Supreme Alchemist-Chapter 2419 - 2409: Vines

Brilliant light enveloped Long Yan, leaving both Jian Wuchen and Young Master Liu, who were fiercely battling, dumbfounded. What was happening?

Had Long Yan transformed into something more?

Jian Wuchen’s expression turned grim. He knew that Long Yan must have made some sort of trade with Heart Inquiry Road. While Jian Wuchen didn’t know the exact details, he could vaguely guess some of it.

Long Yan’s jet-black hair began changing from its roots to pure white. His hair, which wasn’t particularly long but wasn’t too short either, transformed before Jian Wuchen’s very eyes — all three thousand strands of youthful black turned into snow-like white.

Hair is a person’s clearest marker of age — black signifies youth, white signifies old age. Like leaves falling and finally drying in the wind, the brilliance gradually faded. Long Yan’s face remained youthful, but his shoulder-length hair had become completely white as snow.

"In the end, you still did it."

Long Yan now bore no difference from the Heavenly Soul—his appearance symbolized the end of life—but Long Yan merely chuckled indifferently. Things hadn’t gotten so dire just yet.

With a casual wave of his hand, the space around Young Master Liu shattered piece by piece under Liu’s horrified gaze.

"You... you’re actually a Divine Emperor powerhouse? You worthless scum are a Divine Emperor powerhouse! Hahaha..."

Young Master Liu burst out in manic laughter before his figure disintegrated into countless fragments, vanishing into the air along with his voice. Perhaps there was unwillingness, but faced with Long Yan’s true strength, such cultivation was no more than a mantis trying to block a chariot.

"You’ve been watching long enough. It’s time for you to leave, isn’t it?"

Long Yan murmured softly, yet the sound reached every guard hidden in the dark and watching for an opportunity to strike. Wherever Long Yan’s gaze swept, those caught in it shivered. freewebnσvel.cѳm

Their reaction stemmed from nothing other than the chillingly emotionless gaze they faced—calm and indifferent, like snow and ice.

In that instant, all those around scrambled to flee for their lives, abandoning any thought of gaining an advantage.

"Was it worth it? For just an Illusionary Realm?"

Jian Wuchen didn’t need sharp perception to know—Long Yan’s life was nearing its end. Clearly, in order to protect the most important thing, Long Yan had chosen to trade his life away.

"Worth or not, it only matters if I believe it is."

As they spoke, both figures gradually disappeared, along with the fractured space around them.

The story, however, hadn’t ended yet. Lingxi suddenly woke with a start from her dream, gently pushing her stray locks behind her ear. This unconscious motion painted the most beautiful picture, yet the room was empty. Sadly, there was no one to admire this portrait of beauty.

"Where is this place?"

Lingxi lightly supported her forehead. She only remembered going with Big Brother Yan to a small alley, but after that, she had no idea why she fainted.

Such things couldn’t be dealt with for now. What she clearly remembered was that Long Yan planned to personally go to the Emperor Clan. Lingxi certainly knew her father’s character, and this time, Big Brother Yan venturing into the Emperor Clan might bring disaster upon himself.

Yet outside, the sky had already darkened. There wasn’t a soul in sight nearby, only the occasional chirping of two or three insects.

In the tranquil night, Lingxi summoned her fastest speed and dashed across Chang’an City. If Long Yan were here, he might even marvel that without activating the Martial God Array, Lingxi’s speed was slightly faster than his own.

"I’ve arrived."

Lingxi gasped for breath, sweat soaking through her clothes. She hadn’t felt tired while running, but as soon as she stopped, she was overcome by exhaustion both physically and mentally.

"What is this?"

Lingxi’s pupils suddenly contracted as several corpses lay piled in the shadows. If not for her sharp eyesight, she wouldn’t have spotted them amidst the darkness. She approached carefully, step by step. Although Lingxi hadn’t lived in the Emperor Clan since childhood, she could still recognize the attire belonging solely to the Emperor Clan’s servants.

"Big Brother Yan has definitely been here."

As she entered the Inner Mansion, Lingxi became even more certain of her thoughts. The ground was littered with corpses—scattered in every direction. Judging from the wounds, it seemed that these were caused by the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle, a hidden weapon she had once designed alongside Big Brother Yan.

Lingxi carefully examined each corpse, her heart filled with worry. She dreaded that the next body she encountered might be someone she knew. Yet evidently, her fears were unfounded. Though corpses abounded, not a single one belonged to Long Yan.

"Where exactly is Big Brother Yan?"

Moved by some unknown instinct, Lingxi walked toward her father’s room. However, though the pavilion near her father’s residence had been reduced to rubble, she still found no trace of Di Lingtian—everything seemed as though it had never existed.

"Young lady, are you searching for that young man who was with you earlier?"

The stillness of night was broken by a hoarse, elderly voice, sending chills down Lingxi’s spine. Instinctively fearful of ghosts, Lingxi felt her dread rise in the eerie environment.

"Don’t be afraid. I’m only here to deliver a message."

If Long Yan had been present, he would have recognized this figure—it was the old lady who had made the trade with him. However, Lingxi knew nothing of this. Seeing someone familiar in this ominous scene, she naturally relied on the old lady.

"Granny, do you know where Big Brother Yan went?"

Lingxi’s pitiful expression tugged at the old lady’s heart, and she sighed softly. As the keeper of Heart Inquiry Road, it seemed she would have to give this story an ending.

"He’s dead..."

Upon hearing the first half of the old lady’s words, Lingxi felt as though her world had collapsed. Big Brother Yan was dead! How could this be?

But before Lingxi could grieve, the old lady quickly followed up with the second half of her statement.

"What’s wrong, young lady? Have you already given up? There’s clearly a chance to reunite with him."

Even though the Lingxi before her was merely an illusion created by Heart Inquiry Road, she was lifelike enough that the old lady felt reluctant to cause her pain. She had witnessed countless separations in Heart Inquiry Road, but Long Yan was the first to trade his life with her.

A fool indeed.

Thinking back, the old lady realized she wasn’t able to laugh about it. Yet rules were rules, so she could only provide the most fitting ending to the story.

"Can we truly meet again?"

Tears filled Lingxi’s large, expressive eyes, but she stubbornly held them back, refusing to let them fall.

"Yes, though at that time, he might need your help. But it all depends on whether you’re willing to wait for him."

"I’m absolutely willing!"

Lingxi wiped her face messily with her sleeve, standing straight and tall, as though declaring her resolve.

A glowing light appeared in the old lady’s right hand, faintly resembling a vine emitting an ongoing vitality. She leaned close to Lingxi’s ear and whispered a few words.

In the end, all that remained was Lingxi’s resolute gaze. A breeze stirred the night air, and in the blink of an eye, the old lady had vanished without a trace.

"Wait for me, Big Brother Yan. I will definitely find you again."

Her black-and-white eyes carried only a hint of determination.

Countless words remained unspoken in her heart. The night was ink-dark; you left alone, yet never waited for me.

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