Martial Arrogance Dragon Soul-Chapter 241 - 230 Instantly Turning Gray

Lu Yu’an activated the Horn Token, and the void fluctuated for a moment, as he sent a message back to the Lu Clan.

Fulong Mountain.

The foundation of the Lu Clan.

In the past, the ancestors of the Lu Clan fought alongside Qian Shihuang of the Great Qian Dynasty to conquer the land; in the end, it was to be decided between the Lu and Qin clans who would govern the world.

But for reasons unknown, the ancestor of the Lu Clan chose to withdraw, leading his people back to Fulong Mountain, to the place where the Lu clan had first prospered.

And for many years since, the people of the Lu Clan had hardly ever left the mountain, not participating in court affairs nor stirring the troubles of the Jianghu.

In a valley on Fulong Mountain.

A middle-aged man was picking medicinal herbs.

"Just one more herb— the True Yuan Grass, and I’ll have gathered all the ingredients required to concoct the True Intent Elixir!"

"Ming’er just made a breakthrough to the Golden Core Realm, and he needs the True Intent Elixir to consolidate his cultivation!"

Thinking of his son Lu Yuming brought a gratified smile to Lu Tianlong’s face.

Since the founding of the Great Qian, the Lu had produced many young people with outstanding talents, but none possessed the rare talent of Lu Yu’an.

Or perhaps there had been others in the past, but they perished prematurely.

Yet, Lu Yu’an had smoothly and successfully cultivated to the Golden Core Realm, and now even topped the Hidden Dragon List.

Having Lu Yu’an was already a great joy for Lu Tianlong.

Then came his second son, Lu Yuming, who emerged like a shooting star, displaying a talent that even surpassed his prodigious elder brother.

Thus, the two were known as the Lu Clan’s Prodigies.

The entire Lu Clan celebrated this fortune.

Some even mentioned within the clan that due to the two sons of Lu Tianlong, the Lu might return to their most glorious era, and it might not be impossible to reclaim what their ancestors had lost...

Today, Lu Tianlong had come out to gather the ingredients for the True Intent Elixir.

Fulong Mountain was a geomantic treasure blessed with talented individuals and auspicious lands, abundant with extremely rare and invaluable natural resources.

Actually, a great clan like the Lu was never short of True Intent Elixirs.

But still, Lu Tianlong wanted to personally collect the freshest herbs and concoct the highest quality and freshest True Intent Elixir himself.

Lu Tianlong climbed up a cliff and searched meticulously.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"True Yuan Grass!"

At the edge of a dripping stone cave ahead, he spotted a plant of True Yuan Grass, radiating the power of True Yuan!

"I’ve gathered them all!"

"Now, Ming’er’s True Intent Elixir is assured!"

A smile appeared on Lu Tianlong’s face as he leaped to the stone cave and crouched down, carefully digging out the True Yuan Grass.

But just at that moment—

"Humming..."

The Horn Token on Lu Tianlong vibrated with spiritual patterns.

"What’s happening?"

Before Lu Tianlong’s thoughts could reach the Horn Token, a sudden pain struck his chest.

It was an excruciating, piercing pain.

"Why am I suddenly feeling this pain?"

Lu Tianlong was puzzled.

He was a revered Martial Arts ancestor at the Nascent Soul Realm.

Even if he had stepped into the Divine Might Realm, his body should have been free of ailments and pain.

Unless there were lingering hidden issues from old injuries.

But Lu Tianlong had no such chronic ailments!

His physical condition was excellent; such a situation was impossible.

Then, his hands began to tremble, and a wave of intense unease welled up inside him.

He took the vibrating Horn Token with trembling hands and infused his thoughts into it...

...

Silence!

A silence as deathly as the grave.

But then.

"Ahh..."

Lu Tianlong let out a skyward roar.

From him, a blast of extreme cold suddenly spread out.

"Crack, crack..."

