Chapter 952: Pan Zhen (1/2)
Not long after the Fortune Gate female disciple left, a young man clad in a light blue robe with a holier-than-thou air walked in.
“Eldest Senior Brother.” Seeing this young man appear, Li Lu greeted.
This light blue-robed young man was precisely the Fortune Gate Ancestor’s eldest disciple, Pan Zhen.
“Junior sister, I heard that you’re searching for the whereabouts of Yin Yang Godly Water.” said Pan Zhen.
Li Lu did not conceal the matter, “Yes, I’ve just found out that it's on the Path to Hell. I’m planning to make a trip over there.”
Pan Zhen’s expression immediately turned grim, “The Path to Hell! Junior sister, you have no idea how perilous the Path to Hell is, even a Tenth Order Highgod Realm master cannot guarantee the certainty of coming out alive once entered! And you…!”
Li Lu’s attitude did not waver, determination shone in her eyes as she shook her head at Pan Zhen, “Eldest Senior brother, don’t try to persuade me, I’ve already decided.”
Pan Zhen sighed, sounding unusually heavy, “You really don’t have the slightest feelings for me?”
Li Lu shook her head again, saying, “Eldest Senior brother, I have said it very clearly to you. I know you’ve been very good to me in the years I’ve been here, but I only see you as my brother.”
Pan Zhen’s voice became gloomy with an edge sharpness within, “Is it like the rumors outside are saying, because of that Huang Xiaolong?”
Pan Zhen had always thought that as long as he persevered, there would be a day when his feelings would get through to Li Lu, but the heavens seemed to be playing him. Over a decade ago, during the Alchemist Grandmaster Grand Competition, rumors about Li Lu and Huang Xiaolong suddenly began flying around. At that moment, Pan Zhen finally understood why she had been refusing him in the past.
That was because there was already a man in her heart!
And he had always occupied her heart!
Li Lu didn't answer, sighing, “Eldest Senior brother, why do this to yourself?”
Anger seeped into Pan Zhen’s voice, “I won’t give up on you. Even if that Huang Xiaolong kills me, I’m not giving up.” He turned briskly and left.
Li Lu watched the blue-robed figure disappear from view.
Back in his own cultivation dwelling, Pan Zhen tersely sat down, a chilling coldness in his eyes. Without any indication, his fingers crushed the wine cup close to his hand into fine dust. His face distorted due to anger, bordering insanity, “Huang Xiaolong, if I can’t get it,you won’t be able to get it either!”
“Since it’s like that, Li Lu, don’t blame this Eldest Senior brother for being ruthless. Even though I can’t get your heart, your body is mine!”
“I’ll wait until she arrives at the Path to Hell before making a move.”
The echoes of delirious laughter traveled out from Pan Zhen’s cultivation dwelling.
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Icebound Galaxy.
Huang Xiaolong slowly floated down onto the start of the Path to Hell.
Looking onward, the path in front of him was shrouded with a thick layer of yin ghost qi, one could hardly see if there was really an end to this road. As it was built from black star soil, the path itself was mottled with faint glittering starlight.
However, the starlight here was different from the usual romantic concept in the world outside, clear and bright. The starlight on this path gave a nefarious, frigid feeling.
Huang Xiaolong entered the Path to Hell in a flicker, flying onward.
The thick yin ghost qi floating in this place was highly corrosive and toxic, but Huang Xiaolong didn't bother to create a protective godforce barrier around himself, letting it brush past his True Divine Dragon Physique as he flew further in. At this point, here in the lower realm, there were very few things that could physically harm Huang Xiaolong’s body.
As he continued flying deeper in, all that entered his sight was withered grass, black dead tree trunks, and barren hills. Occasionally, he could see one or two bones of some beast that he didn't recognize.
Not a trace of life could be seen around him. It was a desiccated landscape filled death and desolation.
Half a day’s time went by swiftly.