670: Chapter 673 Dao Power Realm Primal Demon Clan

Staying by Lu Chen's side.

She felt a strange sense of peace.

He didn't look at her with greedy eyes like the other nobles.

The way Lu Chen looked at her was like an older brother protecting his younger sister.

"I'll definitely come!"

She promised in a clear, crisp voice.

Nianwei was about to ask why he was being so good to her.

But Lu Chen had already put his hand on Ke Ji's shoulder.

And vanished into the giant tower.

On the way to the Ice Dragon Clan carriage, Ao Zhu's attitude changed completely.

She hugged Nianwei affectionately.

Wearing a "loving motherly" smile.

It made Nianwei feel utterly disgusted.

"Nianwei, dear, from today on, you are the chief saintess."

"Move into the Main Dragon Keep tonight; your family can move in as well. We must make sure you're living comfortably!"

Nianwei looked at this "mentor."

There was nothing but loathing in her heart.

She knew clearly.

That the only reason she was being elevated to a queen-like status was because of the man in the tower.

Inside the giant tower.

Lu Chen took Ke Ji to a private room.

"Sir."

Ke Ji spoke.

"You had me massage your shoulders for another purpose, didn't you? I know you didn't actually need it."

Lu Chen smiled.

"I needed an excuse to take you away from that old hag."

"And we have much to discuss regarding your new Bloodline."

"Now, I will begin your training."

Ke Ji was shocked.

He could hardly believe his ears.

This "Demon Race" individual who had descended upon their world like a tsunami and seized control of the Dragon Realm's entire economic lifeblood with a single auction...

Actually said he would train him personally.

Why?

Was it because of Lady Nianwei?

Or was there another reason?

"Um... Sir! May I ask you something?"

Ke Ji spoke hesitantly.

"Of course."

Lu Chen leaned casually against the high-tech console of the private training room.

"Why are you doing all this for us?"

"Is it because of Lady Nianwei? Do you love her? Or... are you just trying to impress her so you can hurt her later?"

Ke Ji was terrified of the strength Lu Chen had displayed.

But his loyalty to his family and friends outweighed his fear.

Lu Chen smiled slightly.

Even if Ke Ji had lost his memories, he was still that loyal friend.

Some things go deeper than memory; they are etched into the Soul.

"Ke Ji, some secrets don't need to be unraveled in a hurry."

Lu Chen's tone was solemn.

"Just remember one thing: with me, you and everyone else will not be harmed. I am not your enemy."

Lu Chen could have explained everything then and there.

But he had secretly investigated the reason for the memory loss of Nianwei and the others.

To his surprise, he had hit a wall.

It was as if some higher existence...

Had directly blocked the truth from him.

He didn't want to rush things.

He decided to let things take their natural course.

Lu Chen was certain.

That a higher-ranking existence was watching his every move.

So he would wait.

Until the day he could crush them directly.

After hearing this.

A light shone in Ke Ji's eyes.

The heavy weight on his chest finally lifted.

A relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Sir, thank you."

Lu Chen nodded.

"Alright, let's begin."

"You have awakened the Primitive Pan Clan Bloodline, but the purity is only 60%."

"I have a specialized Cultivation Technique for you. Your task is to use it to refine your Bloodline purity to 100%."

"100%?"

Ke Ji gasped, "Is... is that really possible?"

"In this tower, everything is possible,"

Lu Chen said.

"Go to the sixtieth floor. There is a Time Field there where time flows ten thousand times faster than in the outside world."

"Go. Nianwei, Nian Yin, and your wife all need you to become stronger."

"Ke Ji, I have high hopes for you."

Lu Chen floated into the air.

Meeting the three-meter-tall Ke Ji eye-to-eye.

He pressed his index finger against Ke Ji's forehead.

A stream of information flooded into Ke Ji's mind.

Deeply imprinting the complex Pan Clan Cultivation Technique into his memory.

Ke Ji bowed deeply once more.

At this moment.

He could hardly find the words to express his gratitude.

So he decided to prove it through hard work.

He turned around.

And headed straight for the sixtieth floor.

After Ke Ji left.

Lu Chen decided to go for a walk.

He wanted to stroll through the city and gather some information.

And then wait for night to fall.

He vanished from the room.

And when he reappeared, he was standing on the bustling street in front of the trading house.

Lu Chen walked aimlessly.

Admiring the singular scenery of the Dragon Realm.

Suddenly.

A booming voice echoed through a formation.

Resonating through the sky.

"Citizens of the Ice Dragon Clan, hear my command!"

"Saintess Nianwei is hereby promoted to chief saintess of the Ice Dragon Clan!"

"A grand five-day banquet will be held. The entire nation shall celebrate, and all races are welcome to attend!"

It was Ao Zhu's voice.

She used the power of the Eternal Realm.

To ensure everyone within the Domain knew she had fulfilled her promise.

Lu Chen just smiled.

He was a bit hungry.

A five-day banquet.

It sounded like the perfect opportunity to taste the delicacies of this world.

He set off for the city's central district.

The Ice Dragon Clan was extremely powerful.

There were a total of forty-five Eternal Realm experts in the clan.

Forty of them governed their own regions.

The remaining five were all part of the royal family.

They were descendants of the Ice Dragon Clan's ancestor.

That ancestor was a being of the Dao Authority Realm.

Those in the Eternal Realm could naturally promote anyone with potential to the status of a Saint.

However, to establish someone as the "chief saintess"...

Ao Zhu had clearly utilized a vast network of connections.

Combined with the Eternal-grade Weapon Lu Chen had promised, she finally succeeded.

As he walked.

He heard the citizens discussing animatedly.

"Hey, who is this Nianwei? I've never heard of her."

"To become the chief saintess, she must be exceptionally brilliant. I thought all Saints held equal status."

The people of the Ice Dragon Clan were incredibly excited.

They all wanted to see the woman who would lead the younger generation.

The banquet wouldn't start until nightfall.

Lu Chen continued to explore.

Just as he turned a corner near the imperial palace.

Someone lightly tapped him on the shoulder.

"Friend, excuse me. Could you tell me how to get to the Lu Chen Trading House?"

Lu Chen turned around.

When he saw the other person, he paused slightly.

Standing before him was someone who looked like a member of the Demon Race.

In appearance.

This creature was no different from an ordinary member of the Demon Race.

But Lu Chen's eyes could see through to the essence.

This was a pure Incarnation of Chaos and destruction.

A being of the Dao Authority Realm.

The other party was deliberately camouflaging and suppressing their power.

Appearing only to be at the Origin Supreme Realm.

But to Lu Chen, such tricks were meaningless.

He realized.

That this fellow was even stronger than Furball.

"Who is he? The ancestor of the Primordial Demon Race?"

Lu Chen thought to himself.

"Can't you just scan the city yourself?"

Lu Chen's tone carried a clear sense of impatience.

He didn't care who the other person was.

The aura of destruction emanating from this stranger was ruining his mood.

The Demon Race individual scratched his head, looking innocent.

"Actually, using Divine Sense to probe the city is forbidden."

"I felt a familiar aura coming from you, which is why I'm asking for directions."