Supreme Alchemist-Chapter 2430 - 2420: Stars

Long Qingyan warily turned around, gripping two daggers in her hands. She had only taken a cursory glance earlier—both Long Yan and Long Qingli were lying on the ground, their chests gently rising and falling, proving that they were still alive.

The Old Madman took two steps forward. Long Qingyan lightly crouched down, as if ready to spring forward at any second.

This action made the Old Madman hastily retreat two steps, gesturing with his hands. At the same time, his face emerged from the shadows, and his eyes regained their clarity.

"I mean no harm; I only wish to take that kid away."

Unexpectedly, before the Old Madman could finish speaking, Long Qingyan’s voice rang out from behind him.

"Impossible!"

The Old Madman wore a helpless bitter smile. It seemed his past actions had earned people’s distrust. When he was doing those deeds, his mind had been completely deranged. However, upon seeing the astral shadow behind Long Yan, the Old Madman suddenly recalled something.

Though it was just a fragment, it was connected to his apprentice. This realization compelled the Old Madman to demand answers. Simultaneously, he wanted to lay down his greatsword, but it was bound tightly with chains, leaving him no choice but to keep it as is for the time being.

He could only offer a helpless smile, attempting to explain to Long Qingyan that he really had no malicious intentions. Long Qingyan, however, wasn’t the kind of ordinary girl to be easily convinced—she knew the importance of staying vigilant.

"Young girl, let me be straightforward. If I wanted to force my way forward, although your strength is impressive, taking that kid away right in front of you would be as easy as flipping my hand."

The Old Madman tried his best to make his expression appear sincere, but Long Qingyan remained as guarded as ever, watching him with unwavering suspicion.

"Fine, fine. I’ll wait until those two wake up, and then you can’t stop me from leaving. How about that?"

After saying this, the Old Madman ignored Long Qingyan’s demeanor and directly sat down on a nearby boulder. Not long after, the sound of his snoring echoed forth.

Hearing the Old Madman’s snores, Long Qingyan finally let out a breath of relief. She was aware of Long Yan and Long Qingli’s strengths. Long Yan was manageable—after all, he had never clashed with her directly.

However, Long Qingyan had previously crossed paths with Long Qingli. The eerie Power of Time exhibited by Long Qingli was something Long Qingyan could only endure for a short while; she was no match for him at all. Long Qingyan understood how remarkably powerful Long Qingli truly was through his defeat.

"Long Yan, Brother Yan!"

Two voices called out; Long Qingyan immediately recognized them as Yin Yue and Niu Shan. Their arrival, naturally, offered her some measure of relief.

The three worked together to place Long Yan and Long Qingli on a nearby boulder. Long Yan, though covered in fresh blood, was surprisingly healing quickly. Even so, Yin Yue made some emergency preparations for Long Yan, like treating his right wrist.

The immense amplification from the Martial God Array was terrifying—although only lasting one night, when Long Yan awoke the next day, the stinging pain in his wrist had completely vanished. He raised his right hand slightly, noticing the bandages wrapped around it. This gave him a bit of comfort.

His memory ceased at the moment he had stood up with the Magic Gun, and beyond that, he remembered nothing.

Despite Long Yan’s willpower being almost terrifying, the current circumstances remained a puzzle beyond his comprehension.

A short distance away, the Old Madman lay on his massive boulder, the two greatswords tied to him never leaving his grasp—even while asleep, the sound of his snoring was occasionally punctuated by the clinking of metal. frёeωebɳovel.com

Nearby, only Long Qingyan remained awake on her stone perch, while Yin Yue and Niu Shan leaned against the boulder where they had drifted off to sleep. Long Yan briefly checked on Long Qingli’s condition—fortunately, it was only a matter of her True Qi being exhausted. Observing Long Qingli’s peaceful expression in her slumber, Long Yan chose not to wake her and simply stood up.

Long Qingyan hadn’t had a restful night either. She vigilantly kept watch on the Old Madman, as though he was a criminal she couldn’t let out of her sight. While he made no movements, her habitual caution ensured she never let her guard down.

"You’ve worked hard."

Long Qingyan had already noticed Long Yan waking up, but she had no intention of conversing with him. Clearly, her unresolved grudge still lingered after all these days.

Hearing Long Yan’s words, Long Qingyan merely let out a cold snort before turning away. The resolve of an assassin was far beyond that of ordinary people.

Then, Long Qingyan relayed the Old Madman’s words from last night to Long Yan. Though wary, Long Yan still decided to approach him.

"Awake? It seems your bizarre body is truly monstrous."

Unexpectedly, just as Long Yan stepped forward, the Old Madman spoke. People who had spent years roaming the Cultivation World could sense someone entering their range of perception almost immediately.

"Your body is even more monstrous."

This guy had the gall to call his body monstrous? Long Yan couldn’t help but recall the terrifying power he had witnessed—the sheer physical strength of this man was on an utterly horrifying scale.

"Heh heh."

The Old Madman didn’t seem interested in refuting him. He sat up from the boulder, causing the chains on his greatsword to jangle loudly against the stone. Long Yan, however, wasn’t in the mood to care about these sounds. There were still things he wanted to ask the Old Madman.

"What do you want to ask?"

Long Yan decided to let the Old Madman ask first before speaking. His own questions stemmed from vague premonitions, and he wasn’t sure how to articulate them. Hence, it was wiser to let the Old Madman start.

"I’m just wondering if you know a man named Long Tianyu."

Hearing the name Long Tianyu, Long Yan visibly flinched. Yet, as far as his memory went, he had absolutely no recollection of the name. Nevertheless, an inexplicable sense of familiarity made him feel connected to it.

"Do you know him?"

The Old Madman’s eyes glimmered with hope—it was clear this Long Tianyu was the apprentice he had been searching for all along. Despite Long Yan searching his memory thoroughly, he still couldn’t recall where he might’ve encountered the name Long Tianyu.

"I’ve never heard of him."

The Old Madman’s face shone with disappointment. Meeting Long Yan had initially kindled hope that he might learn of his apprentice’s whereabouts, but this answer extinguished those possibilities. At least, his mind was clear now, unlike his former chaotic state.

Long Yan stood motionlessly, unsure what else to say. The questions he wanted to ask remained unspoken for now. After mulling it over, he carefully formulated his words and raised his inquiry.

"Senior, have you ever seen anyone using techniques pertaining to star power?"

Before fainting, Long Yan had vaguely heard the Old Madman mention something about "stars." Even though a few individuals within the Eastern Ancient Clan wielded the Star Breaking Demon Decree, who had introduced those sword techniques to the Five Elements Sect remained unclear. Long Yan couldn’t stop himself from pondering it.

Hearing Long Yan’s question, the Old Madman merely chuckled helplessly.

"Not really. It’s just that the apprentice I lost long ago practiced techniques related to star power."

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