Long Wu originally wanted to return to Jin as soon as possible, but after being persuaded by Chen Nan, he decided to go to Chu capital to see the sights, which might make him feel better. Along the way, the two rode at full speed and successfully arrived at a small town about twenty miles away from Chu capital!
The Purple-Gold Divine Dragon eventually slipped up on the road and was discovered by Long Wu. Like everyone else, Long Wu was shocked. However, the rogue dragon's various shameless behaviors along the way made Long Wu both laugh and cry. He never expected that the legendary invincible dragon he was fighting would be so despicable. He sighed inwardly, "What a rogue dragon!"
After spending many days together, Long Wu and Chen Nan gradually became familiar with each other, no longer harboring any wariness as before. If it weren't for her grief, she would definitely be playing around with Chen Nan by now!
Chen Nan sighed inwardly. The girl who was once as radiant as the sun seemed to be gone forever. Perhaps only time could gradually heal the wounds in his heart.
That night, Long Wu seemed unable to sleep. She put on a fur coat and came to the courtyard, staring blankly at the bright moon in the sky, looking somewhat dazed.
After Chen Nan finished meditating and regulating his breathing inside the room, he looked out the window and spotted Long Wu's somber figure. He pushed open the door, walked gently to Long Wu's side, and said softly, "Come inside. It's too cold outside, and you're more likely to catch a chill if you're in a bad mood."
For many days, Chen Nan felt some sympathy for Long Wu. He understood the pain of losing a loved one. He had experienced such heart-wrenching torment himself. Yu Xin's departure was still unforgettable for him, and every time he thought of her, he felt a pang of heartache.
"No, I want to stay outside for a while," Long Wu said, then leaped up, her graceful body landing lightly on the roof ridge. She brushed the snow off the tiles, spread her fur coat on top, and then sat down, quietly gazing at the bright moon in the sky, tears glistening in her eyes.
Chen Nan leaped up and landed on the roof, brushing away the snow. He sat not far from Long Wu and looked up at the bright moon in the sky!
Snowflakes danced in the air, and the two remained silent.
After a long pause, Long Wu finally said, "Thank you for keeping me company all night."
Chen Nan shook his head and said, "We're friends, why bother with these polite words?"
"If no one had accompanied me along the way, I might have chosen to join Qianlong," Long Wu said with a touch of sorrow. He murmured, "Do you know? Three years ago, I was seventeen. It was a cold winter, with snowflakes flying everywhere. That's when I met Qianlong..."
Chen Nan listened quietly, not daring to interrupt in the slightest. He knew that if Long Wu could pour out her heart, he would feel much better!
The story of Long Wu isn't as dramatic as a classic love story; it's simply about a few encounters and a gradual development of feelings. Yet, this ordinary and simple love story evokes a unique kind of emotion in listeners.
The hidden dragon is gone and will never return, yet Long Wu still knows so much. At this moment, the invincible dragon hand is arranging her, her eyes filled with tears, as she recounts the bits and pieces of their past, and the warm scenes of the past seem to appear before her eyes one by one.
However, as she slowly recalled the events, Chen Nan was shocked by a single sentence from Long Wu.
Did you know? Qianlong is actually my older brother...
Chen Nan was speechless.
When I was three years old, my fourth brother, Long Fei, was sent by my father to learn a skill from a remarkable master, and he was gone for over a decade. I met him again when I was seventeen. It happened to be just as he was completing his apprenticeship and undergoing trials. After a year of spending time together, I was completely captivated by him. If he hadn't finally succeeded in his trials and his master hadn't allowed him to return home, I still wouldn't have known he was my... older brother...
Chen Nan was dumbfounded.
Life is truly wondrous; some coincidences bring joy, while others leave us helpless. When Long Fei returned to the Long family in Pu Kingdom, the two were astonished. They were actually siblings.
Perhaps boys are a bit more easygoing and can easily move on from the past. Perhaps girls are truly sentimental and find it hard to forget past relationships. Long Fei quickly adjusted his mindset and showered Long Wu with even more affection, but it was just familial love. Long Wu, however, couldn't forget those past moments; Long Fei's image had already seeped into her heart.
