Hanging on green leaves.
Chen Qingyu stood up with a look of surprise and uncertainty, and looked around.
The formation actually failed.
The elder from the Spirit Race frowned deeply, carefully observing the entire ritual, seemingly trying to find any errors or omissions.
Just then:
Um?
Without that immense pressure, Ling Shuangxue, who was on the left side of the altar, groggily woke up.
Has the Blood Exchange Ritual been completed?
She opened her eyes, a hint of confusion in them, and this was the first thought that came to mind.
She felt a mix of joy and inexplicable disappointment.
But soon, she realized something was wrong:
No! I'm still mixed-race; the Spirit Race bloodline within me hasn't been strengthened.
A hint of surprise appeared in her eyes:
What exactly happened?
elder sister!
Just then, she heard a familiar voice. Looking up, she saw Chen Qingyu walking quickly toward her.
Qingyu.
She hurriedly got up and went forward to ask:
what happened?
Chen Qingyu shrugged, his brow furrowing:
I'm not entirely sure either; it seems like the Blood Exchange Ritual suddenly failed halfway through.
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Upon hearing this, Ling Shuangxue's expression changed:
How could the Blood Exchange Ritual suddenly fail?
Could it be that there's a problem with the design from decades ago? Or is it...?
You two don't need to worry!
At that moment, a deep, resonant voice reached their ears.
The ritual formations designed in the original version were without fault.
The reason this Blood Exchange Ritual failed was actually due to other factors.
I heard this sound:
The siblings instinctively turned their heads and saw a tall, robust old man with light blue hair and beard. His figure emerged from the void and landed outside the suspended green leaves.
Third Elder!
The elder from the Spirit Race was immediately taken aback and quickly bowed to the blue-haired elder.
How could I have disturbed you, sir?
Third Elder.
Upon seeing this, Ling Shuangxue quickly lowered her head, instinctively wanting to bow:
Your Cold Mountain Hall, there's no need for such formalities.
The Third Elder dared not delay and immediately raised his hand, using his invisible power to support her body.
In the past, he would have readily accepted such a greeting, since for Ling Shuangxue, given her status, to even pay her respects was already a great favor.
But things are different now:
Besides being the Princess Cold Mountain, Ling Shuangxue has another, even more important identity: Chen Shaojun's older sister!
This Number One Heavenly Prodigy of All Time is right before his eyes; how could he dare to be arrogant?
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Ling Shuangxue raised her head, a hint of confusion in her eyes.
This Third Elder seems to be being a little too polite to her?
call!
The Third Elder took a deep breath and carefully examined Chen Qingyu in front of him.
His face was solemn, and he respectfully bowed to Chen Qingyu.
The old man, Ling Danhe, the third elder of the Wangling Spirit Race, greets the Shaojun of the Chen Clan.
Chen Qingyu nodded slightly, his expression calm and composed, and returned the greeting with a cupped hand.
The Third Elder greets you.
The exchange of gifts between the two left Ling Shuangxue, who was standing to the side, completely stunned.
Her body froze on the spot, her mind buzzing, and she stared blankly at the two of them, subconsciously saying:
Third Elder, what did you just say?
The Third Elder looked at her with surprise:
Your Cold Mountain Hall, are you perhaps unaware of this?
As soon as he finished speaking, he realized what he meant and exclaimed:
It was my oversight that Cold Mountain Hall was half-conscious during the formation just now, and therefore unaware of the details.
Speaking of this:
The Third Elder paused for a moment, pointed to Chen Qingyu beside her, and smiled slightly:
Your Cold Mountain Hall, your younger brother is none other than the Number One Heavenly Prodigy of All Time, the Shaojun of the Chen Clan!
What?
Ling Shuanghan was struck dumb, her eyes widening in disbelief.
How... how is this possible? How could he be Chen Shaojun?
All that remained in her heart was a profound sense of absurdity.
How could his own foolish younger brother, a six-year-old child prematurely matured by the Chen Clan, possibly be an invincible legend who would dominate the Desolate Continent?
This is absolutely ridiculous!
Cold Mountain Hall
The Third Elder pointed to the array ritual and said:
Your younger brother has clearly concealed his true identity as he comes to our Spirit Clan Royal Court.
If it weren't for this Blood Exchange Ritual, even now, probably no one would have discovered that your younger brother is the Shaojun of the Chen Clan.
He paused for a moment before continuing:
You have no doubt that this was witnessed by King Ling and us with our own eyes, and there is no doubt about it!
After the Third Elder finished speaking, he looked at Chen Qingyu and said with a smile:
Shaojun Master, am I not mistaken?
Chen Qingyu looked at Ling Shuangxue and nodded gently.
So
Ling Shuangxue trembled all over, turned to look at Chen Qingyu, and her expression became extremely complicated:
Are you really Chen Shaojun?
Chen Qingyu smiled slightly and said:
I'm sorry, sister. I had other plans before, so I kept it from you and Mother.
I am indeed Chen Shaojun.
Genuine and authentic!
Those four short words struck Ling Shuangxue like a hammer blow, leaving her frozen in place.
Her eyes were filled with confusion; she opened her mouth, but didn't know how to begin.
Your Shaojun Master; Your Highness, Cold Mountain Hall.
At this moment, the Third Elder spoke up:
Let's go into the Azure God Hall first and discuss the matter of the failed Blood Exchange Ritual.
His Majesty King Ling and the rest of the people are still waiting.
As he spoke, he reached out his hand and said:
Shaojun Master, please.
Chen Qingyu nodded, grabbed Ling Shuangxue's wrist, and followed the Third Elder away from the Suspended Jade Leaf.
After walking only a few steps, the space in front of them rippled like water:
Upon entering, the three figures vanished from their original positions, and when they could see their surroundings again, they found themselves in the front hall of the Azure God Hall.
Your Excellency Shaojun Master!
I have met Shaojun Chen Clan!
Greetings, Shaojun!
Upon seeing Chen Qingyu, many powerful figures from the Spirit Race rose to pay their respects.
Even the Spirit King on the palace steps rose and nodded in acknowledgment, and the Grand Elder below had no choice but to rise as well.
Greetings, everyone.
Chen Qingyu remained calm and bowed respectfully.
After everyone had taken their seats again, King Ling sat back on his throne, looked at Chen Qingyu, and said softly:
Shaojun Lord, why bother concealing your identity when you enter my royal court?
We were unaware of the Shaojun's true identity, and thus we have been quite negligent.
Chen Qingyu smiled nonchalantly and said:
Your Majesty, you flatter me. I have not been slighted in any way.
My entry into the Spirit Clan Royal Court was for a specific reason, and I cannot blame you all for it.
Hearing his words:
Many powerful figures of the Spirit Race secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
This Chen Shaojun is indeed a man of extraordinary magnanimity and spirit; he did not hold a grudge against the slight difficulties he had previously suffered.
Your Majesty King Ling.
At this moment, Chen Qingyu spoke up:
The Third Elder once said that the failure of this Blood Exchange Ritual was not due to a problem with the formation or ritual, but rather to other reasons.
I would like to ask, what exactly is the reason?
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