Chapter 547: Departure, Ancient Imperial Capital! (3k)
After resting another night in the villa, Su Jiu made Bairnis’s existence shallow and obscure, even preventing Anna from knowing about her, so that she could be used as a trump card in the subsequent competitions to catch those people off guard.
After all, the loquat branch was a weapon without any enhancements, while the scythe that Bairnis transformed into could not only enhance her in all aspects, but also carried her inherent vampire attribute and the special sharp-toothed butterfly skill, which could elevate her own strength by more than one level.
The next day, the sky was dim. Su Jiu woke up to her phone alarm, changed back into the Hanfu combat suit, and prepared to head to the plaza.
Because she had a feeling that the Ancient God Sect members had not completely left after losing to Mr. Bald-Head, she didn’t plan to wear the crow feather attire that would expose her identity.
After patting the wrinkles on her clothes, Su Jiu tucked the loquat branch at her waist belt, then pushed open the door and went to the next room. She glanced at the little girl still asleep in the next room, let out a soft sigh, walked to the table, and placed an item there.
The pressure this age had to bear was a bit too much. Like children from the Dragon Country, at this age, they were still learning ordinary theoretical knowledge.
“Sister Su, you must win! I don’t want to be with those furry and ugly guys.”
She shook her head and walked outside. Before she had taken many steps, Anna’s voice sounded from inside the room, carrying a unique seriousness of a child.
“Don’t worry, I’ll win.”
Without turning around, Su Jiu waved her hand with a hint of amusement. She found it quite childish that the other party was actually worried about whether the teacher would be ugly. She then turned and went downstairs.
“Creak!” The sound of the door being pushed open reached upstairs. Anna sat on the bed, quietly watching the departing figure, and sighed inexplicably. She pressed her fingers on her sleeves, feeling a bit helpless in her heart.
“National Master, National Master… She is clearly my own teacher, yet I can’t choose her. In human history, which country has ever appointed a National Master based on martial arts?”
When she turned her head, she found that Su Jiu had placed a mobile phone on the table, with a label attached: [E Huo Secondary Phone 2]. Her eyes lit up. This thing couldn’t be seen by those officials and her father, otherwise, it would be seen as a waste of time.
…
At the direction of the clock tower, two small figures were sitting and chatting like old friends.
The ghost girl was still sitting on the clock tower, looking into the distance at the assembled crowd in the plaza. Seeing the giant mounts carrying people, she rolled her eyes and said softly,
“Dead old lady, we’re about to depart, why aren’t you following?”
“You’ve been dead for so many years, and you still have such poor manners. Besides, you don’t know that I’m following the main storyline to lead people, and they have nothing to do with them.”
Another figure glanced at her, then propped her hands on the metal shell of the clock, then put her rather fair and delicate feet down, and continued to ask, “Do you think she is really the National Master? Or how much truth is there in Naz’s prediction?”
The ghost shook her head, her expression calm, and said meaningfully, “I don’t know, but your ancestors shouldn’t have disagreed for so long. If they had confirmed it earlier, Levitt wouldn’t have taken so many wrong turns… He and Hannah were both born to me. You shouldn’t have let them turn against each other for so long.”
“You died freely. If you haven’t been in our position, how can you know our helplessness? Both are direct descendants, but Levitt’s approach is too radical, integrating the entire clan with humans. This is a world-shattering event for any race.”
As she spoke, another figure slowly walked out of the darkness. It was the Elder of the Ninth Clan from before. The latter had a blank expression, only glanced at the ghost, then disappeared from the clock tower, leaving behind a faint voice.
“Hundreds of years ago, the Snow Demons became top-tier races following Night’s guidance. Hundreds of years later, I’ll see what Night’s choice is.”
Watching the other person completely disappear, the ghost girl leaned on the clock face of Big Ben, lightly patting the metal-like surface, making a strange “dong dong” sound. Suddenly, she chuckled and said,
“I’ll see what her approach is. If it can satisfy most people…”
“Dong – Dong –”
As if in response, Big Ben, although not at the exact hour, swung and chimed. At the very core of the clock face, there was a glass ball like white jade.
At the moment the bell chimed, it emitted a faint blue-white light, and a mysterious aura emerged from it. A slender phantom was projected from the glass ball. If one looked closely, they would find that this phantom had a snake’s body, and its head looked like antlers…
“Is this the send-off bell?”
Su Jiu turned her head towards the direction of the Great Bell and felt an inexplicable sense of connection. She could feel a craving from within her body, a craving similar to how the Blood Clan smelled blood, a primitive impulse.
She was slightly dazed. She suddenly realized that the place where the bell sound came from was likely the prize for this mission, and she should be able to obtain that thing by becoming the National Master.
What exactly is it?
