From-DIDIDA Novels
Chapter 602: The Demon God Emperor’s Mental Scouting (I)
Suppressing the energy and blood bubbling forth from him, Long Haochen did not dare relax his senses right now. After making sure that Asmodeus did not chase after him, he finally relaxed for real.
At this time, Star King’s utility was distinct. Golden halos rushed out from him to Long Haochen’s body, causing the rise of a great warmth. While supplementing spiritual energy for Long Haochen, warming healing abilities treated his wounds.
But even so, Long Haochen’s wounds would not heal in only a little while. For the sake of hindering Asmodeus, he faced all of the enemy’s attacks with his own, giving up on defending. Although his opponent’s offense was neutralized thanks to his attacking force, the extent reached by the enemy’s strength made it so that every clash put a terrible strain on Long Haochen. The Golden Foundation Armor neutralized some of it, but such a long battle involved over a hundred thousand clashes. Although his body was tough, his blood vessels sustained considerable wounds.
Never forget that no matter what could be said, Long Haochen remained only at the eighth step, facing a powerful enemy at the ninth step, the second rank of the ninth step. Even with a comparable dexterity, someone else in the same situation would already have been torn down by an opponent with such powerful spiritual energy.
Because of his relation with Haoyue, Long Haochen’s external spiritual energy was far above ordinary people, which is how he managed to hold on, and even wound the opponent and greatly intimidate Asmodeus.
After flying for over fifty kilometers, the group gradually landed, and Long Haochen immediately crawled on Star King’s back, gasping heavily.
In a flash, Cai’er had joined Long Haochen’s side, lending an arm to support him from Star King’s back.
Han Yu showed no hesitation to join Long Haochen’s side and unleash the abiltiy of the Spiritual Stove of Light Blessing. Although Blessings of Light did not have healing effects, it could at least help Long Haochen rapidly recover some spiritual energy. Lin Xin took out a pill and helped take off Long Haochen’s mask to insert the pill in his mouth.
Even Chen Ying’er had moved close to him, instead of caring about Duan Yi and Yang Wenzhao. Everyone surrounded Long Haochen all around.
Seeing Long Haochen’s pale face, Chen Ying’er was dripping with tears, “Boss...”
Long Haochen forced a smile, “Fool, what are you crying for? Don’t you see that I am fine? And how are Yang Wenzhao and Duan Yi?”
Han Yu said, “I have already been applying some healing magic on him. Thanks to Lin Xin’s pills, there is no danger to their lives. However, their wounds are very severe. They will need to be nursed for a certain time before recovering. By chance there is no badly damaged wound.”
Long Haochen declared, “They are finally saved. Now that we are within the borders of demon territory, we can run against demon troops at anytime. We cannot stay in this place for too long. After I regain some strength, let’s first get back to the Tower of Eternity.”
“Yes!” Everyone accepted.
Cai’er lent her arm to help Long Haochen sit down. She didn’t utter a word, but the pain in her eyes greatly moved Long Haochen emotionally. Touching her small hand suppressed the pain in Long Haochen’s body, as he shut his eyes with a smiling face, letting his internal spiritual energy restore his damaged body channels.
With the effects of the Spiritual Stove of Light Blessings on, his spiritual energy recuperated very fast. Even the spiritual energy stored in his Golden Foundation Armor steadfastly recovered.
The others sat in a circle very consciously, and Chen Ying’er went to take care of Yang Wenzhao and Duan Yi. While Zhang Fangfang kept watch, the others all guarded Long Haochen’s side.
Half an hour later, Long Haochen’s face finally recuperated some vigor. Slowly opening his eyes and letting out a spit of blood, he regained his spirits and immediately activated a teleportation with his comrades alongside.
On the following day, Long Haochen was in a state of recovery: his wounds were even more severe than the others imagined. For the sake of avoiding affecting his comrades’ rescue mission, Long Haochen cut the connection of the Soul Sharing Chains during his fight against the Dragon Rider Demon God Asmodeus. He had to bear all the damage alone: not only his blood vessels were damaged, but even his inner organs.
The others also underwent rest and recovery. Under the group’s great care, Yang Wenzhao and Duan Yi’s situations improved greatly. Han Yu put healing magic in full use several times, which stabilized his body with the help of the medicinal pills.
“Huh.” Yang Wenzhao slowly opened his eyes, feeling extremely heavy, and unable to exert the slightest amount of strength. Only the ounce of warmth coming out from his chest made him feel alive.
Ever since his team was annihilated by Asmodeus and he received heavy wounds, his life had been hanging on a thread. Having lost all awareness of time, although awake, he still felt very dizzy.