All the plants around were instantly turned to dust, and even the fragments of rocks burst apart, frozen solid. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

In the blink of an eye, the entire cliff was covered in a thick layer of ice and snow.

"Ahh..."

Lu Tianlong knelt down, the True Yuan Grass in his hand had already turned into powder.

"Ming’er... my Ming’er, how could you die?"

"Now that you are gone, what use does father have for this True Yuan Grass? For whom can father refine True Yuan Pills?"

Lu Tianlong spat out a mouthful of old blood with a "puh," his body enveloped in chilling air.

His hands fiercely plunged into the icy ground beneath him, as all the veins in his body bulged out.

Above his head, his originally jet-black hair turned, strand by strand, silver-white in an instant.

Instant white hair!

Lu Tianlong was heartbroken to the extreme!

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Tianlong slowly stood up.

The grief on his face seemed to have completely vanished.

His eyes, too, became cold.

A coldness devoid of any emotion!

"I, Lu Tianlong, no matter who you are, even if I have to pursue you to the ends of the earth, I will kill you!"

...

Great Qian Dynasty.

The spring hunting qualification contest had already come to an end.

The four people who obtained the final qualifications were Qin Qing, Zhao Qilin, Xu Wenjian, and Du Yuan.

And the results of this contest, as well as the process, spread throughout the entire Luochuan Imperial City within just half an hour.

Qin Qing’s name, once again, caused a sensation throughout the entire imperial city.

Not only because Qin Qing had obtained the qualification for the spring hunt.

But also because Qin Qing had once again stirred up a huge trouble.

He actually beheaded the Young Family Master of the Lu Clan, the oldest clan of the Great Qian, on the battle platform.

Since then.

Shangguan Xuan, Shangguan Feixing, Guan Yun, Guan Changtian, Lin Cang, Lu Yuming, and many other illustrious scions of power had all perished at the hands of Qin Qing.

This Qin Qing, really has the audacity of the heavens!

But the imperial city, after a brief uproar, seemed to quiet down.

However, this quiet atmosphere made people feel restless.

Like the prelude to a storm about to come—

Everyone was clear that the ancient Lu Clan would definitely not let the matter rest.

And the Lu Clan’s retaliation was that storm, that could descend upon Luochuan at any moment.

This time, how could Qin Qing withstand the fury of the Lu Clan?

Within Wanhe Palace.

Qin De, Jiang Ruorong, Qin Qing, Liu Hongxue, and others were all present.

Bai Qiuhe, Xu Fang, Xu Qingyuan and others had also arrived at Wanhe Palace not long before.

They were all very clear about what they were about to face.

"Master, I apologise. I’ve caused you trouble again!" said Qin Qing, looking at Bai Qiuhe with a hint of apology.

"No!" Bai Qiuhe waved his hand decisively: "Qin Qing, I have understood the entire cause and effect of the matter. You did nothing wrong by killing Lu Yuming! In fact, your master thinks you did a good job!"

Bai Qiuhe’s gaze was firm.

His words came from the bottom of his heart.

He knew very well that his disciple, like him, was of the same nature.

If he didn’t kill Lu Yuming, then it would be himself who would have died.

Even if he luckily survived, his path in the martial arts would have been over.

Qin Qing, born humble and with a bumpy fate, had no other choice. The only thing he could do was to kill, to carve a bloody path!

To kill for his own martial path!

Just then—

Suddenly!

A chilling coldness seemed to descend from the sky.

Although it was already night.

The early spring in Luochuan was very cold at night.

But inside Wanhe Palace, it was always as warm as spring.

Yet in that instant, a coldness fell from the sky, as if enveloping the entire Luochuan Imperial City, including the imperial palace.

Then a thunderous voice exploded in the air:

"Who is the one who killed the son of Lu Tianlong? Step forth now, and suffer death by a thousand cuts and dismemberment!"

Boom, boom, boom...

The whole Luochuan Imperial City began to tremor violently...