"Elder..." Chu Jun looked at the elderly man eating at the sa table, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.
He ca to see the Elder in the morning and ended up waiting outside the courtyard for half a day before being called in at lunchti.
At the dining table, it was just him and the Elder. The Elder said nothing at all, not even ntioning the City of Light or the Magic Spirit Contest, which made Chu Jun even more uneasy.
"Eat first, we’ll talk after the al," the Elder said calmly.
Chu Jun had no choice but to swallow back the words that were on the tip of his tongue, eating this al without tasting anything.
After finally finishing the al, Chu Jun said, "Elder, organizing the Magic Spirit Contest is certainly not an intention to ruin the Chu Family. It’s basically the trend of the tis; even if I don’t do it, it’s only a matter of ti before the Trial Takers step into the spotlight. The sooner we face it, the more ti we have to prepare. If we wait until the Trial Takers are fully developed before trying to respond, then we’ll be too passive..."
Chu Sanhu watched Chu Jun calmly. After he finished speaking, he smiled and said, "You can decide on these matters yourself, there’s no need to inform ."
"Elder, aren’t you angry with ?" Chu Jun was slightly taken aback, not expecting the Elder to say such things.
"Why would I be angry with you? My grandson wants to do sothing, and he has achieved sothing of such magnitude that it can change the world’s balance. Why would I be angry? Isn’t this sothing to be happy about?" Chu Sanhu smiled.
Chu Jun never expected the Elder to say such words and was too excited to know what to say.
"Xiao Jun, you’ve grown up. It’s ti to carve out your own world. The current status of the Chu Family isn’t built on one profession or another, but on the roads paved by countless Chu descendants. Your path is also the Chu Family’s path; walk it as you desire. Rember, the Chu Family and this old man will always be behind you, always your support. No matter how tis change, whether Demon Armor will be replaced by Trial Takers, it’s all irrelevant. As long as there are still Chu Family mbers and they dare to step forward, even if the Chu Family withers, it’s a preparation for a more splendid bloom next ti." Chu Sanhu patted Chu Jun on the shoulder: "Go ahead and do it. Show this world that no matter how it changes, the Chu Family will always stand at the top, no one can defeat us, nor can anything cause the Chu Family to decline."
"Elder..." Chu Jun was so moved he could barely speak.
"But this ti when you go, take Chu Qi with you, don’t make this old man worry." Chu Sanhu smiled.
"How could that be, if Brother Qi isn’t by your side, in case..." Chu Jun’s words were interrupted by Chu Sanhu.
"In the past, when Chu Qi wasn’t by my side, hadn’t I still co through these many years? The Chu Family isn’t as fragile as you think. You should be worrying about yourself; the road between you and the City of Light isn’t easy to walk..." Chu Sanhu said gravely.
...
On the thirty-sixth level of the Demon Tower, Li Xiu and Chu Qi fought their way up, slaughtering two to three hundred magic spirits. When they reached the thirty-sixth level, the magic spirits here were sowhat different.
Within the tower on this level stood a magic spirit wrapped entirely in black bands. The light pattern symbols on its body were as brilliant as stars, constantly flowing and changing as if they were alive, on the black bands.
In the previous tower levels, there were at least several magic spirits; this ti there was only one, which was unusual.
The Black Death Demon King roared, fifty A-level Radiant Black Death Demons charged at the magic spirit.
The magic spirit opened one eye, and the black bands on its body blood like chrysanthemums, the flowing light pattern symbols on them entangling the necks of the Black Death Demons, hanging them up one by one.
In the blink of an eye, all fifty Black Death Demons were hanging from the rafters, struggling in vain, looking like fifty hanged ghosts.
Crack!
As the black bands tightened, the heads of the Black Death Demons snapped, and their bodies went limp.
Li Xiu and Chu Qi both felt a chill in their hearts. The power and abilities of this magic spirit were clearly many tis stronger than those of the previous ones.
"Chu Qi, the three-kneel-nine-bow obeisance." Li Xiu said, staring at the demon text on the magic spirit’s body.
Chu Qi imdiately stepped forward to perform the obeisance. After the three kneels and nine bows, those black bands that resembled spider webs retracted.
Chu Qi exploded into action, his gauntlets radiating terrifying Demonic Light, landing a punch on the magic spirit.
The light talismans on the magic spirit’s body trembled chaotically but weren’t pierced by the punch. In contrast, the glowing black bands entwined Chu Qi’s body.
A flash of bloodlight streaked through the air, and the black bands on the magic spirit flew out, entangling into a black pillar that collided with the blood-red blade light.
Yet the black pillar was cleaved open directly by the blood-red blade light, the blade light cut through the black pillar and split the magic spirit’s body into halves, and a demon core fell out.
"Is this the Jedi Knight? It’s much stronger than what I saw on TV!" Chu Qi gazed at the Jedi Knight in awe.
Li Xiu picked up the demon core, frowned, and said, "Let’s stop here for today, we won’t go to the next level for now."
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