanxiao died even after burning his true essence.
After the White Tower Blood Calamity, the Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator was no longer just a "strongman".
Rather, it is a blood-stained blade hanging over the heads of all forces.
Nobody knows who will be the next victim of this knife.
Marquis Zhenxing stood to one side, his gaze sweeping coldly over the crowd.
"Starting now."
"The sealed remnants at the bottom of the White Pagoda have been taken over by the Zhenxing Army."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of several elders from the Star Gate Research Institute changed slightly.
"My lord, the White Tower has always belonged to the research institute system, and the underlying data is complex. If the Zhenxing Army were to take over rashly, I'm afraid..."
Marquis Zhenxing interrupted directly:
"What are you afraid of?"
His voice wasn't loud, but it made the elder's heart sink.
Marquis Zhenxing looked at him and said, word by word:
"I'm afraid the Zhenxing Army will find out exactly what the White Tower did with Subject Number One twenty years ago?"
The elder's face turned pale instantly.
Marquis Zhenxing continued:
"Or perhaps you've discovered fragments of a King-level sect bone. Why were you sealing it away for twenty years without ever fully reporting it to the Zhenxing Army?"
"Or perhaps, we could find out why the old ring array was secretly restarted tonight, remotely manipulating a child's dream?"
One sentence after another.
It pierced the council chamber like a knife.
No one dared to answer.
Because every single word spoken is a sin that the White Tower and the Resource Institute cannot conceal tonight.
Marquis Zhenxing said coldly:
"The old ring array of the White Pagoda is permanently sealed."
"All of Lin Xiaoya's mandatory retest procedures are hereby invalidated."
"No force or individual may contact her again under the pretext of the Cleansing Gate, the safety of the Main Star Gate, or the White Tower observation."
"Those who disobey will be executed by the Zhenxing Army first, and then tried."
An elder said with difficulty:
"My lord, isn't this too harsh? After all, if Lin Xiaoya is truly a member of the Pure Gate, she might pose a threat to the Main Star Gate in the future..."
Marquis Zhenxing suddenly looked at him.
"You still want to use her?"
The elder felt a chill run down his spine.
The Marquis of Zhenxing's voice turned completely cold.
"She can be protected."
"Cannot be used."
"You've already killed one of the test subjects."
"Want to use a second one?"
Silence fell over the council chamber.
After a long while, Zhenxing Hou looked back towards the White Pagoda.
Deep within his eyes lay a solemnity that others could not fathom.
Because he knew that the biggest secret tonight was not that Bloodface had killed Qin Xuanxiao.
It was the aura emanating from the bottom of the White Pagoda.
The one who truly resolved the sect leader's single thought was not Bloodface.
At least not the Blood Face who stood atop the White Pagoda and fought Qin Xuanxiao.
It's the person below.
That person whom no one has truly seen through yet.
Marquis Zhenxing said in a low voice:
"His true self is the biggest mystery tonight."
Not far away, Gu Changye's projection stood quietly.
Upon hearing this, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up.
There was no explanation.
There was no denial.
He simply smiled without saying a word.
……
Outside the White Pagoda.
The Zhenxing Army began to take over the ruins.
Squads of armored soldiers blocked the outer perimeter.
All the staff of the Resource Institute were expelled from the lower-level areas.
The remaining researchers at the Stargate Research Institute were taken away one by one for investigation.
Those researchers in white coats who were usually aloof and superior were now pale-faced, heads bowed, not daring to utter a single word of explanation.
They used to stand atop the White Tower, looking down upon all those who were being tested, observed, and defined.
But tonight, the White Pagoda collapsed.
They then discovered that so-called authority is as fragile as paper in the face of true power.
As a young researcher passed by the ruins of the retesting area, he subconsciously glanced at the fragments of the observation ring on the ground.
The rings were shattered all over the ground.
The gray and white lines have all gone out.
I can no longer hold onto anyone's dreams.
He suddenly remembered the blacked-out record in the old file of Experiment Subject No. 1.
An echo could still be heard from inside the door.
That was not an echo.
That was a child's plea for help after being trapped for twenty years.
But the White Pagoda cannot hear.
Until tonight, someone heard it.
Then the white pagoda collapsed.
……
New student area.
No one could sleep that night.
Countless students stood in the dormitory buildings, the training tower, and the outer ring street, gazing in the direction of the white tower.
News of the White Tower Bloodbath has swept through the entire academy like a storm.
Qin Yue died.
Qin Xuanxiao died.
The White Pagoda was destroyed.
Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator's single sentence silenced the entire Resource Institute, the Elders' Council, and the four major families.
Each of these messages was enough to shake Longyuan Academy.
What's more, they all happened on the same night.
