Chapter 30: Rejection of Emotions (Part 1)

  Tianqin turned back with a smile, her warm expression lit up the heart of Hailong like a hundred flowers blooming. "I just want to tell you, even when hunting a rabbit, a lion will still use its full strength. Don't leave any regrets for yourself." After saying this, she turned around and walked away along the original path. Hailong stood in place, suddenly thinking of something, he loudly called out: "Tianqin, wait!"

  Tianqin stopped in her tracks, but she didn't turn around, calmly saying: "Is there anything else?"

  The dragonfly pondered for a moment, and a resolute glint appeared in his eyes as he said, "If I can win the final victory of this tournament, will you play a song just for me? Just for one person."

  Her slender body trembled, but she didn't respond. She just stood there quietly, the moonlight filtering through the hollows of the Xianzhao Mountain peak and sprinkling on her, giving her an ethereal and otherworldly aura.

  "Is that okay?" Hailong asked again. Tianqin took a deep breath, nodded slightly, and a soft glow lit up, her beautiful figure disappearing into the night.

  "I should have thought of that. So, it was you all along." Another familiar voice sounded, and Hailong turned around in shock, unaware of when someone had appeared beside him without any warning. A faint scent of incense wafted into his nostrils, and Hailong exclaimed, "Sister Xiannü, how did you also arrive?" The one who suddenly appeared was none other than the ethereal Daoist master.

  A faint melancholy floated between her eyebrows, she glanced at Hailong and said: "So that person was actually you. Alas, she paid too much for you."

  The dragon rubbed his head and said: "Fairy sister, what do you mean by these words? I don't understand."

  Piao Yu Dao Zun let out a soft sigh and said, "You know Tian Qin, don't you? She's the closed-door disciple of Bai He, the master of Qian Hui Valley. Among your generation, she's absolutely an outstanding student. And also one of the hot favorites to win this year's Seven Sects Newcomer Competition. Eight hundred years ago, because of something, Qian Hui Valley and Wen Tian Liu became sworn enemies. This matter originated from Tian Qin. I think it should have something to do with you too."

  Hailong's body shook, and he suddenly remembered the past in Tongyuan City. The lecher who had almost made him take the blame appeared before his eyes. At that time, Tianqin had destroyed his physical body, while Hailong himself had extinguished his primordial spirit, making it impossible for him to ascend forever. After leaving Tongyuan City, he had long forgotten about these things, but now that Xiuyue Daozun mentioned them, he felt uneasy. "Sister Xian, are you saying that Qiantian Liu and Qianhui Valley fell out because of this? It's all my fault, I was angry at the time and destroyed that lecher's Dao fetus."

  The Daoist master, Huan Yu, glanced at Hai Long and said, "It's not just a simple matter of causing trouble. The disciple you killed was the only son of Xing Tian Zhen Ren and Yuan Yue Liu's true person, and they loved him dearly. After their son died, they naturally sensed that it was someone from Qian Hui Gu and our Lian Yun Sect who did it through the connection of their divine powers. Xing Tian and Yuan Yue led a large group of disciples to Qian Hui Gu to seek justice, but Tian Qin took sole responsibility for killing Xing Tian's son. Due to the circumstances, Qian Hui Gu wouldn't let Tian Qin be taken away by Xing Tian Liu and Yuan Yue Liu. So they clashed on the spot. Qian Hui Gu is a very mysterious place, although their power is not enough to rival Xing Tian and Yuan Yue, but they retreated back to their own sect, making it impossible for Xing Tian Liu and Yuan Yue Liu's masters to find them. Later, through our Lian Yun Sect, Fan Xin Zong, and Lian Hua Zong's mediation, this conflict finally ended. After all, Xing Tian Zhen Ren's son was the one who made the mistake first. For their own face, they couldn't say much more. However, from then on, Qian Hui Gu became a public enemy of both sects, and small conflicts continued to arise. Especially Tian Qin, whenever she was seen by Xing Tian Liu or Yuan Yue Liu's disciples, she would be attacked with full force. To prevent her from dying unjustly, Bai He Zhen Ren didn't allow her to leave the valley privately. It was precisely because of Tian Qin's persistence that our Lian Yun Sect avoided a lot of trouble. If Xing Tian Liu and Yuan Yue Liu knew that you were the real killer, I'm afraid our Lian Yun Sect would also be in danger. That's why I said she paid so much for you.

