552 The Spirit World Guide
“Hey, hey, hey, is this the latest newcomer?” Long Huixing gazed at the exaggerated destruction caused.
It was known that the power of spirit blood could only be displayed at the refined blood level — talismans, artifacts, pills, and other external forces could not be used. Thus, one could only rely on pure blood essence for battle. More plainly, whoever had the more vigorous blood essence would be stronger in the spirit blood level.
“I’m already a little excited!” Long Huixing licked the corner of his lips. “Apart from the eight royal families, I’ve never encountered a stranger with such potent vitality.”
To his naked eye, a handsome face emerged from the smoke. Qin Huai’s eyes filled with surprise as he looked at the equally handsome man before him.
“As expected of the spirit realm. Any random person I encounter can actually dodge my punch,” he commented. “Even if the threshold of the spirit realm is only the visceral prefecture realm, the quality is still quite high.”
Qin Huai could clearly sense the surging blood and qi in the other man’s body.
“Any random person?” Long Huixing raised his eyebrows arrogantly. “What kind of joke is this? I’m the relative of the Great You Emperor, the White State Supreme, the White Flow Prince Long Shiqing’s personal guard, Long Huixing!”
“A royal family relative.” Qin Huai’s eyes turned icy and impassive.
He had no impression of the White State Supreme or White Flow Prince, Long Shiqing. To his knowledge, the Long family of the Great You royal family was teetering on the edge of ruin. The titles of prince or guard captain were just scare tactics.
Furthermore, the white region was thousands of miles away from Qingzhou. By the time he arrived there, it might have already been decimated by the white-robed king. Even though the family tree was withered, had Long Huixing’s pompous and high and mighty demeanor not changed?
Qin Huai took a step forward, his terrifying qi and blood erupted like a geyser. In an instant, he appeared in front of Long Huixing, his fist carrying an astonishing lethal force as it whistled through the air toward Long Huixing’s face.
However, the next moment, Long Huixing opened his mouth wide, letting out a roar at Qin Huai. The sound was like a tempestuous sea, louder than the wind Qin Huai’s fist had created.
“If you don’t mind, I’ll be your spirit world guide. It’ll certainly help you get acclimated to the spirit world faster!” Long Huixing’s words came out startlingly fast and were incredibly clear.
The moment Qin Huai’s fist came to a halt in front of his face, this sentence was clearly transmitted to Qin Huai’s ears.
Whoosh!
The fist wind exploded, the fist radiating with blood and qi mere inches away from Long Huixing. The terrifying wind caused Long Huixing’s hair to instantly stand on end.
“You?” Qin Huai looked at Long Huixing, who wore an elegant smile on his face.
“Yes, I am,” Long Huixing responded.
“I am a human,” Qin Huai said, looking at the man before him. “From what I understand, the Great You Emperor’s lineage should be one of the eight royal families, right?”
“What’s wrong with humans?!” This time, it was Long Huixing who looked at Qin Huai strangely. As if observing a rare creature, he rubbed his chin slowly. “Kid, which corner of the world did you crawl out from? You’re so powerful, yet you’re so unfamiliar with the Great You?”
Qin Huai remained silent, only raising his fist. Immediately, Long Huixing coughed lightly. “You don’t have to tell me! You live in seclusion, devoted to cultivating and comprehending martial arts to the extreme. You have no interest in worldly affairs.”
“No wonder you have such strength,” Long Huixing smoothly answered his own question.
“More or less,” Qin Huai admitted.
Since entering Qingzhou, he had spent most of his time figuring out how to escape from the bronze world, handle the blood sea, and contend with the Sacred Heart Sect. His knowledge about the stance and situation of the entire Great You was limited. The issue of life and death had consumed him completely.
His primary goal in entering the spirit world was to find the final appropriate guardian spirit item and train his soul to break through the king realm barrier.
“Ahem… The reason our Great You imperial family has declined to this state,” Long Huixing began, his voice heavy with regret and sadness, “is because the former emperor and the young emperor advocated for the coexistence of humans and demons.”
He went on to describe how the former emperor died abruptly twenty years later, and the seven kings overpowered the young emperor. The subsequent chaos led to the current disorder where heroes rose together.
“You should have said less,” Qin Huai advised, glancing at the guard captain who seemed lost in sorrow.
“Haha… I haven’t finished yet.” Long Huixing scratched his head. “In the end, my dragon clan started pursuing the power of pure blood again, resulting in a decrease in our numbers over time… We failed to control and suppress the various vassal kings, leading to the significant reduction of the Great You royal family’s power.”
Listening to Long Huixing’s words, Qin Huai felt it was closer to the truth. Did the pursuit of the power of pure blood, aiming to increase combat strength, lead to a downfall similar to the Kun Peng clan’s?
It appeared that the eight royal families were reverting to their original state, with the Great You Emperor as the pioneer, resulting in the current predicament.
Qin Huai stared at Long Huixing, contemplating whether his words were genuine or not.
The final conclusion? He might as well give it a try. After all, one couldn’t truly die in the spirit world. Following this guard captain, who claimed to be of royal lineage, to explore the spirit world didn’t seem like a bad idea.