Long Chen exited the mystical cave at a leisurely pace. When he once again arrived at the staircase leading to it, he only saw three people remaining.
Su Ling'er, Xue Feng, and Xue Yue.
"It seems the other two left." Long Chen commented casually.
"It can't be helped." Xue Feng responded in kind. "They would've gone green with envy if they stayed to see you now."
His gaze was directed at the ornate sword in Long Chen's hand. It was only a second later when he finally looked up at the latter's face.
Shiver!
It wasn't just Xue Feng. Even Su Ling'er, who loved Long Chen with all her heart, couldn't help but shiver in front of his gaze.
"You've grown stronger again." Xue Feng gritted his teeth and muttered, clutching his sword hilt.
"What did you expect? I conquered the unconquerable, after all." Long Chen replied with a smirk.
"Right, right. You're suffering from success. But, don't think a godly weapon will stop me from taking your position."
"Ha! You think I need Draggy's help to defeat you? Pathetic!"
"Draggy?" Xue Feng muttered in confusion.
Long Chen raised his brow. "What? That's what I named the Empyrean Dragon Sword. It has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"
It was in that instant that Su Ling'er overcame her instinctual fear. After all, there wasn't a single person in the world who could duplicate the terrible naming sense of her husband.
"Pfft…!"
"Hahahahaha!"
Even Xue Feng couldn't help but laugh. Such a domineering sword, a Demigod-ranked artifact, was degraded by a name like Draggy.
Roar!
A grieving roar faintly echoed from the Empyrean Dragon Sword.
"What? Even you agree with them? Let me tell you, from now on you're called Draggy. There's no going back."
Roar!
The Empyrean Dragon Sword vibrated and struggled against his grip, attempting to escape.
"Is it so bad that you want to revoke my ownership?! Fine, fine! I'll change it! Ling'er, my darling, please help me name this little pretentious bastard."
Ling'er giggled to herself. "Hmm, since he is your sword, how about naming him Xiao Long? Or maybe Xiao Chen?"
Xue Feng clicked his tongue. "This girl is too infatuated with you. Name it something bold! Domineering! Like Draco! Or Supreme Heaven Emperor!"
The three others in the room cringed. Even Xue Yue couldn't hold herself back from doing the same.
This side of her glorious and handsome cousin, she never wanted to see it again.
But at the same time, she felt an immense jealousy bubbling up in her heart.
'He's never this enthusiastic when he talks to me. No, he's not like this with anyone else. It's only that Long bastard. Should I kill him? No, if I kill him, Feng Feng will lose all his cheerfulness again. What should I do then?'
Long Chen suddenly felt a chill down his spine. But when he looked at the source, he only saw an innocent Xue Yue staring off into space.
He shook his head with a wry smile. 'I must be imagining things.'
He went back to the topic of naming the sword. Although it was irksome, he would be troubled if the sword refused to accept him because of his poor naming sense.
And as if hearing his pleas, a voice descended from the Heavens.
"Young Padawan, you are still too naive! The key to having shitty naming sense is knowing which word to shorten! Draggy? What is that bullshit? Instead, you should name that sword Empyrea."
Long Chen's eyes widened. The Empyrean Dragon Sword buzzed in agreement with its new name. Since it turned out that everyone around it was terrible at naming, it could at least accept this name that sounded far better than the rest.
Of course, even swords could have selective hearing. Empyrea casually pretended that it didn't hear the reasoning behind why such a name was chosen.
Meanwhile, Long Chen's attention was focused elsewhere. That voice, it was far too familiar to him.
"You damn whiny brat! Stop hiding in the shadows and show yourself!"
,m Damien laughed casually. "What do you mean, show myself? Bitch, I'm not even over there right now. Next time we meet isn't too far away, though, since I'll see you when we exit this realm."
Damien's voice began to fade away. "Alright, I have some stuff to do here, I just couldn't stop myself from joining in on the fun when I saw it.
