523: Chapter 526 You two should have a friendly spar.

"We set off in half an hour. Let her finish speaking first."

Odola heard her Imperial Father was about to start a war.

She immediately became anxious.

"Imperial Father, please do not be rash! The Senior who saved me also resides within the Elf Empire's territory. He even taught me a peerless Sword Art, whose power far surpasses any Cultivation Technique I have ever seen!"

"Oh? Tell me more about that Senior."

Kafar's interest was immediately piqued.

"I know very little about his situation. At that time, I was being hunted by pursuers and fled into a forest in desperation. I saw a luxurious manor surrounded by high walls. I approached and introduced myself, begging the people inside to save my life."

Odola slowly recalled what she had seen and heard at that manor.

Lu Chen did not restrict her words or actions.

After all, she came from an extraordinary background.

Unlike that Mortal boy, Yuli.

So she could reveal her entire experience without reservation.

Listening to his daughter's description,

Kafar and Dorn were both stunned where they stood.

"Your Highness, could it be that you were too terrified and hallucinated? This sounds like a fairy tale..."

Dorn quickly spoke up to analyze,

trying to convince himself that this was just a dream.

But for some reason,

they vaguely felt that what Odola said was true.

If a master had not helped,

how could their daughter have appeared out of thin air at the Demon Race's palace gate?

"Dorn, temporarily halt the mobilization. This matter requires careful consideration. If what the Princess said is true, then this Senior is likely an immensely powerful being whose strength is unfathomable. We must handle this cautiously."

"Your Majesty, I obey your decree."

"Imperial Father, once I master that Sword Art, I will take you to find that Senior."

Odola said with complete confidence.

"Good. Show me the Sword Art first."

In the blink of an eye, twenty-five days passed.

Lu Chen slowly opened his eyes from his Cultivation.

His gaze turned toward the outside of the manor.

At that moment,

the auras of two B-Rank Demon Race members were approaching with that little demoness girl from one direction;

while Yuli arrived hastily from another direction.

"They both managed to master it? And this little girl even brought her family?"

Kafar and Dorn looked at the manor before them,

their eyes filled with awe and apprehension.

They had already witnessed the profound mystery of that Sword Art.

Even the introductory part was definitely not something people of this world could create.

The existence that could pass down such a Divine Ability

must be a legendary powerful being.

The two quickly walked to the main gate and bowed respectfully.

"Senior, thank you for saving my daughter's life the other day. Your Junior, Kafar, is endlessly grateful. I wonder how I can repay you, Senior?"

Kafar's tone was extremely humble.

But Lu Chen didn't even spare him a glance, asking Odola directly,

"How has your practice of the Sword Art been?"

"Replying to Senior, I have mastered it! May I demonstrate it for you?"

Odola asked excitedly.

"Wait, there is one more person coming. You two will spar, and the victor will receive the final reward."

Odola froze, not expecting that she would have to fight someone before demonstrating her skills.

But she was eager to prove her talent in front of her savior and immediately agreed.

"Imperial Father, that Senior said I must spar with someone else to display my strength."

Odola relayed Lu Chen's words to her Imperial Father.

"You mean, that Senior can speak directly into your mind?"

Odola nodded blankly.

She didn't understand what this implied.

But Kafar and Dorn's faces instantly changed drastically.

An existence capable of Divine Sense telepathy

was absolutely superior in strength to a Great Archmage!

Perhaps only their Demon Race's ancestors had reached such a Realm.

Kafar and Dorn exchanged a look,

both seeing deep apprehension in the other's eyes, and couldn't help but swallow.

Just then,

a small, thin Elf Clan boy walked toward them.

Kafar and Dorn's gazes instantly turned fierce, brimming with Killing Intent.

Since hearing their daughter's ordeal,

their hatred for the Elf Clan had already sunk deep into their bones.

"You two, use this Sword Art to have a match."

Lu Chen's voice sounded in both Odola's and Yuli's minds simultaneously.

"I have to fight this Demon Race member / Elf?"

The thought flashed through both their minds,

both feeling somewhat surprised.

Odola gripped the sword at her waist,

looking coldly at Yuli.

Meanwhile, Yuli looked somewhat embarrassed.

His family was poor, and he couldn't afford a sword.

He could only whittle one out of wood himself.

He never expected

that he would actually have to fight someone.

So he hesitated to draw his wooden sword, his face full of awkwardness.

Moreover,

Odola was a Demon Race maiden, extremely beautiful.

Yuli was ultimately just a young lad, and for a moment, he was at a loss.

Seeing this,

Odola mistook Yuli's hesitation as him looking down on her.

Thinking that because she was a girl, and a Demon Race member at that, he disdained drawing his sword.

"Draw your sword! Elf boy! Otherwise, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"

Her tone instantly turned cold.

Lu Chen was also slightly surprised.

"What's wrong with this boy?"

His gaze fell upon the wooden sword in Yuli's hand.

Upon seeing the sword's appearance,

he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Oh, I see now. It was my oversight."