Shen Yin Wang Zuo

Chapter 605: Haoyue’s Descent (I)

“Haochen...” Just from calling out this name, Yang Wenzhao’s voice was choking with emotions. Speechless for a moment, he couldn’t help but lower his head in the midst of numerous emotions flowing in him, unwilling to look straight at that handsome face.

Yang Wenzhao, Han Yu, and Long Haochen were all children of the Knight Temple’s higher-ups. Because of living with his mother in his childhood, Long Haochen’s fate was naturally completely different from the other two. And what Yang Wenzhao and Han Yu had that he didn’t was haughtiness.

The Knight Temple being the head of the Six Great Temples, and their families being naturally gifted, they had some pride deep in their bones, which is why Yang Wenzhao would inadvertently offend Chen Ying’er as well, while Han Yu had suffered a crushing defeat against Long Haochen back in the Demon Hunter Selection Competition’s preliminary contest.

The prides of these two differed in that Han Yu’s display was far more distinct, which is also why he suffered its aftermath far earlier. Yang Wenzhao was far more steady: as the grandson of the head of the Temple Alliance, calling him the number one prince in the Temple Alliance would be no exaggeration. But he never showed an overbearing character by relying on that status, but put forth instead far more efforts than anyone else, for the sake of taking over his grandfather’s glory one day.

Without Long Haochen’s extraordinary coming, he only had to keep on living and grow smoothly to very possibly become the successor of the Knight Temple. But because of the immense pressure brought by Long Haochen, he had to exert even more effort.

But Long Haochen’s talent really exceeded his overmuch. With, in addition, the far greater efforts exerted by the latter compared to him, he could only stare blankly as the gap between Long Haochen and him only kept widening. This feeling had been choking up Yang Wenzhao’s heart, frequently making his feelings unstable.

The collaboration of his Demon Hunt Squad with Duan Yi’s suffered destructive damage due to the Dragon Rider Demon God Asmodeus’ attack. To Yang Wenzhao, this was a far excessive damage. After getting captured by Asmodeus, he once attempted to suicide but was stopped by the demon god. At that time, he knew he was used for amusement. No matter whether the annihilation of his Demon Hunt Squad was his fault or not, as a captain, he had his unshrinkable responsibility. Even if he were to miraculously make it alive, he knew that he would forever be unable to enter the higher-ups of the Knight Temple. How could this not discourage him?

If not for how Chen Ying’er took care of him these two days, he would be feeling even worse. But Chen Ying’er’s forgiveness gave him the courage to keep on living. Now that he looked at Long Haochen, many feelings mingled in him, but most of all, he was in massive shock.

“Thank you Haochen. This favor of saving my life will be forever in my heart.” Yang Wenzhao adjusted his feelings and spoke these words sincerely.

At this moment, he had already lost the heart to compete with Long Haochen. Chen Ying’er had already informed him of the matter of Long Haochen having become the Provisional Saint Knight Head. So he has really already reached the eighth step?

Yang Wenzhao’s gratitude was truly sincere. Although he knew that he could never surpass Long Haochen in the future, this time not only his life was saved, but he could furthermore reunite with Chen Ying’er, and obtained her pardon.

Long Haochen showed a faint smile, “You should rather be thanking Ying’er. Ever since she learnt the news that you were captured, she was restless every second. We were just present at the right time and no more.”

Yang Wenzhao sighed, “It’s my fault, I have ruined my comrades’ prospects. If I didn’t make that strategic decision, that operation would not have happened. I have no face to meet grandfather or return to the Demon Hunt Squads’ Mission Tower. Haochen, I am thinking of leaving from here when my wounds get better. This life will be sacrificed against demons.”

“What’s that nonsense!” Beside him, Chen Ying’er had become furious, “So your life has no worth? These two days, I worked for you until being blue in the face, and you still want so stubbornly to go die. What do you want me to say to that? Just go to hell! Go to hell!” Saying that, Chen Ying’er turned around and ran, bursting into tears in the embrace of the nearby Wang Yuanyuan.

Looking at her, Yang Wenzhao’s eyes darkened, but he did not call out to her, only remaining silent.

Long Haochen wrinkled his brows, and declared, “Brother Yang, I know that this matter has hurt you greatly. But have you thought of that, that your life does not belong only to you? Why do you think that we have been doing everything we could to save the two of you and Brother Duan? Was that for you to once again throw away your life? You are both excellent figures from the young generation of our Knight Temple, with unlimited future prospects.

“Don’t tell me you want to ruin yourself after a single setback. Would that be worthy of Grandpa Yang? Worthy of Ying’er? If you really want to die, you will not only ruin yourself, but also end up as a thorough coward.”

“I am not a coward.” Yang Wenzhao bellowed in rage, and because of the emotional act, his injury was once again stimulated, and his face couldn’t help but turn pale once again.

Hearing Long Haochen’s angry scolding, Chen Ying’er stopped crying as well. Seeing Yang Wenzhao affected by his wound, she couldn’t help but want to get back to him, but was held in Wang Yuanyuan’s arms. Yuanyuan gave her a meaningful glance and shook her head.

