Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2132 - 2132 2122 Different

2132: Chapter 2122: Different 2132: Chapter 2122: Different This voice was all too familiar to Long Yan; there was only one person who would call him that way, and she was Lingxi from the Emperor Clan.

“Xi’er.”

Long Yan sharply turned around to see Lingxi standing right behind him.

Suddenly, petals fluttered down from the sky, reflecting Long Yan’s joyful mood as they quietly fell from the air.

“It’s me, Brother Yan, hehe.”

Lingxi, seeing Long Yan’s face, let out a ringing laugh like that of a silver bell, and wrapped her arms around his waist as the two embraced.

“Why are you here?”

Seeing Lingxi, Long Yan felt his breath quicken and hurriedly asked her how she had managed to sneak out.

“I missed Brother Yan so much, so I just sneaked out, hehe.”

Lingxi stuck out her tongue at Long Yan with her cute little face, and with a complex look, Long Yan stared at the Lingxi before him, realizing that the person in front of him wasn’t Lingxi.

But no matter who she was, Long Yan couldn’t see any signs of disguise on her face; in other words, the face before him was indeed her true appearance.

“Brother Yan, can we discuss something?”

Lingxi asked, looking down, preventing Long Yan from seeing her expression, and spoke softly.

“What?”

Long Yan’s eyes held a doting look, although he knew that the girl in front of him was not Lingxi, he still couldn’t control himself.

“Let’s stay here forever and forget about everyone else, even the Human Clan.”

Lingxi looked up with a smiling face, her cheeks streaked with tears, which made Long Yan tenderly embrace her, moved by the expression that seemed so pitiable.

“That’s not possible.”

Long Yan’s tone softened involuntarily, but there was a strong determination in his words.

“Why?”

The “Lingxi” before him had a crying tone as she asked the question, sensing Long Yan’s stirring heart, yet the outcome was unexpected.

“Because you are not her, she’s still waiting for me in the Holy Domain.”

Hearing Long Yan’s words, Lingxi’s eyes abruptly narrowed; she didn’t know what had given her away.

Lingxi swiftly retreated, positioning herself right in front of Long Yan.

“How did you find out?”

Long Yan was motionless; he simply looked at Lingxi before him with warm eyes, making her feel uncomfortable all over.

“Nobody can perfectly imitate another person, not even if the appearance is the same, the cultivation base is the same, or even the way of speaking is the same, I still know you’re not Lingxi.”

Long Yan spoke to himself, without caring whether the Lingxi opposite to him understood; that different feeling, no matter how alike, was not good enough.

“Why can’t you stay?”

“Lingxi” spoke with complexity, possessing all the memories of Lingxi in Long Yan’s mind; she thought she could be flawless, but instead, Long Yan had spotted the flaw.

She even started to envy the real Lingxi a bit—despite being so similar, she was the one who had Long Yan’s heart.

“I, the master of the Great Formation, am also the target of your visit.”

“Lingxi” slowly started speaking, but her words surprised Long Yan a lot; he hadn’t expected that this illusion before him was the master of the Five Elements Fairyland, and that master was the Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron.

“I can give you two options.

The first is to let go of worldly thoughts and spend a lifetime with me in this Illusionary Realm.

The other…”

Lingxi’s face revealed a demonic smile, chilling to the bone.

“Even if it means dying right here!

Make your choice.”

After speaking, “Lingxi” turned her back, looking playfully at Long Yan in front of her.

Though she had been exposed, she was unconcerned; anything Lingxi could do, he could do, even better.

Moreover, the Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron had seen something interesting in Long Yan’s mind; no matter whom Long Yan chose, it could make it happen, and this Illusionary Realm was even more real than one could imagine.

“I’m sorry, I refuse.”

Almost the instant after the Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron’s voice fell, Long Yan had his answer ready.

Indeed, living here was what Long Yan had longed for, carefree, without the need to worry about the affairs of the Human Clan or the Demon Clan, but don’t forget, the real Lingxi was still waiting in the Emperor Clan for Long Yan to find her.

How could Long Yan let go of his worldly desires?

“As expected, you still made that choice.”

The tone of the Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron was very indifferent; had he not done so, then the man before her certainly wouldn’t have been Long Yan.

“I’m sorry.”

“An apology won’t stop me from not letting you go,” she retorted.

Long Yan didn’t know what to say; he definitely didn’t mean it like that.

Seeing Long Yan’s embarrassed expression, the Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron let out a chuckle, her beautiful eyes intently gazing at Long Yan.

The traditionally ancient-looking architecture around them was upended by an immense force.

Behind the Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron was a tornado reaching the horizon, swallowing up everything.

The power of this Illusionary Realm was terrifying indeed; from a distance, the wind of the tornado made Long Yan feel breathless.

However, he didn’t make any move, as the Magic Gun appeared in his hand.

In the tornado, the terrifyingly huge face of a Giant emerged, and the whole tornado transformed into a Giant.

The tornado-transformed Giant swung its fist ferociously at Long Yan.

Despite its size, its speed was anything but slow.

“Sweeping Thousands of Troops!”

The In-hand Demon Spear swept across the fist of the Wind Giant, and instantly a massive force transferred into Long Yan’s hand, causing a painful numbness in his palms.

Before he could recover, another heavy punch hit him hard, and in an instant, the forceful Wind Power shredded the clothes on Long Yan’s upper body.

Long Yan’s sturdy chest was exposed to the air, that punch nearly knocking the breath out of him, and the wind power within it took him a long time to recover his breath.

“How about it?

Shall I give you another choice now?”

The Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron sat on the shoulder of the Wind Giant, smiling coyly at Long Yan.

She knew of course that Long Yan still had cards to play, but they were of no use; with Long Yan’s ability, the current Illusionary Realm amounted to instant defeat for him.

“I don’t think you have a reason to refuse this time.”

“I refuse.”

Long Yan rose from a pile of ruins.

If he had forgotten even the promise he made to Lingxi, what reason would he have left for living?

“Blood Qilin!”

A red glow surrounded Long Yan, transforming into the form of a Blood Qilin, roaring at the Wind Giant.

For a while, the momentum of the two individuals on the field was equally matched.

The Wind Giant opened its huge mouth and roared; the two colossal figures collided, blowing away everything around them with the resulting blast wave.

“Hmph!”

A cold hum emanated from the mouth of the Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron, with heavy winds pinging and panging against the Blood Qilin, threatening to make it stagger, the defense that even the Demon Emperor could not break.

“Long Yan, I’ll ask you one last time, surrender or die.”