Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2071 - 2071 2061 Emperor Clan

2071: Chapter 2061: Emperor Clan 2071: Chapter 2061: Emperor Clan “Victor, Long Yan.”

The referee confirmed that the Holy King had indeed passed out and, with a wave of his hand, declared the result of the match, as several people from Holy King Planet hurriedly carried the Holy King away.

“Good job, Long Yan, you did well.”

Tian Shu patted Long Yan on the shoulder vigorously, his aged face beaming like a chrysanthemum.

He hadn’t expected Long Yan to defeat the Holy King so easily, and it showed what kind of image this disciple had in his master’s heart.

The Supreme Elder walked away dejectedly; he no longer had the face to stay in the Main Hall.

The news of Long Yan defeating the Holy King spread like a plague throughout the Seven-Star Hall.

Most disciples were in disbelief; after all, who was the Holy King?

He was the genius of the Seven-Star Hall for many years, yet he was defeated so simply by Long Yan—how could this be possible?

But there are no completely sealed walls; some disciples recorded the battle between the two in the Arena using a unique method.

As a result, calls for Long Yan grew louder, and the position of the First Person of the Holy King had been usurped by Long Yan.

“I’m so angry!”

The Holy King crushed the recording crystal in his hand, nearly becoming a loner.

The myth of the Holy King’s invincibility was shattered by Long Yan, prompting a wave of members leaving Holy King Star.

These ordinary disciples would only follow the Strong One; the Holy King was no longer worthy of being followed.

After his injuries healed, the Holy King no longer had the face to stay and took a Trial mission to seek further experience, while Long Yan himself didn’t think much of this acclaim.

He just wanted to focus on his own Cultivation; other trivial matters had nothing to do with him.

Each day was either spent Cultivating or nurturing his relationship with Lingxi, living quite a fulfilling life.

“Big Brother Yan…”

Seeing Lingxi’s hesitant demeanor, Long Yan felt puzzled.

She was so unlike her usual self.

“Just speak up, no need to hem and haw.”

It turned out Lingxi had sneaked out this time, as her family had already sent disciples to take her back to the Clan.

Long Yan also knew that Lingxi came from a Large Family, but now he was the chief disciple of the Seven-Star Hall, and he imagined that even a great family would recognize the marriage between him and Lingxi.

“Don’t worry, I’ll come to your house to propose in some time.”

Long Yan comforted Lingxi.

Although she felt a glimmer of hope hearing Long Yan’s words, a bitter smile appeared on her face.

Brother Yan still didn’t understand the gap between them.

This was meant to be a minor episode in Long Yan’s heart, but when Lingxi’s family’s disciple truly arrived, Long Yan indeed sensed trouble.

“I didn’t expect you to still be alive.”

Long Yan looked at the man before him with anger rising uncontrollably within his heart.

The man, Di Yan, had once tried to kill Long Yan, but had been evaded by Long Yan’s use of a Secret Technique.

This time, it was because of Lingxi that Long Yan held back from taking action immediately.

“Yes, thanks to you, I nearly died.”

Seeing the two men confronting each other, Lingxi didn’t know what to say.

“Also, tell your Family Head that I am now the first disciple of the Seven-Star Hall, so please ask your Family Head to betroth Lingxi to me.”

“Oh?”

After hearing Long Yan’s words, a mocking glint appeared in Di Yan’s eyes.

Although Long Yan belonged to a faction from the High Order Plane, he was nothing in front of Di Yan.

“Confidence is good, but blind confidence can be quite annoying.”

Di Yan said carelessly, his expression very irritating.

“But blind confidence is just stupidity.”

Di Yan’s eyes sparkled with an unknown light, thinking the mere top fighter of a rubbish sect dared to dream of marrying the pearl in the palm of the Emperor Clan, what a joke.

His gaze was not concealed in the least, filled with greed.

As the number one genius of the Emperor Clan, Lingxi was practically his by default.

This so-called Long Yan wasn’t even taken seriously by him.

“Just you?”

Long Yan was getting angry too.

He had initially planned to be more polite since Di Yan was one of Lingxi’s family members, but after Di Yan’s repeated insults, his temper was lit.

“Oh?

Thinking of fighting?”

Four or five fireballs floated around Di Yan like amulets.

A prodigy of the entire Emperor Clan, he had reached the fifth level of the God King at the mere age of thirty.

His future ascension to Divine Emperor was almost a certainty.

He didn’t believe Long Yan posed any threat to him.

“Hmph!”

Long Yan struck out rashly, and before Di Yan could react, he was sent flying by a single punch.

The fireballs surrounding him were useless and were effortlessly shattered by Long Yan.

“You…”

Di Yan had not expected that, with his strength, he wouldn’t even withstand a moment against Long Yan.

His body radiated an incredible evil Qi.

“Flames that Scorch the Heavens.”

With a series of quick gestures in the air, Di Yan unleashed a potent firelight.

The fierce blaze, carrying the force of scorching the heavens, morphed continuously in his hand as it hurtled towards Long Yan.

“Trivial skills.”

Just a cold snort from Long Yan—who viewed Di Yan’s attack as no threat to him.

With a flip of his hand, a Tai Chi formation appeared, emitting waves that struck fear in Di Yan.

Di Yan, scared, pointed at Long Yan but couldn’t utter a single word.

“Die!”

Long Yan’s killing intent surged, and the Yin and Yang light along with flames in his hand flew towards Di Yan.

Di Yan’s body seemed to be immobilized, his legs wobbling as he awaited the arrival of the Yin and Yang ring.

With a thunderous “boom,” everything in the vicinity turned to nothingness, Di Yan’s body included.

This genius of the Emperor Clan probably never imagined dying at the hands of Long Yan.

Lingxi watched Long Yan, who floated gently to the ground, and her affection for him, the man who dared to confront top forces for her sake, grew boundlessly.

“I’d kill gods for you.”

Hearing these words from Long Yan, Lingxi could no longer restrain her emotions and threw herself into his arms.

“Brother Yan.”

Long Yan caressed Lingxi’s long hair, secretly forming plans in his heart.

Now that he had killed a genius of the Emperor Clan, he needed to think of a strategy quickly.

The Emperor Clan would soon learn of Di Yan’s death at the hands of Long Yan.

While he could possibly face Di Yan with his current strength, taking on the entire Emperor Clan was out of the question—he wouldn’t stand a chance.

He had to strategize for the long term, as the power of the Emperor Clan far exceeded his previous foes.

Facing them alone at this stage would be too difficult.

However, before he could ponder further, he heard,

“Long Yan, come out!”

A voice like thunder resounded over the Seven-Star Hall, and at the same time, a divine presence enveloped the entire Seven-Star Hall.