Long Feitian was a prodigy who, under the tutelage of that extraordinary person, cultivated unparalleled martial arts skills. Among the younger generation, he was virtually unmatched. Long Wu did not elaborate on the exact level of Qianlong's cultivation, but from the few words she uttered, one could guess that it was undoubtedly extremely profound.
Long Fei's grandfather, Old Master Long, deeply understood the principle that those who stand out will inevitably be destroyed. He felt that although Qianlong's cultivation was exceptionally strong, he had grown up in the mountains since childhood and lacked life experience. Entering the cultivation world in this way would inevitably bring trouble. In the end, he sent him to the Immortal Martial Academy to study martial arts in seclusion, and then let him be born after a year or two.
However, the fact that the Long family had produced a peerless young master could not be kept secret from other major families. Although the Hidden Dragon had not yet officially emerged, he had already become the focus of attention for all the major families.
Long Wu's parents clearly noticed their daughter's unusual feelings for Si Zi. After repeated questioning, they finally learned the details. In the end, they forcibly sent Long Wu to Shenfeng Academy, hoping that time would heal all wounds and make her forget this twisted love.
Qianlong... He's actually a dragon from our Long family! I've never been able to consider him my brother, but now... Yet... Long Wu's cheeks were streaked with tears, a truly poignant sight.
Chen Nan was speechless, lamenting that fate was completely beyond his control, and he sighed silently.
I will never forget him... Long Wu was somewhat emotional.
Chen Nan said softly: If you can't forget, then don't forget. But some people are destined to only be remembered.
Long Wu continued to sob.
You and Qianlong are not without... After a few years, you will gradually let go of that lingering feeling in your heart, and at that time you will surely be able to enjoy a truly perfect love.
Long Wu softly said thank you, but upon reflection, she realized that Invincible Dragon Hand's opening line about Chen Nan was quite... She clenched her fist and slammed it into his shoulder with a thud, sending him flying from the roof into the courtyard.
You scoundrel, you're really out of your mind. You think everyone is like you...
"That's good then. You can test me, and I'll be more than willing to marry you." Chen Nan stood in the courtyard, his face beaming.
"Die!" Long Wu raised her hand and unleashed a finger strike.
After this commotion, Long Wu's mood improved somewhat.
Just then, Chen Nan frowned. He sensed strange fluctuations coming from afar, realizing that there were powerful figures engaged in a fierce battle. He flew onto the roof and looked out at the distant mountains and forests. Several miles away, a dazzling light flashed in the sky above the mountains and forests.
Long Wu also sensed a similar aura. She frowned and said, "A terrifying battle between powerful figures. They can even fly through the air. Could they be cultivators?"
Awooo... The purple-gold dragon lazily poked its head out of the house, yawning repeatedly, and said, "You two are so romantic, actually admiring the moon on a snowy night. When will I be able to be romantic with a dragon too!"
"Damn it, die!" Long Wu grabbed a snowball and slammed it into the mouth of the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon with a "plop," immediately silencing it.
"Cough..." The purple-gold dragon coughed incessantly, howling angrily.
Long Wu rarely showed a smile, but her smile was as beautiful as a spring flower in full bloom, and the whole world seemed to brighten up.
Chen Nan said, "Mudfish, don't be silly. Come with me to the front and take a look." Then he said to Long Wu, "The cultivators fighting ahead seem to be very powerful. I'm going to take a look. You wait here and don't go over."
"What are you saying? You're making me sound like some pampered princess." Long Wu said with some dissatisfaction, "I need to go and see who has such powerful cultivation."
Chen Nan rarely saw Long Wu show a hint of excitement, so he couldn't refuse. The two quickly headed towards the mountains and forests. The purple-gold dragon flew off first, but soon it hurriedly fled back.
"Awooo... Kid, something terrible has happened! The person fighting ahead is that little wench! We'd better run!" The Purple-Gold Divine Dragon roared. It was still shaken by the last time it was badly beaten by Meng Ke'er, and it was terrified as soon as it spotted her.
Long Wu looked at Chen Nan with some confusion and suspicion, then at the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon, and asked, "Could it be Meng Ke'er?"
After spending several days together, and through Long Wu's repeated questioning, Chen Nan explained to her the truth about the deadly abyss that he could tell her. Long Wu knew that Chen Nan and Meng Ke'er's relationship was complicated and difficult to understand, which was why she suspected it was her.
