153: The Assassin's Temple is here, under the management of Long Xingyu!

“This time, the Alliance Master of the new alliance will definitely be me!”

Long Xingyu said this, and a surge of heroic spirit was released from him, incredibly powerful, with a sharp aura at this moment.

Not to mention Yang Haohan, Long Haochen, and the others.

Even Bai Yue, who had no cultivation, was genuinely excited for her husband at this moment.

Because she knew that her husband, Long Xingyu, was an absolutely towering and upright man, the hope of this era!

And similarly, she trusted him immensely.

Although Xiao Huo was strong, in Bai Yue’s eyes, he was not as good as her father, the Demon God Emperor, and Long Xingyu, in Bai Yue’s eyes, was destined to surpass Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu in the future!

Since that was the case, even if Xiao Huo was strong, it wasn't as if there was no hope!

Yang Haohan, hearing this, was extremely satisfied.

Yes, this was Long Xingyu!

This was very much like something Long Xingyu would say.

Since that was the case, he didn’t intend to continue on this topic.

And at the same time.

The door on one side opened, and Han Qian walked in.

Behind him, he led three people.

The moment they entered.

A girl in purple, upon seeing Long Xingyu and the others, excitedly walked over immediately and shouted:

“Hao Chen.”

“Brother Xingyu.”

“You’re here?”

Hearing this, everyone looked over.

And this girl, if not Long Xingyu’s intended daughter-in-law Cai’er, who else could it be?

Just now, Cai’er had maintained her usual indifference, which was brought about by her Reincarnation physique, but upon seeing Long Haochen and Long Xingyu, she also showed a hint of happiness and walked over immediately.

“Cai’er?” Upon seeing Cai’er, Long Haochen’s calm and steady gaze, which had been unperturbed, immediately faltered, revealing a hint of excitement in his eyes.

In the past three years, due to his responsibilities, he had met Cai’er less than ten times, but this did not affect their feelings for each other; instead, it created a sort of Platonic connection.

And now, he even wanted to go over and hug Cai’er, to tell her some things, but the current situation was simply not appropriate.

Immediately after, he looked towards Long Xingyu.

“Go, but remember what Dad said. If you truly want to be engaged to Cai’er, then without first place, Dad won’t approve.” Long Xingyu reached out and ruffled Long Haochen’s head.

He had also been young once; how could he not know what Long Haochen was thinking?

Anyway, the two of them were in a healthy relationship, and neither Cai’er nor Long Haochen were frivolous people, so they wouldn’t make any overly direct gestures.

That was fine.

Hearing this, Long Haochen was happy for a moment and immediately walked towards Cai’er.

Li Xin saw this and smiled. She was the number one shipper for this brother and sister, and immediately found a good spot to watch the young couple.

Seeing this, Saint Moon and Saint Lingxin’s eyes showed a hint of bitterness.

It was over; the pig that was going to steal their cabbage had arrived, and they had no possibility of refuting it.

However, they didn’t mind anymore; the marriage between the Reincarnation Saintess and the Child of Light was a good thing under any circumstances, as it was the future of the alliance.

And Saint Lingxin also immediately led Saint Moon towards Long Xingyu.

“Brother Xingyu.”

“Sister-in-law.”

He greeted them one by one.

“Ling Xin, are you accompanying your grandfather to participate in this Temple Competition?” Long Xingyu looked at Saint Lingxin and asked.

“How could that be possible?”

“I’m only at the seventh rank, eighth level now, still quite a way from the eighth rank, and ordinary eighth-rank cultivators can’t follow the Temple into the Temple Competition.”

“This time, those representing the Assassin Temple are either nine-rank elders or eight-rank seniors from the Hidden Heroes Hall. Although I am the Military Chief of Exorcist Pass, I really don’t have the strength to participate in such a battle.”

Saint Lingxin sighed.

Clearly, he was very regretful.

“Wait for the next one in ten years. The Temple Alliance, whatever its form, will endure for a long time.”

“At that time, there will definitely be a place for you to shine.”

Long Xingyu smiled.

He would not stay in the position of Alliance Master of the Temple Alliance, or Chairman of the Temple Federation, for too long. One day, when the demon race was successfully driven out of the Holy Demon Continent by him, and the seventy-two Demon God Pillars paid the price for everything they had done, and humanity regained its former glory.

At that time, Long Xingyu would directly withdraw from the front lines of power.

After all, his choice to seize power now was not because he coveted these things, but because being in the highest position, becoming the highest authority for humanity, allowed him to accomplish more things.

This was the most crucial point.

“I hope so.” Saint Lingxin sighed, but then he suddenly thought of something and looked at Long Xingyu in confusion, asking, “But, Brother Xingyu, I heard from Grandpa.”

“In the past six months, you haven’t made a move or appeared publicly, primarily training the Holy Knights of the Knight Temple. How has the training gone?”

“It is said that the Magic Temple has very strict requirements this time, demanding more than two-tenths of the points to support the establishment of the new alliance. Although with your strength, Li Zhengzhi will find it difficult to win.”

“But the overall strength of the Knight Temple currently does not exceed the Magic Temple by much. If you calculate it that way, getting two-tenths more points is a bit difficult.”

Saint Lingxin was still very worried.

Aside from his personal admiration for Long Xingyu, the Assassin Temple’s full support for Long Xingyu this time meant that they could even be described as rising and falling together.

It was precisely because of this that, both for public and private reasons, he did not want the Magician Temple to win the top spot and control the discourse of this new alliance, which was why he was so worried now.

“Ling Xin, don’t worry.”

“This time, the Knight Temple will be personally led and trained by me, so what is there to worry about?”

“In the Temple Competition a few days later, everything will be fully revealed to you!”

Long Xingyu said heroically.

Everyone could feel the heroic spirit emanating from him.

Similarly, everyone also began to look forward to it, their eyes gradually becoming distant, or rather, expectant.

The Knight Temple had actually been in decline, due to the lack of absolute fresh blood, at least five years ago, but with Long Xingyu officially taking over the Knight Temple three years ago, the situation had steadily improved, and now the Knight Temple was beginning to shine.

And this Temple Competition would be the manifestation of everything.

They were very much looking forward to it, very much looking forward to what kind of glory the Knight Temple would achieve under Long Xingyu’s leadership?

Presumably?

It should be an overwhelming first place! (End of chapter)