Chapter 511: Peaks of the West and the Demon Star

Chapter 511: Peaks of the West and the Demon Star

Hao Yi was truly shadowed by Lin Nuo.

Back when he first entered the land, he encountered that brat.

Then it was a taught lesson, leading him into a cocoon of despair, followed by the declaration that humanity had evolved beyond the capabilities of the Sea Domain Dragon Clan.

Yep, that’s how this fool’s proclamation came about.

Now, high-ranking officials within the Dragon Palace, like the Dragon King and the Dragon Prince, were anything but calm.

Once again, this kid shows up, always stirring up trouble and ruining their plans.

Seemingly unremarkable, yet incredibly powerful.

Thinking back, the extremist Wu Qiong led a team into the land, only to return with just two survivors, who confirmed it was a human boy.

However, from the descriptions, it appeared to be different from the boy the Second Prince Hao Yi had encountered.

The Second Prince met someone resembling a local thug, while Wu Qiong’s team came across a refined young gentleman.

Could there be a connection?

It’s unclear—it remains a mystery.

The Second Prince, Hao Yi, expressed his concerns:

“Father, we shouldn’t delve deeper into exploring them. I believe they possess enough strength to resist us, but since they haven’t invaded the Sea Domain, they must be just as ignorant of us as we are of them. We haven’t had major conflicts with land-dwelling beings for so long; they haven’t fought us and don’t understand our might. But now, as we probe them, we are also exposing our strength.”

“Hao Yi, you weren’t so timid before,” the Dragon King remarked.

“Father, we were overly arrogant! There are greater powers beyond ours. Continuously revealing our racial strength tells them our dispatched kin cannot withstand them; they might have intentions on the Sea Domain, and that would be the end for us.”

Hao Yi was extremely anxious; he had already envisioned a scene of a large-scale human invasion of the Sea Domain.

The Dragon King stroked his dragon whiskers, thinking.

Hao Yi’s words did carry some weight.

It was indeed frightening that these young humans could stand against them.

Yet he still insisted on exploring the land, as invading the land had always been the longing of the Sea Domain Dragon Clan. He couldn’t appear too timid and ineffective; it wouldn’t sit well with the others.

“I have my plans. Exploring the land is quite necessary; we are a fighting race and cannot shrink back or belittle ourselves. However, we must not act as recklessly as we did before, overconfident and dismissive—we should maintain a degree of respect for humanity.”

The Dragon King said, pulling out a book that contained records from their ancestors.

He continued:

“Speaking of which, there’s a legend among humans. When our ancestors invaded the land, they suffered quite a bit. Some of them refined a crystal targeting our Sea Domain Dragon Clan, called the Heart of Aquatic Spirit. At that time, it merely partly resisted our ancestors’ attacks, and subsequently, it was suppressed; we didn’t think much of it. I’ve heard that the extremist faction encountered that boy, who possesses an extraordinary power—it made me recall the Heart of Aquatic Spirit.”

“It must be the Heart of Aquatic Spirit! They definitely obtained it and are using it to resist us now!”

Hao Yi grew excited; he was beginning to fear this human race, convinced they held secret skills and treasures, thinking the doomsday for the Sea Domain Dragon Clan had come.

“Hao Yi, I’m just casually mentioning that. It happened hundreds of years ago; you don’t need to jump to conclusions. The chaos of war back then means that the Heart of Aquatic Spirit is likely long lost.”

The Dragon King sighed. Was the boy really that frightened?

…

Lin Nuo returned to Helong Hall and immediately sought out the old master, Mu Yuanfeng, to report that the Tianyuan Domain had been occupied by Helong Hall’s people.

Yet that old man had already left, and a meeting would now require an appointment.

Ah, you old rascal, so sneaky!

But thinking about it, Mu Yuanfeng was indeed a busy person; he couldn’t just sit around waiting for Lin Nuo to return—he would naturally go back to headquarters if there were matters to attend to.

“Young Master Ni is unparalleled in the world, achieving great feats. Completing this mission will surely earn him the grandfather’s recognition.”

Mu Yiting held Lin Nuo’s hand, smiling gently.

“However, Young Master, it was originally agreed that I would carry out the task alone. Will my presence cause the Master to think there was trickery involved and deny my achievement?”

“Not at all! The situation changed abruptly—the occupation of the Tianyuan Domain turned out to be far more difficult than anticipated, and Grandfather is a reasonable man. Besides, our forces stationed in the Tianyuan Domain have already withdrawn; we merely sent people to garrison there, which will undoubtedly be accepted.”

One might as well write a book titled, “Reasoning,” because I just know that cunning old man will find all sorts of reasons to diminish his accomplishments.

No worries; he will surely have accomplishments, whether more or less, his rise to power and recognition is just around the corner.

Now that he completed his mission, Mu Yiting was even happier and more excited than he was—it felt like she was the one gaining power and wealth.

So invested in his subordinate; if he were to truly rely on her, he might be hopelessly devoted, determined to be a reliable man, aiming to marry the Young Master someday.

Phew, but when that time comes, he would find himself just a lapdog to the Young Master, unable to win her affection, merely a tool.

Such a tragedy—this could only end up like the pathetic villains in TV dramas and comics!

As a great villain, one must maintain their sanity and definitely can’t be a lapdog.

Lin Nuo spent some time at Helong Hall, usually training troops, strategizing for Helong Hall, and during his breaks, sipping cold tea in a recliner, enjoying Meat Floss Cake, or occasionally going outdoors to catch a few pigeons for a barbecue, adding some sweet barbecue sauce—it was delightful.

Today was bright and clear; Lin Nuo ventured alone to a small mountain to hunt, capturing wild beasts for roasting.

After taking a sip of cold tea, feeling satisfied, he leaned against a rock and gazed into the distance.

There, the endless mountains obscure his vision, but that doesn’t affect his rest; he loved watching the mountains.

Behind those mountains, he thought of a towering, cloud-piercing peak in the far west, veiled in mystery. One day, there would be a legend that some Tian Shi foresaw the emergence of the Demon Star, and disasters would befall the land.

But where would disaster originate from? The Tian Shi couldn’t ascertain, merely stating that calamity was on the horizon.

Back then, Lin Nuo thought he bore the aura of a protagonist, having endured much humiliation, just waiting for the calamity to arrive so he could save the world.

However, reality slapped him across the face; before the calamity struck, he had already encountered disaster.

Indeed, those righteous sects were his disaster.

Exiled from his sect, pursued relentlessly, fleeing until he reached that mysterious mountain in the far west, a place untouched and shrouded in secrecy, where he could only run to escape the storm.

This towering peak, usually seldom visited, was now swarmed with Demon Disciples.

Because one night, a beam of spiritual light fell from the sky, shaking the mountain, and everything changed dramatically there.

The Magic Spring erupted forth without any warning.

Some claimed it was the emergence of the Demon Star, heralding the onset of disaster.

Lin Nuo believed this was his chance, his last opportunity to prove himself and resolve the calamity.

Yet he never imagined that he himself was the calamity.