Song Li stood by the window, her fingers still trembling.
"I used to think that the most terrifying thing in Longyuan City was the Elders' Council, the Resource Institute, and a powerful family like the Qin family."
"But I only found out tonight..."
She swallowed, her voice very soft:
"The scariest thing is that some people don't even recognize these things."
Ji Qinghe remained silent.
She gazed at the distant, now-dark white pagoda, her doubts growing ever stronger.
Why was Senior Bloodstained able to arrive so quickly?
Why was Lin Yuan so calm from beginning to end?
Did Blood-Senior really exist independently?
Or……
She dared not think any further.
Because that guess was too absurd.
It's so absurd that if it were true, everyone in the entire Longyuan City would be like a blind person.
Ning Wushuang stood on another tall building.
Beside her, several disciples of the Ning family remained silent.
Someone asked in a low voice:
"Miss, from now on, we should treat Lin Yuan and his sister..."
Ning Wushuang did not turn her head, but said calmly:
"Keep your distance."
The man breathed a sigh of relief.
But Ning Wushuang added another sentence:
"But don't do it with malice."
The man's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately nodded.
Ning Wushuang looked in the direction of the Starry Courtyard, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
"The Qin family taught everyone a lesson overnight."
"Some people should not be tested."
……
The Black Tower of the Celestial Patrol Bureau.
Gu Changye sat on the top floor, a black notebook spread out on the table in front of him.
He didn't rush to write about the battle at the White Tower.
Instead, write four words at the very top of the blank page.
New regulations have been established.
Only then did he begin to write, line by line.
Before leaving the scene, Bloodface publicly announced the rules.
The matter concerning Lin Xiaoya ends here.
Those who reach out again will be warned by Qin Xuanxiao.
Gu Changye paused here and chuckled softly.
"This is not protecting one's own."
"This is establishing a new law in Longyuan City."
The subordinate stood beside him, his voice still trembling slightly:
"Sir, will the elders accept it?"
Gu Changye looked up at him.
"What can they do if they don't accept it?"
The subordinate was speechless.
Gu Changye lowered his head again and continued writing in his notebook:
The elders tacitly agreed to stand by and watch Qin Xuanxiao suppress the Blood Face.
Result: Qin Xuanxiao died.
After this, the elders' attitude toward Lin Yuan and his sister would inevitably become more cautious.
Marquis Zhenxing took over the remnants of the White Pagoda.
The authority of the Resource Institute has collapsed.
The Qin family's foundation has been severed.
After writing this, he suddenly stopped writing.
Then write a separate line:
The one who truly extinguished the sect leader's will remains hidden in the shadows.
As he looked at the line of words, his smile deepened.
"Lin Yuan".
The more you hide it, the more interesting it becomes.
"But from now on, Longyuan City may not be able to hide you anymore."
……
Starry Courtyard.
The night was deep.
Lin Xiaoya slept soundly.
This time, she did not dream of the white corridor again.
I did not dream of observing the ring.
I didn't dream of that giant, dark blue eye either.
She simply curled up in the blankets, the red lotus fire pattern on her forehead quietly disappearing.
The white lock mark next to it also seemed to be asleep, faintly hidden under the skin.
Lin Yuan sat by the window.
He looked calmly toward the white pagoda in the distance.
Blood Shadow has returned.
The warning outside the White Pagoda has already spread throughout Longyuan City.
For the foreseeable future, no one will dare to touch Lin Xiaoya.
This is enough.
As for the consequences after Qin Xuanxiao's death.
What about the Qin family?
What about the council of elders?
What about the four major families?
He doesn't care.
He only cares about two things.
First, Lin Xiaoya is safe for the time being.
Second, where will we have our next meal?
The Ultimate Star Furnace within his body slowly rotated.
The blood and qi, compressed 730,000 times, felt even heavier than before.
With the initial formation of his Ultimate Star Body, he could clearly feel that the miniature starry sky deep within his physical body was slowly stabilizing.
But not enough.
Eight hundred thousand times, the ultimate star soul.
This is the next threshold for qualitative change.
To reach 800,000, one needs even higher levels of energy.
The white tower has been almost completely eaten.
Even the Qin family doesn't have enough to eat.
Lin Yuan looked up at the Dragon Abyss Main Star Gate in the sky.
Although the dark blue crack had dimmed somewhat, it had not disappeared.
Even deeper inside, there was another extremely faint ray of light, as if it were re-condensing.
Lin Yuan's eyes flickered slightly.
"besides?"
Deep within the main star gate, that wisp of eerie blue light flashed and disappeared.
It was as if something had dropped an anchor again in the far distance.
Lin Yuan watched quietly.
After a moment, he whispered:
"It seems so."
"I haven't finished eating yet."