Dragon Rhythm…
It could make her Ice Chih Bloodline, which had already been strengthened by green feathers, still crave it. What level of Dragon Rhythm is it?
“Are you traveling with us? It’s safer.”
Mr. Bald-Head’s voice sounded behind her, with a smile on his face.
Behind him were people from Stanford University, and a red Western dragon as large as a mountain had landed further behind them. It seemed they planned to travel independently.
“Aren’t you going with that Elder of the Ninth Clan?”
Su Jiu had just arrived and couldn’t quite understand why they didn’t choose to advance with the clan elder whose strength was unfathomable, but chose to travel on their own.
“You left early yesterday and didn’t hear the Snow Empress’s emphasis.” Mr. Bald-Head smiled helplessly and continued,
“If we follow the Elder of the Ninth Clan’s route, we might be ambushed. According to the scouts, Princess Hannah’s side has already learned our departure time and route. She has the support of four clan elders. Even if they take us out secretly, no one will know.”
“Is it that exaggerated?”
Su Jiu clicked her tongue, feeling that the other party was talking nonsense. The Snow Demons shouldn’t be so chaotic internally that the higher-ups would kill each other, right?
However, since it was emphasized by the Snow Empress, it was better to comply. Traveling with these Stanford University people would also save some trouble. The Vice Principal leading them was also a relatively strong War God Level.
“It’s not a question of exaggeration, but yesterday the Snow Empress’s actions caused a huge stir, and the factions that were purged began to leak all sorts of information to Princess Hannah. The spatial teleportation arrays were also disconnected due to the conflict between the two places.”
Mr. Bald-Head shrugged, indicating his helplessness. What was supposed to be a two-day competition trip had turned into a spy game…
The somewhat portly Vice Principal also stepped forward, with a smile, and gestured to reveal his students. He said, “Coincidentally, you can tell these little guys your stories. They admire your heroic posture in the arena.”
Hearing his words, the students looked at Su Jiu with anticipation, including Morin, whom she had met a few times, and his face showed some expectation. It would be good to hear about her experiences and learn a trick or two.
Seeing that Su Jiu seemed to be still hesitating, the Vice Principal and Professor Green exchanged a look, then suddenly thought of something. He took out a black book from his pocket and said with a light chuckle,
“Of course, I won’t let Miss Su return empty-handed. This is a Battle King Level skill, [Calm Heart]. It’s an auxiliary skill that can help you enter various states faster.”
“Then I’ll humbly accept.”
Since the other party had said so, Su Jiu smiled and nodded. She took the good-looking book and put it in her pocket. She could get a free ride and also get an auxiliary skill for free. Why not?
Soon, the route was decided. The Elder of the Ninth Clan and some official personnel would take the main route, as they would generally be safe without the participants.
The Snow Tiger Clan, as the winner of the second match, departed first. Su Jiu, alone, traveled with the people from Stanford University to the Ancient Imperial Capital.
“Let’s set sail!”
The Vice Principal smiled and waved his hand. With a movement, he leaped onto the back of the giant dragon. Mr. Bald-Head and the others followed closely. Su Jiu took one last look at the direction of the clock tower, then also stepped onto the dragon’s back.
“Up!”
Seeing everyone leap onto the red giant dragon, the Vice Principal took out a retro cane, stood at the dragon’s head, and gently tapped it. The dragon flapped its wings, bringing up a scorching wind, and with a “whoosh,” it tore through the sky!
It sped towards the outside of the Imperial Capital. In a few flashes, it disappeared from the sight of countless onlookers.
Looking at the place where the giant dragon disappeared, a figure hiding in the inn of the Imperial Capital quietly approached the windowsill and used an alchemical communicator. The arm exposed to the sunlight looked a bit dark.
“The target is heading to the left route, the same route as Stanford University, traveling by an adult Flame Giant Dragon.”
…
In the azure sky, a strong wind suddenly arose, and the giant dragon, carrying a scorched smell, zipped by like lightning. On the dragon’s back, more than a dozen figures were either standing or sitting cross-legged. Su Jiu stood at the side of the dragon, looking down.
Seeing that they had completely left the Imperial Capital, she suddenly turned her head to look at the Mr. Bald-Head in the middle, who was still drinking, and after some thought, asked the question she had been curious about: “You said you came here on a human’s agreement, was it the Snow Empress?”
“Yes… and no. Didn’t I tell you before?”
Hearing this, Mr. Bald-Head was slightly stunned, then shook his head. Under the gaze of the students, he continued without reservation, “I came here because of the favor owed to [Dragon Thief] Maria. Levitt is her son.”
“You mean… the Snow Empress’s mother?”
Su Jiu had heard this name at the clock tower, so she naturally knew what he was talking about, but she found it somewhat unbelievable that [Dragon Thief] was the Snow Empress’s mother.