Long Haochen showed a sneer, “You’re not a coward? If you’re not a coward, why would you be declaring your intention to end your life like that? To run away from everything like that is the most cowardly behavior you could have. Think carefully, how did these comrades of yours die? Wanting to die is a possibility, but would it be worthy of them to run away like that? Are you not afraid in the slightest that they would go stab your backbones in the other world? Your comrades are still demanding retribution, and you want to send away your life like that? There’s no way the Dragon Rider Asmodeus would even remember you, he’ll even be glad that he didn’t tire himself to kill such a coward who didn’t even dare take revenge.

“I know that deep inside, you have always had the wish to surpass me, becoming the number one of the younger generation of the Knight Temple. Just come! I will be waiting for you. Are you prepared to give up like that? Do you think there is only one Divine Throne available in the Knight Temple? Yuanyuan, get hold of Ying’er, I will be throwing away Yang Wenzhao right now, so that he can go perish on his own. Anyway, he wants to go die, what’s the use to wait for his injury to get better?”

Not expecting such a harsh rebuking to come out from Long Haochen’s mouth, the whole group became dumbstruck, and everyone was speechless for a moment.

Long Haochen’s cold voice thrust inside Yang Wenzhao’s heart like a sharp blade.

“No.” Yang Wenzhao shouted, “I need to keep living, I have not taken revenge for my comrades yet. I cannot die like that.” His eyes had both already become bloody red, “The Dragon Rider Demon God Asmodeus is mine. I will be sure to tear his dismembered body into countless pieces for my comrades’ retribution and to let their souls rest in peace.”

“Me too.” Duan Yi who had been staying silent all the previous time also spoke, “A half of Asmodeus’ life is mine.”

Long Haochen who saw things were about right let out a cold snort and turned back toward his own mates, remarking, “What are you looking at? Haven’t I told you to go get ready?” Saying that, he glanced at them meaningfully.

“Yessir!” Including Chen Ying’er, all the members of the Demon Hunt Squad Bright Glimmer of Hope, including Zhang Fangfang as well, uproariously responded. Out of Yang Wenzhao and Duan Yi’s field of view, Sima Xian and Lin Xin showed their thumbs ups to Long Haochen, and Chen Ying’er greatly loosened her breath, glancing thankfully at Long Haochen. Without rushing back to Yang Wenzhao’s side, she sat down and underwent cultivation without consulting with anyone else.

Now was clearly not a good time to pay attention to Yang Wenzhao, so that he could calm down and cool down his head.

Cai’er accompanied Long Haochen to sit far away, and smiled at him, “I’m becoming aware for the first time that you can really be so harsh with your words.”

Long Haochen replied quite helplessly, “There was no other way. Have you paid attention to the emotions showing in their eyes? They were totally out of light. The death of their comrades inflicted them with a far too huge blow. Their unreceptive state was just too helpless. If I weren’t harsh, there was no way to awake their fighting spirit. Although their courage to keep on living has only been stimulated using the pretext of revenge, this will at least enable them to keep living on, and slowly get better. They are no fools, and should get over it.”

Cai’er nodded, then observed Long Haochen’s tired look, and said, “Hurry up and go rest. Can’t our operations be delayed a bit? You’re too tired.”

Long Haochen shook his head resolutely, “Out of the question. With every minute we waste here, great-grandfather has higher odds to have to face the Demon God Emperor’s attacks. We must let the Demon God Emperor know that we are already deep in his territory as soon as possible. And furthermore, there will be at most the fifty-seventh demon god in Yale City. He won’t be an excessive threat to us.” Speaking these words, he immediately shut his eyes and started to undergo meditation.

Although Cai’er knew that Long Haochen was mostly doing that for the Alliance and all humankind, the Exorcist Mountain Pass was after all her household! Seeing Long Haochen refuse to take more rest even in such a tired state, how could she stay passive? In the meantime, she prayed secretly for her great-grandfather and parents, that the Demon God Emperor must by no means attack the Exorcist Mountain Pass.

If she knew that three formidable Demon Hunt Squads formed only of almighty heroes were keeping watch on the camp where the Demon God Emperor was stationed, she wouldn’t be so nervous. How could the Temple Alliance have nothing prepared to restrict the Demon God Emperor. Maybe these three Demon Hunt Squads added up were still no opponents for the Demon God Emperor and the demon gods on his side, but if they were to stake everything to attack the Demon God Emperor, even Xiufeng known as the most powerful Demon God Emperor in History would have to weigh it carefully.

Two hours passed very rapidly, and at the time Long Haochen opened his eyes, his comrades were all gathered together. Without more chatting, Long Haochen immediately spoke, “Set off.”

While saying that, his eyes swept through the distant Yang Wenzhao and Duan Yi. They were now in meditative postures, visibly starting to recover from their wounds through the means of cultivation. That was definitely a good start.

Long Haochen showed a thin smile, as he activated the teleportation of the Eternal Melody.