  After hearing the words of Piaoyu Daozun, the heart of Hailong was deeply shocked. He never thought that Tianqin, who had only met once before, would treat him like this. She was using her own life to help him cover up! How could he repay such a sentiment? Hailong murmured: "So, doesn't that mean that Tianqin's trip to Wuzhao Xian is very dangerous?"

  "For the time being, there won't be any danger. Among you disciples participating in the competition, although Tianyun and Yuan Yue sects have sent out many powerful experts, none of them can pose a threat to Tianqin yet. Moreover, with the presence of the seven major sect leaders here, Tianyun and Yuan Yue sects wouldn't dare act recklessly. However, once you leave this place, it's hard to say what might happen."

  Hai Long's eyes flashed with a hint of cold light, and he turned to leave. Piao Miao Dao Zun was taken aback, his figure flashing as he blocked Hai Long's path, saying: "Where are you going?"

  Hai Long said in a low voice, "I'll go find Tian Xiang Liu and Yuan Yue Liu to clear things up. It was clearly my doing, how could I let Tian Qin take the blame for me? I absolutely cannot let her suffer again."

  "However, have you considered the consequences for our Tianyun Sect? If you acknowledge this matter, the turmoil that has just subsided will erupt again. Although our Tianyun Sect is not afraid of the Qiantian and Yuanyue factions, once a conflict breaks out, it will inevitably lead to a significant loss of power for the righteous path. At that time, the ones who will benefit will be the evil path. Do you want to bring crisis to the entire righteous path because of your own affairs?"

  "Hai Long said angrily: 'But I am a man. Admittedly, my cultivation is not high, but I also cannot let someone else's daughter take the blame for me. At worst, I'll let the people of Xun Tian Liu kill me instead. There's no need for Yun Zong to intervene on my behalf.' In his mind, there was only the image of Tian Qin, and he suddenly felt that when Tian Qin left earlier, her back figure was so lonely, so helpless. Hai Long had already made up his mind: even if it meant sacrificing his own life, he absolutely could not let Tian Qin suffer a single injury. Absolutely not."

  The majestic figure of the Sea Dragon stood before her, exuding an aura of masculinity that deeply shook her heart. With a slightly dazed gaze, she looked at the Sea Dragon and said: "You are my disciple from the Lianyun Sect; how can we not take care of you? Your thoughts are really too simple. Indeed, this situation is unfair to Tianqin. However, you don't necessarily have to acknowledge anything to make amends with her. I think that's not what she wants to see either. If you want to treat her well, why not win the championship in this newcomer competition and then give the sacred artifact to her? It would be a fitting repayment for her protection of you. Having an additional sacred artifact will provide more assurance for her safety."

  Hai Long's eyes sparkled as he suddenly said, "But I want to win the divine artifact and give it to you!"

  "What? You, you..." With her cultivation at the early stage of Dou Zhuan, she couldn't speak at this moment. Her pretty face rose with two red clouds, and she lowered her head like a shy girl. Even Hailong could clearly hear her intense heartbeat. He suddenly realized that Yuanyi seemed to have a subtle feeling towards him too.

  For a long time, neither of them could say anything, and they just stood there in silence. After a while, the Dragon King said with some trepidation: "I'm sorry, Fairy Sister, I didn't mean to profane your holiness. It's just that I was speaking my mind. I admit, I really like you. Among all the girls I know, you're the one who makes my heart beat the fastest. Even though you're much older than me, I don't care; in my heart, you'll always have the highest position. Fairy Sister, can you give me a chance? I'm not asking for anything else, just hoping that when you're bored, you might think of me." Having mustered up his courage to say this, the Dragon King lowered his head like a child waiting for judgment. For a long time, he had never felt so strongly that the distance between him and the Ethereal Way Master was so close. He clearly understood that if he didn't speak out his mind today, he might never have another chance again.

