Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2277 - 2277 2267 Fleeing from Marriage

2277: Chapter 2267: Fleeing from Marriage 2277: Chapter 2267: Fleeing from Marriage “It seems the Princess of the Emperor Clan has run away from her marriage.”

Luo Pin finally seemed to have found a weak spot, and said sarcastically to Lingxi.

“Runaway marriage?

What’s going on?

Haven’t I already killed your genius?”

A cold light flashed in Long Yan’s eyes, feeling impatient himself about his father-in-law’s eagerness to marry off his daughter, Long Yan was filled with dissatisfaction towards that unseen father-in-law.

“It’s just that Father wanted to form a marital alliance with the Long Family of the North, and after the genius was killed by you, under Di Xin’s instigation, Father decided to engage me to the Young Master of the Azure Dragon Family, Long Qingli.

That effeminate nuisance, I absolutely detest him.”

As she spoke of her own marriage, Ruoxi’s little face showed displeasure.

Despite her declarations of having Big Brother Yan, her father still chose to engage her to the young master of the Azure Dragon Family.

“This name?”

Long Yan was furious but found the name Long Qingli peculiar, wondering why the young master of the Azure Dragon Family had such an effeminate name.

“You should be satisfied, Long Qingli is considered one of the most handsome men in the Holy Domain!”

Upon hearing Luo Pin make these snide remarks, Lingxi looked unhappily at her; had she not been in Long Yan’s arms, she might have already fought Luo Pin.

“Then why don’t you marry him?”

“I would like to, but who can resist Long Yan’s charm?”

Hearing Luo Pin’s words, Long Yan clearly felt Lingxi growing colder in his arms, and he hurriedly stopped the bickering between the two.

“Both of you, say less.”

Long Yan felt a headache coming on, as both of them spoke without reservations.

If he weren’t here, they would probably have turned the place upside down by now.

Just then, a big head peeked out from Lingxi’s shoulder; Fat Cat cautiously observed the surroundings, and its eyes brightened upon seeing Long Yan, quickly climbing up onto Lingxi’s shoulder in a few strides.

“Boss!”

Fat Cat leaped towards Long Yan, who hurriedly caught him.

Fat Cat stretched out in Long Yan’s arms, having been too frightened to emerge during the earlier scuffle between Lingxi and Luo Pin, but now finally seeing a familiar face.

“Fat Cat, you’ve gotten even heavier.”

“Woah!”

In reaction to Long Yan’s teasing, Fat Cat merely opened his mouth wide, his expression seeming to say, who can blame a good appetite?

In the midst of their conversation, a radiant burst of seven-colored light began emanating from somewhere on the ground, as if heralding the emergence of strange treasures.

“The relic has opened…”

The cultivators below murmured incessantly, just waiting for the moment when the light shield shattered, after which many would swarm into the General’s Tomb.

“Lingxi, you and Luo Pin go together later, and don’t fight each other,”

Long Yan said to Lingxi.

Observing her puzzled look, Luo Pin quietly explained to Lingxi about Long Yan’s conflict with the Sky Clan and of course, Elder Xuehe.

Holding Fat Cat tightly in her arms, Lingxi looked at Long Yan with worry.

“Rest assured, Big Brother Yan has weathered many storms.”

A figure flew towards Long Yan; Wang Lei’s entire momentum was completely different from before.

If previously Wang Lei was like a piece of fine jade, now he was a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

“Indeed, Brother Long, you still came.”

Wang Lei looked at Long Yan indifferently.

Since their last encounter, he had been cultivating diligently and had actually made significant progress with the Sky Clan’s spells.

Long Yan stood in front of Lingxi and another girl, speaking softly.

“Of course, how could I refuse such a gracious invitation from Brother Wang?”

The phrase “gracious invitation” was heavily emphasized by Long Yan, which resulted in Wang Lei bursting into hearty laughter.

Though he had used some tricks, Wang Lei didn’t mind, seeing Long Yan’s arrival as his own victory.

“I am really looking forward to Brother Long’s performance in the ruins.”

“Likewise!”

Long Yan replied nonchalantly.

Just then, the seven-color light shield surrounding the entire relic disappeared, revealing the ancient ruins to everyone’s eyes.

Upon seeing this, Wang Lei didn’t speak and flew directly towards the General’s Tomb, not believing that Long Yan would not enter.

“Did you two remember everything?”

Long Yan once again reminded them, and seeing the two girls nod, he was still a bit worried.

He took out a bottle of Marching Pills and the Penglai Immortal Fruit he had obtained from the Demon-Sealed Tower from the storage ring, and placed them in Lingxi’s hands; he couldn’t bear any mishaps happening to either girl.

As for Long Yan himself?

From the beginning, Long Yan hadn’t allowed himself any leeway, knowing that only continuous training could truly let him step into the realm of the strong ones.

“Big Brother Yan, you must come back safe.”

Lingxi’s face showed a crying expression, but seeing this, Long Yan just reassuringly patted her head.

“Of course I will come back safe.

When I return, I’ll take you to take on the Azure Dragon Clan.”

“Okay!”

The figure of Long Yan turned into a crimson light, rushing towards the General’s Tomb.

The General’s Tomb was full of treasures, but it also contained many dangers.

Many cultivators entered the General’s Tomb each year, but very few came out alive, as the most terrifying thing was human greed.

Upon entering the tomb, which was more like a magnificent palace than a mausoleum, at the center stood a general clad in white armor, holding a long spear, whose majestic appearance made Long Yan’s blood boil.

Since entering, Long Yan had not seen any other cultivators, but he did not care.

It might be a different space in the ruins.

Speaking of which, the General’s Tomb had a story behind it.

The True Dragon General in front of him was a great general who fought wars in ancient times.

The silver spear in his hand was so formidable it made enemies flee in terror.

Long Yan speculated that the general might have been a cultivator, undoubtedly a Martial Cultivator.

Though a cultivator, the passage of time still affected him.

After the general’s death, his descendants held a grand burial, placing all his treasured belongings acquired from battles in the tomb, which gradually evolved into what it was now.

“What is this?”

Long Yan felt that there seemed to be some inscriptions under the statue of the general.

After wiping it clean with his hand, an ancient poem appeared underneath the statue.

“The tusks leave Phoenix Gate forsaken, the iron cavalry encircles Dragon City.”

The verses appeared to be engraved with True Qi, vigorous and powerful in script, the strokes moving like a swimming dragon, resonating well with the majestic White Armor General above, projecting a dominant aura, showing that the general’s cultivation base during his life was no slight matter.

After surveying the Hall and finding nothing, Long Yan bypassed the statue and entered the inner rooms through side doors.

The space inside was vast, but the whole main hall was pitch black, looking mysteriously unsettling, but the current silence made Long Yan raise his vigilance.