CHAPTER 194: CHAPTER 194

"Elder Qin Chuan, Junior Brother Qin Zi."

This young man, covered in blood and exuding sharpness, revealed a heartfelt smile upon seeing Qin Chuan and Qin Zi.

There are two great pleasures in this world:

When one’s name appears on the honor roll.

And meeting an old friend in a foreign land!

As for the bridal chamber night... hehe, it lost its novelty long ago; what needed to be experienced had already been experienced in a small forest.

"Come on up."

Qin Chuan said with a smile.

Zhao Yunsheng nodded and flew onto the White Jade Pillar.

Then Qin Zi started chatting casually with Zhao Yunsheng, chattering like a hen clucking around her chicks.

"Senior Brother Zhao, where did you go after leaving Seven Martial Sect?"

"I went west, intending to head to the Western Domain, but when I reached the edge of the Land of Decay, I realized I couldn’t go any further. Later, an elder from the Supreme Realm in the Western Domain passed by and took me there."

"And then?"

"Then that elder was killed by me."

"Why?"

"Ah... it’s all in the past, let’s not speak of it. By the way, what about you guys? Elder Qin Chuan actually became an Emperor!"

"Hehe, low-key, low-key..."

Qin Chuan quietly listened to the two young men chatting, without interrupting, but for some reason, he felt like laughing.

"Dong!"

Not long after, another young man emerged from the labyrinth, his injuries more severe than Zhao Yunsheng’s, staggering.

But eventually, he made it to the White Jade Square.

"Very good, congratulations on passing the trial. From now on, you are a disciple of the Purple Cloud Academy."

Master Yulin praised with a smile.

"Thank you, elder!"

The young man was very excited, but acted mature, showing a resilient mind.

"Hmm, the rules of your Fragment Continent are flawed, the environment is barren, yet those without any background can become stronger on their own and pass this labyrinth. They are undoubtedly of extraordinary talent and resilient minds."

Master Yulin said with a smile.

In fact, he appreciated those who passed the labyrinth relying on their own strength even more.

However, from the perspective of the Purple Cloud Academy, those young people with the Emperor’s background are actually more valuable.

These people have excellent talent and roots, supported by strong fortune, and their future achievements will not be lower than those who passed the labyrinth.

Each has its strengths.

So they will be treated equally.

"Dong dong dong!"

After a long time, three more people successively emerged from the labyrinth, staggering and looking quite miserable.

Master Yulin instructed several Purple Cloud Academy disciples to quickly administer healing, and under the effects of the Spirit Elixir, they soon recovered.

Time continued to pass.

Everyone sat cross-legged on the White Jade Pillar, waiting silently as the sun rose and set, and the moon rose and set, repeatedly cycling.

Those who came here were at least Celestial Saints, and given their realm, sitting quietly for ten to fifteen days would not be boring.

Thus, five days passed.

"Alright, that’s about enough time. If anyone hasn’t managed to get through the labyrinth by now, they’re unlikely to succeed in this lifetime. Let’s put an end to it here to avoid more casualties inside."

Master Yulin stood up suddenly, and said.

Then he raised his right hand, grabbing towards the labyrinth in the void. Instantly, an immense and formidable force surged, shaking the heaven and earth.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, everyone felt an immense, ocean-like aura emanate from him, as if a deity had stood up.

"So powerful!"

"At least a Nine Tribulation Emperor! And maybe even a Seven or Eight Layer Celestial Saint who became an Emperor!"

"Or perhaps a quasi-Emperor!"

The emperors of the Fragment Continent were appalled and astonished.

It was only at this moment that they truly comprehended how terrifying this amiable elder was. While they knew he was powerful before, they had no clear concept of that power.

And now, they understood.

"Rumble!"

At this time, the labyrinth floating on the sea, resembling a city, emitted a golden glow and began to tremble violently.

"Ah!!"

"I don’t want to go out!"

"I still can!"

"I’m not willing!"

Many who were bleeding and overcoming trials were enveloped by an irresistible force and thrown out of the labyrinth, letting out heartbreaking screams.

