Chapter 1371 "She" Has Arrived

Chapter 1371: Chapter 1371 “She” Has Arrived

The crowd streamed in relentlessly, and more than half of the seats were already occupied. The circular tables in the inner circle, however, remained empty—they were reserved for the most important figures, who would naturally arrive at the last moment.

The Eight-Armed Demon Crown Prince was already present, but he wore a mask over his face. His gaze flickered uncertainly.

As one of the key figures of the Eight-Armed Demon Clan, he sat near the front of the outer circle. However, no one was seated near him—no one wanted to risk provoking his wrath.

Somehow, word of how Lan Xuanyu had used illusions to resolve the crisis during the competition’s final moments this morning had spread widely, and now many people were aware of it. Thus, when the representatives of the various clans attending today’s meeting saw the Eight-Armed Demon Crown Prince, despite their distaste for his race, they couldn’t help but show expressions of pity.

Pitiful, truly pitiful! The Eight-Armed Demon Clan had paid so much, yet in the end, it was all for nothing—chickens scattered, eggs broken. Just how tragic could it be…

The mood of the Eight-Armed Demon Crown Prince could no longer be described as “bad.”

This noon, not only had he been brutally beaten by the Eight-Armed Demon God King, but he’d also been scolded mercilessly. If not for his critical position, he truly wouldn’t have wanted to attend the afternoon meeting. The mask covering his face was mostly to conceal his injuries!

The defeat in today’s battle didn’t just cost him the Golden Dragon Princess; more importantly, it dealt a severe blow to his prestige within the clan. Several of his elder brothers had already set their sights on the position of Crown Prince, watching him like hawks. It had been his father who had gone against the consensus and named him successor. To know that, despite not yet breaking through the God Rank, he was able to secure the heirship—the Eight-Armed Demon God King had endured enormous pressure. Although he was the clan’s patriarch, the Eight-Armed Demon Clan contained more than one supreme powerhouse!

Tomorrow—no matter what, even if it costs his life—he must claim the Golden Dragon Princess. She must attend, she must compete!

At this moment, the Eight-Armed Demon Crown Prince found himself praying in his heart for Lan Xuanyu.

Just then, a figure sat down beside him, wearing a faint smile. “Hao Tian, my friend, how are you?”

The Eight-Armed Demon Crown Prince Xing Haotian turned his head and saw that the man seated next to him was none other than Li Menglong, smiling broadly.

“You!” Xing Haotian stared coldly at Li Menglong. “Was today’s incident orchestrated by you?”

Li Menglong feigned innocence. “Me? How could it possibly be me? I didn’t do anything! Hao Tian, my friend, why are you wearing a mask today?”

Xing Haotian’s murderous intent immediately flared. “Not you? It was you who initially enticed our clan to act. Without that, how would our clansmen have died?”

Li Menglong sighed and replied, “I was just trying things out. Besides, I invited representatives from various clans to act, and I paid them with Sky-Nurturing Crystal Stones. The original intention was to pool our strengths, to wear down the Golden Dragon Princess, so that in the end, whoever succeeded could have the beauty and glory—not letting the Dragon Clan steal all the limelight. But who would have known that one of your clansmen would utter such provocative words, enraging the Golden Dragon Princess and resulting in his death on the battlefield? That certainly wasn’t my design! What happened afterward, the continued actions from your clan, had nothing to do with me—I wasn’t involved. However, Hao Tian, my friend, today’s final battle of yours… what an unfortunate outcome!

What does it mean to rub salt in the wound? At this moment, Li Menglong was doing precisely that.

“You!” Xing Haotian swung his body around, lifting his hand. But ultimately, he restrained himself, forcing his reason to prevail. He couldn’t attack Li Menglong.

After all, this was the territory of the Sky Horse Clan. Though the Eight-Armed Demon Clan was powerful, they were still significantly weaker compared to the Sky Horse Clan.

Li Menglong seemed completely oblivious to Xing Haotian’s murderous glare. He sighed softly, saying, “Opportunities lost will never come again. Hao Tian, take care of your health! As for tomorrow… perhaps it’s better if you don’t continue.”

Xing Haotian’s aura visibly faltered. His God Demon Form had been broken, and recovering it wouldn’t be a quick process.

“That Golden Dragon Princess may not even fight again tomorrow. Do you think you’ll have the chance?” Xing Haotian countered with sarcasm. At this point, how could he not see through Li Menglong’s intentions toward the Golden Dragon Princess?

Li Menglong smiled faintly. “Well, that’s not necessarily the case. Based on what I know of her, as long as she can still stand, she wouldn’t withdraw. Otherwise, the vast amount of Sky-Nurturing Crystal Stones on the battlefield would automatically belong to the next champion. The champion of Stage Two would automatically ascend to Stage One and become its ruler. That, my friend, happens to be one of my fellow Sky Horse clansmen. So, even if the Golden Dragon Princess truly doesn’t fight, the benefits will still belong to us!”

Xing Haotian narrowed his eyes as he gazed at the seemingly amiable but calculative man before him. His anger gradually faded, replaced by caution. This man wasn’t easy to deal with.

Feeling the rising restraint in Xing Haotian’s killing intent, Li Menglong noted his frigid expression as his focus shifted to the inner circle, as if unwilling to converse further. Inwardly, Li Menglong was slightly surprised. For the Crown Prince of the Eight-Armed Demon Clan to maintain such composure under pressure—it seemed he truly had some substance.

By now, the conference hall had mostly filled up. The attendees were engaged in animated discussions, with a significant portion centered on this morning’s competition.

Both Xing Haotian and Li Menglong sat in the second row of the outer circle. Ahead of them, in the front row, a place was reserved for prominent figures such as Holy Light Dragon Knight Huang Liangwei and Sky Horse Knights. Although both belonged to the elite of their generation, neither was qualified to sit in the foremost seats yet.

Suddenly, commotion erupted from the rear. Drawn by the noise, both Li Menglong and Xing Haotian turned back to look.

In the next instant, their gazes froze.

Two dazzling figures appeared.

The one on the left was dressed in a pale-blue gown, her long dark-blue hair draping behind her, exuding a cool and ethereal aura, akin to an otherworldly fairy.

Beside her to the right was another woman, likewise draped in a flowing gown, her long hair cascading. Her complexion was pale and sickly, but her cold, breathtaking beauty seemed at that instant to eclipse everything around her, commanding all attention.

It was her! She had actually come? The high-ranking representatives of the clans were visibly shocked. Was it truly possible for her, grievously injured in the morning, to attend the assembly in the afternoon?

Indeed, the two entering the venue were none other than Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu.

Lan Xuanyu, now clad in a clean gown, was slowly walking into the hall, supported by Bai Xiuxiu. Her exquisite face bore a faint frost, and her once overwhelming aura had faded entirely. At this moment, she appeared fragile, as delicate as a weak mortal woman.

Yet, the leaders of the various clans seated in the outer circle instinctively rose to their feet, nodding respectfully, offering greetings.

Lan Xuanyu merely nodded in return, saying nothing, as Bai Xiuxiu supported her forward.

Their seats were also in the second row, directly behind Holy Light Dragon Knight Huang Liangwei.

Holy Light Dragon Knight Huang Liangwei was already seated. Naturally, he noticed Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu’s arrival, turning to glance. He immediately perceived Lan Xuanyu’s current frail state—with her blood and energy depleted, she was clearly weakened. However, something about this seemed slightly off compared to the sensation he’d felt in the final moments of this morning’s competition…

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