Long Chen watched the woman leave.
On one hand, he had yet to recover from his injuries. If he really fought, he would have to fight with his life on the line. On the other hand, he felt that there wasn't any deep hatred between him and Feng Zhilin. Of course, Feng Qing was killed by Long Chen, but this woman didn't know. Her so-called deep hatred was just what she thought.
Therefore, Long Chen did not want to get entangled with her. Feng Zhilin played a trick on him and left happily. In Long Chen's heart, the previous conflict had been written off. Anyway, didn't he let her have a good time? However, when Long Chen recovered his strength, if she came looking for trouble again, like a crazy woman, Long Chen did not mind carving his name all over her body.
Anyway, she would feel better this way.
However, when the people of the Evil Dragon Palace knew that Long Chen had reached the seventh level of the Divine Martial Realm at such a young age and defeated Ye Zheng in one move, they had high hopes for him.
Long Chen was the light that appeared when they were in despair.
However, when the light just shone, Feng Zhilin came over and extinguished it with a stomp. The disciples, hall masters and elders of the Evil Dragon Palace all felt the road ahead of them turn dark.
Feng Ruoyan's hatred towards Shentu Hong and the Evil Dragon Palace was as deep as the sea. If nothing unexpected happened, the Evil Dragon Palace would definitely be destroyed. At that time, the disciples would have no home to return to.
Although Long Chen was not injured, they were also in despair. This meant that Long Chen was far from being Feng Zhilin's opponent. Then, what could save them?
Long Chen heard the sighs outside.
After returning from the trip to the Supreme Yin Devil Realm, he felt that all of this was not a problem. He was too lazy to tell others that when his strength recovered, Feng Zhilin could also do whatever she wanted. That was not his style. When he recovered, he would just mess with her.
In his opinion, the crisis of the Evil Dragon Palace was not a problem. No matter how big the problem was, could it be bigger than fighting against two Nirvana Tribulation Realm warriors?
One had to know that the strongest martial artist in the Three Thousand Great Halls was only in the Nirvana Tribulation Realm.
Ignoring Long Chen was one thing. However, this matter concerned everyone's future. The Evil Dragon Palace was always gloomy. Seeing Long Chen get played by Feng Zhilin for a while, Jiang Cha and the other Jiang Qing's disciples all walked over to Long Chen's side to console Long Chen.
"I'm a little tired. I'm going back to rest. You guys go play by yourselves."
Hearing them babble a lot of comforting words, Long Chen felt a little annoyed. It would be better to go back and recuperate. At the same time, he could also ponder about cultivation matters.
Right now, he was already at the peak of the Extreme Realm of Martial. The next realm would be the Windfire Lightning Tribulation. Then, when would the Windfire Lightning Tribulation come?
At that time, Long Chen asked Han Yunxing and the others. They said that the tribulation was something only the heavens knew. As long as one cultivated to it, it would naturally come. However, one had to be prepared at all times. Right now, basically everyone in the Evil Dragon Palace had someone going through the Windfire Lightning Tribulation. Even they could pass it. To Long Chen, the Windfire Lightning Tribulation was simply a piece of cake.
Time gradually passed. When Shentu Hong returned and saw the gloomy atmosphere in the Evil Dragon Palace, he knew what had happened. When it came to Long Chen, he was in low spirits. He looked at Long Chen blankly and said, "You lost."
Long Chen knew that Shentu Hong had high hopes for him. However, with his character, a loss was a loss. It was not a big deal. At most, it was just a small matter. So, he nodded.
At that moment, Shentu Hong aged ten years in an instant.
After comforting him for a while, he prepared to leave.
"About that, are you still going to pass the position of Evil Dragon Palace Master to me?" Long Chen casually asked.
"I've already submitted the application. Now, I'm waiting for the people from the Punishment Hall to arrive. They'll inform us one day before they arrive."
After saying that, Shentu Hong turned around and left. His hope was shattered. His appearance was not out of Long Chen's expectations. The entire Evil Dragon Palace was filled with such people. Even the vice palace masters were not satisfied with Shentu Hong's decision. Long Chen did not have an outstanding performance. To them, it was better to let Shentu Hong continue to be the Palace Master.
Only Shentu Hong could unite everyone at a time like this.
"I'll leave it to fate."
Shentu Hong sighed towards the sky.
During this period of hard work, even he had lost a lot of weight.
Long Chen, on the other hand, was in a good mood. He stayed there and cultivated all day, not caring about the matters of the world. At the same time, he was waiting for Han Yunxing and the others to arrive with the Nine-turn Golden Soul Pill. At that time, he had used the blood sacrifice happily, but now that his strength had regressed, it would be a tragedy. Long Chen secretly decided that it would be better to use this damned thing less unless he had to risk his life.
In the past few days, there was another person who often came to chat with Long Chen, and that was Wu Yue. After Feng Zhilin left, she came over. Unlike the others, she did not comfort Long Chen, but chatted casually. From her eyes, it could be seen that she trusted Long Chen a lot.
The lotus was destroyed by Feng Zhilin, so he could only watch the lake ripple. Long Chen stood by the lake with his hands behind his back. Wu Yue stood behind him, looking at this indifferent man with a complicated gaze.