How many times in a lifetime does one get such a leap-through-the-dragon-gate opportunity?

Maybe just once.

"Rumble!"

The labyrinth trembled violently, then began to slowly levitate and shrink continuously, flying towards this side.

"Whizz!"

At the last moment, a figure shot out from the labyrinth, landing awkwardly on the White Jade Square.

He supported himself with a sword, kneeling on one knee, and gasped heavily: "Sorry, I got held up on the way... I should have passed, right?"

"Hmm, as long as you made it, it counts as passing."

Master Yulin said with a smile.

He took a glance; the person’s injuries were not severe, but their speed of passing was relatively slow. Overall, this person’s strength was slightly inferior to the others, but his cautious nature made him a promising talent.

At this time, a joyful voice rang out.

"Brother!!"

It was Shui Qingrou, standing beside the old woman of Beiji Divine Hall, looking at the young man, almost crying with joy.

"Qingrou."

The tardy young man showed a gentle smile on his face, the scar on his face not diminishing his affection for his sister at all.

He was... Shui Qinghan!

"It’s him!"

"Qi Huang’s War Servant!"

"Qi Huang is dead, yet he still lives, growing so strong! Could it be the Ten Thousand Swords Celestial River relic..."

Soon, a prodigy from the Eastern Domain recognized Shui Qinghan, their expressions shifting slightly, and they began speculating internally.

Qin Zi was not foolish either, quickly piecing it together.

He hesitated and looked towards Qin Chuan, furrowing his brows and whispering: "Father, might the Ten Thousand Swords Celestial River incident be related to him?"

He hoped it wasn’t.

Because this was Shui Qingrou’s brother, if it were true, then his relationship with Shui Qingrou would be strained.

A thorn and a needle are different.

A needle between a man and a woman fosters closeness and affection, but a thorn lodged is like a bone stuck in the throat.

"Maybe it is, maybe it isn’t. Until the truth is revealed, no one knows for sure, but... it’s always wise to have a protective heart."

Qin Chuan calmly transmitted.

"Mm."

Qin Zi nodded, considering Shui Qingrou’s feelings. In this case, regardless of whether Shui Qinghan did it or not, he wouldn’t pursue it.

But if it happens again... he won’t be so forgiving!

"Elder Qin Chuan, Senior Brother Qin Zi."

Shui Qinghan warmly greeted them, then flew to the White Jade Pillar where Shui Qingrou was and began catching up with his sister.

If not for the people around, they might have delved into deeper conversations.

"Woosh!"

Meanwhile, the labyrinth, having completely shrunk, turned into a golden cube and flew into Master Yulin’s hand.

He put away the labyrinth and announced loudly:

"Everyone! All banquets must end; I came with a mission, and now that mission is utterly completed, it’s time to leave. I proclaim that all the young people standing on the square now may join the Purple Cloud Academy."

"Any Emperors present here, if you wish to join the Purple Cloud Academy, you may come with us, or if not, you can leave on your own."

Suddenly, the atmosphere became heavy.

It was time for farewells.

The Emperors who came here all brought their younger generations with them, undoubtedly intending for them to join the Purple Cloud Academy, while most of them would remain on the Fragment Continent.

"Master, I..."

"Boy, when you reach the Main Continent, cultivate well, carve out a career, and come back to visit this old man if you have time."

"Grandpa, I..."

"Hmm, don’t feel reluctant to leave grandpa. Although we have depended on each other all our lives, in fact, grandpa can still..."

"Grandpa, there’s no need to feel bad, I’m saying... could you...maybe give me some travel expenses?"

"Get lost!"

...

On the square, numerous disciples were bidding farewell to their elders.

Qin Chuan was also bidding farewell to the young ones. He saw in their eyes a glimmer of determination, mixed with the melancholy of parting.

"Remember, my children," he said softly, placing a hand on their shoulders, "strength doesn’t just come from power, but from understanding who you are and what you are willing to sacrifice."

As they departed, the emptiness profoundly settled in the air, but with it, the hope of future reunions lingered, leaving behind a sense of growth and a quiet promise of new beginnings.

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