“You are awake.” Chen Ying’er’s voice was filled with pleasant surprise. Yang Wenzhao’s pupils finally focused, seeing Chen Ying’er blurrily. Seeing her in a white skirt, he couldn’t help but feel startled, muttering some words without speaking them out.
Chen Ying’er retrieved some fresh water, cautiously supporting his upper body with one hand, while her other hand poured some water between his lips.
As the fresh water was poured, Yang Wenzhao showed great shock, “Ying’er, Ying’er...” His voice was extremely hoarse, far different from its previous dignified tone.
“It’s me. Big Bro Wenzhao, are you better? These demon scoundrels actually persecuted you like that.” At this point, Chen Ying’er’s eyes couldn’t help but turn red.
Yang Wenzhao and Duan Yi’s wounds were very grave: Yang Wenzhao had over a dozen fractures and even some of his hand’s and foot’s muscles were broken. Several wounds on his body connected with each other. If not for the originally very good state of his body, even if the demons didn’t plan on letting them die like that, he would have long ago joined the side of the Goddess of Light.
“Ying’er… am I… already dead?… It’s really great that… I can see you at the time of my death… I’ve heard that you… were in secluded cultivation all this time… If not for that Holy War… I was thinking since long ago… About visiting you… Unfortunately I won’t have a chance… I have never… Come to understand… Why your attitude totally changed… One day… If I have done… Something wrong… Please stop blaming… Okay? That way, I can… Peacefully go… I am finally at ease, I just… Really hate to part with you...
Yang Wenzhao seemed to take his last chance to let out all his piled thoughts to her. At last, he finally used up all the force he had regained with great difficulty, and became unconscious once again.
“I’m not blaming you anymore, don’t pass out!” In anxiousness, Chen Ying’er couldn’t help but fall into tears.
“Hey, hey, don’t cry. It’s not as if he’s gonna die.” Sitting nearby, Lin Xin mocked her.
Chen Ying’er gave him a very fierce long look, “What’s with you? Has-drugs-bro, are you provoking me?”
Lin Xin fell in laughter, “Just how many times have we examined him? As long as he’s given the time he’ll surely recover. You’re just losing your mind in concern. I’m even doubting that his previous words were just aiming at winning your sympathy.”
“Bullshit, he’s wounded like that, and yet would act on purpose? Do you even have a heart?” Chen Ying’er broke out in anger.
“Okay, okay. You’ve won, stop disturbing everyone with your noise. That was not on purpose okay? A girl in love is such a fearful thing.” Lin Xin immediately raised his hands in surrender, laughing happily.
Chen Ying’er snorted, “Just wait, I’ll file all my complaints when we meet sister Li Xin.”
Reminded that Yang Wenzhao was out of harm, her tears naturally flowed down, but she still held his upper body. Thinking back of several memories from the past, her eyes couldn’t help but fill up in warmth.
Right at this time, Long Haochen who was in the midst of cultivation opened his eyes, immediately catching the attention of Cai’er standing at his side, who looked at him, and asked in concern, “How are you?”
Long Haochen smiled in response, “Don’t worry, I’m fundamentally alright. The wounds took some of my energy, but it will come back after recovering a bit.” With his constitution as Scion of Light, no light magic was as effective as the self-healing of the pure light essence in his body. With a day and a night of work, all his channels were back to normal. His body was recovering very rapidly as well.
Cai’er sat nearby Long Haochen, nestling against him and holding his hand, softly asking, “Haochen, do you know when I fell in love with you after losing my memories?”
Long Haochen shook his head, while rubbing her head with the other hand.
Cai’er asked in a soft voice, “That was right as the Holy War had just started, when we were on the verge of separating. On those days you were preparing meals for me, heating soup, and protecting me. I won’t ever forget the look you had when taking care of me. After losing my memories, I was very indecisive, but during those days, it was thanks to you that my heart stabilized. If one day, demons don’t threaten the Alliance, I want to live with you in a natural environment, an area rich in vegetation, with some small wooden houses, where you could prepare meals as I take care of our children. That would be so great.”
Long Haochen’s heart was pulled by Cai’er’s words. Taking his hand out of her grip, he held her waist and revealed longing eyes, “That day will surely come. If everyone is willing, we could choose a place to live and build a small village there. I won’t need you to do anything, just letting me look at you at all times will do. We will raise various vegetables, live in wooden houses, raise some domestic animals. I will prepare soup and make meals for the children. In the evenings, I will bring the children to the rooftop to look at the stars. Without the darkness brought by demonkind, the sky at those times will be very very blue.”
Nestling against Long Haochen’s waist, Cai’er shut her eyes. This time her face of absolute beauty was filled with bliss.
“That day will surely come.” Cai’er repeated Long Haochen’s words, affirming her feelings.