  The delicate body of Daozun was trembling slightly, her heart surging with complex emotions. From the moment she first met Hailong, her heart had been tied to this low-ranking disciple. She herself didn't understand what it was about Hailong that attracted her. However, unconsciously, she found Hailong's figure becoming clearer and clearer in her mind. Just a few days ago, their reunion after 800 years filled her with joy. And today, when she learned of Hailong's defeat in the competition, fearing he would be upset, she hastily sought him out. All these things had already revealed much. But could she really disregard everything and accept Hailong's feelings? She didn't know, truly didn't know.

  Taking a deep breath, he barely calmed the turmoil in his heart. The ethereal Taoist priest spoke in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Hailong. We are absolutely impossible. The difference between us is just too great. From now on, I hope you can forget this idea today. I will always be your master, not a fairy sister. We won't have any fate as Dao companions either. I won't give you any hope. It's better to end the pain quickly than to prolong it. Tianqin is the one who should be your choice."

  Hai Long was completely stunned, although he had already thought of this outcome, but when the reality really happened in front of him, his heart couldn't accept it. He felt that his chest hurt so much that he could hardly breathe, and although Xian Nu was right in front of him, at this moment he felt as if she was far away from him. Between them, a thick barrier blocked everything. His voice became extremely hoarse and awkward, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Fairy Sister. All of this is my foolish fantasy. How could I be worthy of you? You are a fairy descended to the mortal world, while what am I? I'm just an ordinary disciple of Yun Zong. Master, I was wrong, really terribly wrong." With a "whoosh", Hai Long spat out a mouthful of blood.

  A pang of anguish struck Piaoyou's heart, and he grabbed onto Hailong's shoulder, wanting to heal his wounds. But Hailong suddenly shook him off with a loud voice: "Don't touch me! You're my ancestor!" After speaking, he stumbled backwards step by step, and in his grief, he didn't notice that Piaoyou hadn't said the words "I don't like you" when he refused him earlier.

  The Daoist priestess stood still, watching as the sea dragon's figure gradually disappeared into the distance. A hint of regret arose in her heart. She let out a soft sigh and said, "Sea Dragon, I didn't want to hurt you. But this should be the best ending for us. You are the rising sun, while I am the setting sun that is about to pass on." Two lines of clear tears slid down her face, and she cried, for the first time since she started cultivating.

  The second day of the New Seven Great Clan Tournament was still at the third arena. Hailong went on stage first today, his opponent being a female disciple from Engetsu Style.

  With a disdainful glance at Hailong, the female disciple said: "Snow Qing, a disciple of Yuan Yue Liu, is here to offer guidance."

  The dragon's eyes seemed to have lost their soul, staring straight at the other party, and said bluntly: "Daiyu, a disciple under Tian Shi Dao Zun of Lianyun Sect."

  Under the stage, a loud shout rose, which was naturally to cheer for Xue Qing. Yi Fenghang, who had not yet competed, shouted loudly: "Xue Qing sister, use your Rouge Lipstick Round Moon Sword to win him."

  Xue Qing glanced at Yi Feng Xing with a hint of flirtation in her eyes, and a white flying sword appeared in her hand, emitting countless rays of light that instantly enveloped the body of the sea dragon.

  "Clang——, ah——” The light on the arena stage was extinguished. Snow Qing's delicate body had already fallen off the stage, and fresh blood stained her chest, her face as pale as gold paper, clearly having suffered a serious injury. Hai Long still stood there, only with an additional long iron rod in his hand. On the ground of the arena, Snow Qing's flying sword that shone with white light had been broken into two pieces, turning into ordinary iron.

  Hailong's eyes gleamed with a fierce light, his body radiating an intense aura of dominance. He gazed calmly at the Round Moon and Qitian Sect disciples below, who had fallen silent after their initial clamor. Pointing with his iron rod, he spoke slowly: "Who... dares... to... contend... for... supremacy?" The four short words seemed to release all the grievances and sorrow in his heart. A burst of golden light shook the three elders' restrictive spell, causing it to tremble violently. In an instant, Hailong's figure vanished from the competition stage. His performance today had already broken the fastest victory record set by Tianqin yesterday.

  After Hailong disappeared, the disciples of Yuanyue and Wenti were suddenly in an uproar. Hailong's actions had already stirred up their anger. The destruction of the magic tool was a taboo for cultivators, and they were all filled with rage.

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