"Awooo, that's right, it's that wretched little girl."
Chen Nan did not retreat, but continued forward.
At this moment, the battle between Meng Ke'er and the Little Demon King has reached a critical juncture, and the outcome is about to be revealed. Both of them have suffered serious internal injuries.
Meng Ke'er's white clothes were stained with blood, a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, and her face was deathly pale. The Little Demon King's chest and abdomen heaved violently, blood constantly spilling from the corner of his mouth. Having already been attacked by the magic arrow, he was now even more seriously injured than Meng Ke'er.
Xiang Tian simply couldn't swallow his anger. He didn't want to suffer a crushing defeat on his first attempt, so he was willing to risk a great loss of energy to defeat his opponent.
The two moved with lightning speed through the air, tumbling and flipping, flashes of dazzling light appearing in the air, and deafening bombardments resounding continuously.
The Mischievous Little Demon King was enveloped in a crimson aura, like a raging fire illuminating the night sky. His Divine Demon Wings granted him unparalleled speed, making him appear as if he were a fleeting shadow, leaving afterimages in the air. His halberd slashed and smashed with powerful, sweeping strokes, displaying the ferocity of a legendary invincible demon possessed by a god.
During the battle, Meng Ke'er loosened the seal a little more, but she had now reached the limit of what she could control. If she were to forcefully break the seal again, the situation she faced when fighting Chen Nan would likely repeat itself.
Meng Ke'er, clad in flowing white robes, held nine jade lotus petals detached from their jade lotus platform, one in each hand as a short weapon. Three fragrant lotus petals circled around her, defending against the attacks of the Mischievous Little Demon King, while four jade lotus petals swirled and slashed around Xiang Tian. The nine jade lotus petals emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the sky. The jade lotus platform beneath her feet radiated countless rays of light, making her appear incomparably holy.
Although the four jade lotus petals were entangled with the Little Demon King, they were unable to subdue him and were repeatedly smashed away by the divine halberd in his hand. The pair of divine and demonic wings on his back had an unimaginable effect. While maintaining his flight, they were like two broadswords, slashing continuously at the jade lotus petals with deafening clangs, sending the jade lotus petals flying from time to time.
The life-or-death battle between the Mischievous Little Demon King and Meng Ke'er was incredibly intense, truly representing the pinnacle of the younger generation's fighting spirit.
Chen Nan watched the battle in the sky, his eyes flashing with cold light. He noticed that Meng Ke'er's cultivation had improved again, and what shocked him even more was the man in the sky, who was so incredibly brave. Truly, there are always people more powerful than you.
Long Wu was equally shocked. She and Chen Nan hid a mile away, watching the fierce battle between the two young masters in the air, and were constantly amazed.
Chen Nan slowly shifted his attention, his eyes fixed on the halberd in the hands of the Mischievous Little Demon King and the divine wings on his back. But he spent most of his time on the radiant halberd, his eyes shooting out two blazing beams of light.
He prefers to use powerful weapons such as long swords and spears, but the lifespan of any weapon in his hands will not exceed the duration of a major battle. His family's secret martial arts are extremely domineering, and if he is not careful, his weapon will be broken into pieces.
Since his debut, Chen Nan had never found a suitable weapon. But seeing the halberd in the hands of the Mischievous Little Demon King, he couldn't help but show a look of excitement. It was obviously a divine weapon, and the halberd combined the characteristics of a spear and a longsword, as if it were tailor-made for him.
"Hmm, this divine halberd was truly made for me!" Chen Nan's eyes shone with an increasingly intense light.
Long Wu punched him lightly and said, "Daydreaming! That belongs to someone else. Do you intend to steal it?"
Just then, the fierce battle between Meng Ke'er and the Little Demon King had reached its final stage. The two were as fast as lightning, and lotus flowers and halberd shadows intertwined in the air, illuminating the entire sky.
'Boom, boom, boom'
Three deafening roars followed, and the two were each sent flying dozens of feet away. Both coughed up blood as the Invincible Dragon Hand struck them, and finally swayed as they fell to the ground.
The mischievous little devil, covered in blood, landed less than a hundred meters from Chen Nan, completely unaware that a pair of eyes were burning with desire as they stared at the divine halberd in his hand...