NOVEL NEXT Chapter 222: Passing the Family Trial
The hall fell into silence once more, as everyone prayed for the hero. Time seemed to stretch endlessly, each minute and second becoming an ordeal.
Amidst their anxious waiting, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the hall. The hero who went to eradicate the bandits had returned! He was covered in blood, but his gaze was steadfast. In his hand, he held two bloody heads, those of the "Divine Fire Ice Emperor" and the "Golden Soul Coin Gang Wolf"!
"Mission accomplished!" the hero said briefly, then threw the two heads to the ground. Despite his voice being somewhat weak, it was full of strength and confidence.
Carefree Meng Lan listened to her grandfather Sulan Aiyu's words, her pretty face instantly turning pale, she murmured in a loss, "What should we do?" She knew clearly that if Thunderstorm truly encountered the "Golden Soul Coin Gang Wolf," the outcome of this battle would be unpredictable. After all, that was a powerful Soul King, and even Thunderstorm might not easily win.
Just as she felt like she was falling into an ice cave, filled with unprecedented despair, a leisurely sound of footsteps echoed from outside the hall. The steps were light, but at this moment, they were like heavenly music, uplifting everyone's spirits. Immediately, someone let out a low exclamation: "He's back!"
Swish, swish, swish! All eyes shot like sharp swords toward the hall entrance. They saw Thunderstorm's leisurely figure, walking in unhurriedly. Despite the bloodstains on him, there was an indescribable majesty and confidence in his demeanor.
Sulan Aiyu was still recovering from the shock of the two bandit leaders' deaths, but when he saw the Iron Fragment Ball in Thunderstorm's hand, he was once again stunned. His eyes widened, looking incredulously at the Spiritual Treasure glowing with mysterious light.
"What?" Ling Yue Ming, always calm, couldn't help but exclaim. He rushed forward in a few steps, watching his father Sulan Aiyu, tremblingly holding up the Iron Fragment Ball, his face more shocked than ever. Though the Ling Yue Clan was a significant one within the empire, a lower-grade Spiritual Treasure like the Iron Fragment Ball was extremely rare.
"Is it really the Iron Fragment Ball, you... you actually..." Sulan Aiyu looked up at Thunderstorm, eyes filled with disbelief and puzzlement. He never expected Thunderstorm to throw such a precious Spiritual Treasure together with bloody heads. Such boldness and audacity made even him, the Clan Leader, feel inferior.
Thunderstorm snorted disdainfully, showing no remorse for Sulan Aiyu's surprise and doubt. He said calmly, "If it weren't for the unexpected appearance of the 'Golden Soul Coin Gang Wolf' courting death, it wouldn't have taken me more than half an hour. Fortunately, with the bandit leader dead, they all retreated." At this point, a hint of pride and satisfaction flashed across his face. After all, being able to kill two Soul King experts in such a short time was a record enough for him to hold his head high anywhere.
Sulan Aiyu's face changed, suddenly turning to look at the head of the Golden Soul Coin Gang Wolf, with its terrifying expression and the Golden Soul Coin hairpin. He couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement, "Killing two Soul King experts in half an hour, how on earth did you do it?" He truly couldn't fathom what kind of battle Thunderstorm must have gone through to achieve this. Such strength and technique were beyond his comprehension.
At this moment, others in the hall gathered around as well, looking at Thunderstorm with awe and admiration in their eyes. They knew from today, Thunderstorm's name would spread throughout the empire, becoming a legendary figure! Yet, Carefree Meng Lan also gazed at this mesmerizing man, a surge of indescribable emotion rose within her…
Thunderstorm did not elaborate on his battle process, merely smiling faintly and saying, "Just lucky, that's all." He didn't wish to brag about his achievements because he knew this was just a small step on his life's journey. In the future, more challenges and opportunities awaited him to face and seize! Therefore, he needed to maintain a humble and calm mind to go further and climb higher!
And Sulan Aiyu did not press further, understanding that everyone has their secrets and stories, and Thunderstorm was no exception. Since he chose not to speak, there was no need to force him; it was enough to know he was someone they could trust and rely on! So he patted Thunderstorm on the shoulder and said: "Well done! I knew I wasn't wrong about you!" Then he turned to the others and said: "Everyone worked hard today! Go back and have a good rest! Tomorrow, we will hold a grand celebration banquet to honor Thunderstorm and all those who participated!" Upon hearing this, everyone cheered, and the hall was filled once again with laughter and a joyful atmosphere…
Thunderstorm faced the crowd's gaze, maintaining a calm demeanor. He gently shook his head, his tone flat as water, "It doesn't matter how I did it, as long as you see the result." These words, though light, exuded an unparalleled confidence, as if all the world's problems were merely fleeting clouds before him.
Sulan Aiyu, the Ling Yue Clan Leader who had weathered many storms, was momentarily dumbfounded. He gave Thunderstorm a deep look, with appreciation and admiration in his eyes. After a long while, he sighed sincerely, "Very well, you successfully passed my test."