"Why didn't you come and comfort me? Just like the others, you just trust me like that." Long Chen suddenly said with a smile.
"You're the one who told me that you're fine."
Wu Yue said gently. She was a woman as clear as water, and her voice made people feel very comfortable.
"How should I put it?" Long Chen laughed involuntarily.
"From your eyes, you're more relaxed than anyone else. I know that you're definitely fine. The Evil Dragon Palace is the same, so I feel very at ease." Wu Yue said without hesitation.
Long Chen turned around and looked at her in surprise. He did not expect this girl to be so observant. After training with Long Chen, she could be considered the person who understood Long Chen the best in the Evil Dragon Palace. "Hall Master Shen Tu has managed the Evil Dragon Palace for more than a thousand years.
He has feelings for this place, and so do many people. Although they are sometimes not satisfied with this place, if this place is gone, everyone will have no home to return to, and even their lives will be gone. So he is under a lot of pressure, and so are the others. Sometimes their disappointment, complaints, and so on are normal. I grew up here, so I understand them, so please forgive them. "Wu Yue looked at Long Chen's back with her clear eyes and said sincerely.
Long Chen understood that Shen Tu Hong was not Jiang Qing. He was a person with feelings, and could be considered a little cute. If he did not kneel down to Long Chen, Long Chen might not have been willing to support the Evil Dragon Palace.
In the three thousand great halls, the Evil Dragon Palace's true strength could not even be ranked in the top 1000. Any one of the great halls in the top 100 could crush the Evil Dragon Palace, and even the Wind Divine Palace only needed a genius disciple to step on the Evil Dragon Palace. If this hall did not grow stronger, there was nothing they could do about it.
As for Long Chen, part of the reason why he was willing to be the Evil Dragon Palace Master was because he felt that the title was not bad …
The Ancient Blood Spirit Dragon was part of the Evil Dragon bloodline. Long Chen's personality was both good and evil, but he did not reject his evil self. In fact, he liked his own true personality.
Time passed day by day, and the Evil Dragon Palace's situation was still not good. It was normal for disciples to be bullied and mocked outside, and generally speaking, those who had connections in other halls had all left. During this period of time, the Evil Dragon Palace had lost at least five thousand people, and its strength had dropped once again, becoming a third-rate hall.
Every day, curses and complaints could be heard.
Because of Feng Zhilin's rise, many of the great halls that were on good terms with Shentu Hong in the past all expressed their goodwill towards Feng Zhilin. The Evil Dragon Palace became uninterested, isolated and mocked. As a disciple of the Evil Dragon Palace, it was simply a humiliation.
As for the new Hall Master, not many people had any hope.
After the Hidden Dragon Ranking battle, Feng Zhilin would definitely rise even more, shocking those true great halls. As for the Evil Dragon Palace, it would definitely be buried in the dust of history. Who would still want to associate with the Evil Dragon Palace? The warmth and coldness of human nature was more or less like this. Shentu Hong had made friends for a lifetime, but at this time, none of them stood on his side.
Long Chen even heard that he couldn't even invite the ten Hall Masters that he wanted to invite for the oath ceremony.
No one was willing to give the Evil Dragon Palace face.
Of course, no one was willing to get involved in this mess. They might as well use this opportunity to curry favor with the Wind Divine Palace. Even Long Chen, who stayed in the Jiangxin Pavilion every day, heard that Feng Zhilin had already said that on that day, she would not give face to anyone who gave the Evil Dragon Palace face.
In the Emperor Star where the True Martial Emperor Palace was, the place with the ninety-nine Golden Demon Suppressing Columns was where the Martial God Palace was. With this place as the core, the strongest few great halls of the three thousand great halls were the closest to the Martial God Palace. The further they were from the Martial God Palace, the weaker they were. Hence, the great halls near the Evil Dragon Palace were roughly the same in strength.
Although the Wind Divine Palace had Feng Zhilin, it would still take some time for them to grow stronger and move closer to the Martial God Palace.
This would take at least a few hundred years.
A strong leader would, of course, attract geniuses. After a few hundred years or a thousand years, these geniuses would become the pillars of the Evil Dragon Palace. The better their results, the more support they would receive from the Martial God Palace. As for those who performed poorly or offended others, they would die as time passed.
The Evil Dragon Palace could not even invite the ten Hall Masters. This time, the Evil Dragon Palace was completely isolated. After this news spread, everyone lost hope for the Evil Dragon Palace. The disciples who had connections to leave basically all left. The remaining could only eat and wait for death.
Even Shentu Hong did not go out at all.
He probably did not have the face to see the other people of the Evil Dragon Palace.
--- Amid the gloomy clouds of despair in the Evil Dragon Palace, Han Yunxing and Nangong Lie finally arrived at the Jiangxin Pavilion where Long Chen was.
Long Chen had been waiting for them for a long time already.
When they arrived beside Long Chen, Nangong Lie looked at him with some surprise. He said, "I heard about what happened in the past few days. This is strange. Given your character, why did you not retaliate after being bullied like that? Don't use your injuries to brush me off. Tell me honestly, are you feeling guilty for sullying her body? Is that why you did not make a move?"
Long Chen was speechless. He said, "You are overthinking. I do not like her."