Chapter 1689: Chapter 832: Forming a Team and Advancing Further!
Luo Chen’s magic bead had lost its luster, and lay quietly in his palm, while Qing Shuang’s sword tip still retained traces of dried blood.
They looked at each other, a sense of relief flowing in their eyes.
“Qing Shuang, you did well.” Luo Chen’s voice carried a hint of fatigue, but mostly admiration for Qing Shuang.
Qing Shuang smiled gently, with a hint of bitterness in her smile, “I couldn’t have done it alone without you.”
Luo Chen shook his head, “We are partners; without you, I couldn’t have gotten this far either.”
They remained silent for a while, then started slowly walking out of the temple.
They knew that although the Blood Sacrificial Altar had been destroyed, Zhennan Province’s recovery would take time.
They needed to go back and share the good news with the residents of Zhennan Province, let them know the darkness had passed, and light had descended once more.
On the way back to Zhennan Province, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang talked about the nuances of the battle, reminiscing over those thrilling moments and sharing their fears and perseverance.
“Luo Chen, have you ever thought about what would happen if we had failed?” Qing Shuang suddenly asked, her voice tinged with melancholy.
Luo Chen paused for a moment, then slowly said, “I never thought of failure, because I knew that if we failed, not just Zhennan Province, but the whole Yuan Dynasty could fall into endless darkness.”
Qing Shuang nodded, understanding Luo Chen’s words.
Their responsibilities were heavy, but fortunately, they succeeded.
When they finally returned to Zhennan Province, the townsfolk had already learned of the destruction of the Blood Sacrificial Altar.
People flooded the streets, cheering and celebrating this hard-won victory.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang were surrounded by people, becoming the heroes of Zhennan Province.
The Pavilion Master of Zhennan Province personally greeted them, with a grateful smile on his face, “Luo Chen, Qing Shuang, what you have done for Zhennan Province will never be forgotten.”
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang humbly responded to the praises of the people, knowing that all of this was what they were meant to do.
They just did what they believed was the right thing.
Amidst the celebratory atmosphere, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang also felt a hint of exhaustion.
They decided to rest for a while.
Then, to proceed to the Imperial City of Yuan Dynasty and inform the Imperial Family about these matters.
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Under the hospitable reception of the Pavilion Master of Zhennan Province, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang finally had a chance to rest well.
They were assigned to the most comfortable guest room in the pavilion, enjoying the rare tranquility.
Luo Chen lay on the bed, gazing at the blue sky outside the window, yet his heart could not calm.
Qing Shuang sat by the window, fiddling with a jade pendant, a relic left by her mother.
Her eyes showed a touch of melancholy, knowing that although the Blood Sacrificial Altar was destroyed, the threat of the Blood Ghost Sect was not entirely eliminated.
She needed to become stronger, to protect everything she held dear.
Soon, a day had passed.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang, accompanied by the Pavilion Master, inspected Zhennan Province.
The next day, the streets were filled with people smiling, children running joyfully, vendors setting up stalls again, and their shouts echoed continuously.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang watched it all, their hearts filled with comfort.
They knew the peace was gained through their sweat and blood.
During the inspection, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang met an elderly man.
The old man walked unsteadily on a cane, reaching them with tears in his eyes.
He tightly held Luo Chen’s hand, his voice trembling as he said, “Thank you, you have restored vitality to Zhennan Province.”
Luo Chen smiled in response, “It’s what we ought to do, sir. As long as the people of Zhennan Province are safe, our efforts weren’t in vain.”
Qing Shuang quietly listened beside them, a warm current surging in her heart.
She knew her sword was not just for battle but for protecting this hard-earned peace.
After staying in Zhennan Province for several days, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang decided to embark on their journey to the Imperial City of Yuan Dynasty.
They knew the threat of the Blood Ghost Sect was not fully eradicated, and they needed to inform the Imperial Family about the destruction of the Blood Sacrificial Altar and the Blood Ghost Sect’s scheme for further action.
On the day of departure, residents of Zhennan Province came to bid them farewell, deep in emotion.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang rode their horses, slowly leaving Zhennan Province.
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On the way to the Imperial City, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang felt somewhat despondent.
The troubles in Zhennan Province of Yuan Dynasty had been resolved,.
But who knows if there are more secret strongholds of the Blood Ghost Sect elsewhere?
“Luo Chen, do you think the Imperial Family will believe us?” Qing Shuang softly asked, her voice tinged with worry.
Luo Chen pondered for a moment, then replied, “We must make them believe that the ambitions of the Blood Ghost Sect extend far beyond Zhennan Province, and we must stop them.”
Qing Shuang nodded, knowing Luo Chen was right.
They must make the Imperial Family understand that if no action is taken, the entire Yuan Dynasty may face danger.
On their way to the Imperial City, they encountered various people.
Some were common travelers, some were caravan teams, and some were like them, cultivators on a mission.
During each meeting, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang would listen carefully, trying to gather more news about the Blood Ghost Sect from them.