Chapter 1241 - Who Was The Luckiest

Chapter 1241: Who Was The Luckiest

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“When did Brother Ling Tian go missing? How did he even go missing?” Han Xue Nai looked at Xiong Quan with a dignified expression and demanded with anxiety apparent on her face.

Clearly, she had heard the discussion among the Ling Tian Sect traitors before her appearance and learned about Duan Ling Tian’s disappearance.

“It began more than half a year ago…” Xiong Quan sighed and then he explained the sequence of events. Eventually, he admitted guiltily, “Unfortunately, I’m too weak. I couldn’t enter the Lost Stone Forest to inquire about the whereabouts of Young Master.”

“The Lost Stone Forest, huh?” Han Xue Nai murmured as she squinted her eyes that held a glint of coldness in it.

Soon, Han Xue Nai Looked at Little Black and Little Gold as she said, “Little Black,Little Gold, you’ll stay and protect the Ling Tian Sect… Little White and I will go to the Lost Stone Forest.”

“Sister Xue Nai, I want to go too,” added both the little fellows hurriedly.

“If you go along, what’ll happen if something befell Brother Ling Tian’s sect again?” Han Xue Nai glared at them. Then, under their helpless gazes, she left with the little girl in white after she asked Xiong Quan about the location of the Lost Stone Forest.

The white-clad girl was the white python from earlier, Little White.

After Han Xue Nai left with Little White, Little Gold looked at the other six people apart from Xiong Quan and said, “You guys were pretty lucky.”

Hearing Little Gold’s words, they could not help but smile bitterly.

Naturally, they knew why Little Gold would say that. If they had deserted the Ling Tian Sect and stood behind the Han Clan’s powerhouse, Han Jing, like the other traitors, they would have been dead by now.

“Li Si, fortunately, you’ve made the right choice,” Zhang San looked at Li Si and spoke to him through Voice Transmission. He was pleased with Li Si.

Li Si smiled awkwardly.

He thought of leaving, but he felt that it was unkind to do so. Besides, his old friend, Zhang San had not deserted the Ling Tian Sect too, so he stayed.

It seemed that he had made a wise choice indeed.

In fact, those who were really lucky were not Zhang San and the others. The luckiest ones were the people who were not at the Ling Tian Sect then. The group of Ling Tian Sect elders and disciples who were away felt the lingering fear in their hearts when they learned about the incident that day.

They had no doubts about it. If they had been there, they would definitely have chosen to desert the Ling Tian Sect.

After all, the Demon Emperor powerhouses had arrived later. Before they did, it had been hopeless for the Ling Tian Sect.

“Luckily, I was away for just a few days.”

“Yes, otherwise, we’d also be dead.”

“Everything’s good now. Not only did we survive, but we can continue to stay in the Ling Tian Sect… I heard that the Demon Emperor powerhouse isn’t just Young Miss Xue Nai who left. For the time being, even the two little ancestors who stayed behind are suspected to be Demon Emperor powerhouses!”

“With these Demon Emperor powerhouses, our Ling Tian Sect will be able to rise above all the other first-rate forces on Cloud Continent!”

…

The group of lucky Ling Tian Sect elders and disciple was constantly buzzing about it.

While they talked about it, their hearts were filled with thrill and joy in addition to feeling lucky.

On the Cloud Continent, the upper-level first-rate forces would, at most, be guarded by Martial Monarch Peak powerhouses because there was no Martial Emperor powerhouse.

The Ling Tian Sect, which had Demon Emperor powerhouses that were comparable to Martial Emperor powerhouses, had left the other upper-level first-rate forces on the Cloud Continent behind to a certain extent.

The little ancestors that they spoke about were naturally Little Gold and Little Black.

Little Gold and Little Black stayed behind to guard the Ling Tian Sect. Usually, they were not idle either and they liked to wander around. No one in the Ling Tian Sect had never been bullied by them.

At the summit of Ling Tian Peak, Little Gold and Little Black each sat on separate sides while Little Gold said regretfully, “How utterly boring… If I’d known this earlier, I’d have followed Sister Xue Nai to the Lost Stone Forest and left you here alone.”

“Do you think I’d let you go?” Little Black asked coolly, “Or maybe you thought that Sister Xue Nai just casually left the both of us here and that it wasn’t intentional?”

“Hmph!” After Little Gold heard him, she snorted and started to ignore him.

Those two little fellows were like a pair of quarrelsome lovers.

At Ling Xuan Peak.

There were only three days left till the selection day of the Martial Emperor’s disciples and followers.

“I managed to restore some memories… It’s a pity I still can’t remember who I am.” On the side of Ling Xuan Peak, a voice suddenly sighed from the only multi-story pavilion on the spacious stone platform. The voice was laced with helplessness.

Duan Ling Tian, who had just woken up from his cultivation, shook his head and got down from the bed before walking out of the room.

Moments later, he left the multi-story pavilion.

Since the selection day of Martial Emperor’s disciples and followers was only three days away, Duan Ling Tian could see many figures in front of the huts on the stone platform below.

These figures belonged to people like Duan Ling Tian.

Naturally, the similarity here meant that they had come to Ling Xuan Peak with the same objective as him, which was to join the selection of Martial Emperor’s disciples and followers of Ling Xuan Peak.

Currently, these people were sparring in pairs or groups. The atmosphere there was very lively.

“Huh?” Suddenly, he seemed to notice something and turned to look beside him.

Following that, a gust of wind rushed beside him and an old figure appeared.

A closer look showed that it was the Martial Emperor’s disciple, Qiao Zhong, from Ling Xuan Peak who had brought him there six months ago.

“Duan Ling Tian, the selection day of Martial Emperor’s disciples and followers is just around the corner. Please be more careful these three days… Lu Zhong is troublesome,” Qiao Zhong reminded him solemnly.

“Yes.” Duan Ling Tian nodded but his expression was non-committal as if he did not take Qiao Zhong’s words to heart.

Perhaps it could be said that he never took Lu Zhong to heart.

“Not only is Lu Zhong strong… More importantly, there’s a Martial Emperor’s direct disciple behind me. That Martial Emperor’s direct disciple regards him as his right-hand man. He won’t stand by if Lu Zhong suffers any harm in your hands,” Qiao Zhong continued saying. As he spoke, his face became even more serious.

“Direct disciple?” This time, Duan Ling Tian’s eyes lit up suddenly as if he was particularly interested in the direct disciple of Ling Xuan Peak.

“What do you mean? If Lu Zhong were harmed or killed, the Martial Emperor’s direct disciple behind him would seek revenge?” Duan Ling Tian looked at Qiao Zhong and asked hesitantly.

“That’s right.” Qiao Zhong nodded.