"Also, you should always remember. The "Boss" between us will never be you. Brat Xue Feng, listen up. I beat that kid Long Chen senseless, so I'm his boss. Therefore, I'm your boss too. If you feel indignant, just fight me and see for yourself our difference."
Damien's voice faded away completely, leaving the stunned four people in the inheritance site to their own devices.
Long Chen gritted his teeth in annoyance. He could practically hear Damien's mocking grin in his words. That face looked so damn punchable right now, it was a shame that no matter how he spread his awareness, Long Chen couldn't find Damien's location.
"Dumbass, why are you searching for me? I already told you I'm not there." Damien's voice resurfaced.
"Bastard, I thought you said you were busy!" Long Chen replied in embarrassment. This bastard was really an expert at making him lose face.
"Hahahahahaha!" Damien laughed uproariously upon seeing Long Chen's expression. "If you need to shit, then shit. Your face looks so ugly right now because you're holding it back."
"Aaaargh! You damn asshole, don't let me catch you when we leave this secret realm!"
"Dumbass, didn't I already tell you I'm meeting up with you when we leave? Did you lose your hearing when your eyes became fancy!"
"Keuk…!" Long Chen shut his mouth. He realized that no matter how he responded, the result would be him getting slapped in the face.
"Alright, alright. I'll leave for real now. Enjoy your time in these last few hours before you leave. Also, I can kind of see everything now even if I don't wish to, so until I get this thing under control, keep your horniness to a minimum. As a fellow possessor of dragon blood, I can totally understand your struggles."
Su Ling'er's face turned beet red in an instant. She sent an indignant glare at Long Chen, who, in return, glared into empty space hoping to find the goddamn bastard who kept pissing him off.
As for Xue Feng, he was still speechless at the whole situation. It felt like his valiant and badass impression of Damien was being devalued with every word the latter spoke.
Unbeknownst to and uncaring for the conflicted feelings of those he left behind, Damien quietly vanished from the area.
Back in the Central Area, Damien grinned in pleasure. 'This is how it should be. I've always been an only child, so I never understood this joy. Bullying a younger sibling is truly a joyous thing to do.'
And with that, he stood up. His conversation with the World Core had finally come to an end, and so had his final adventure within the Cloud Plane.
From now on, he needed to start treasuring every moment of happiness he could.
After all, the flames of war were rapidly engulfing the universe, and it wouldn't be long until it spread to this tiny corner where Damien and his loved ones resided.
Long Chen exited the mystical cave at a leisurely pace. When he once again arrived at the staircase leading to it, he only saw three people remaining.
Su Ling'er, Xue Feng, and Xue Yue.
"It seems the other two left." Long Chen commented casually.
"It can't be helped." Xue Feng responded in kind. "They would've gone green with envy if they stayed to see you now."
His gaze was directed at the ornate sword in Long Chen's hand. It was only a second later when he finally looked up at the latter's face.
Shiver!
It wasn't just Xue Feng. Even Su Ling'er, who loved Long Chen with all her heart, couldn't help but shiver in front of his gaze.
"You've grown stronger again." Xue Feng gritted his teeth and muttered, clutching his sword hilt.
"What did you expect? I conquered the unconquerable, after all." Long Chen replied with a smirk.
"Right, right. You're suffering from success. But, don't think a godly weapon will stop me from taking your position."
"Ha! You think I need Draggy's help to defeat you? Pathetic!"
"Draggy?" Xue Feng muttered in confusion.
Long Chen raised his brow. "What? That's what I named the Empyrean Dragon Sword. It has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"
It was in that instant that Su Ling'er overcame her instinctual fear. After all, there wasn't a single person in the world who could duplicate the terrible naming sense of her husband.
"Pfft…!"
"Hahahahaha!"
Even Xue Feng couldn't help but laugh. Such a domineering sword, a Demigod-ranked artifact, was degraded by a name like Draggy.
Roar!
A grieving roar faintly echoed from the Empyrean Dragon Sword.
"What? Even you agree with them? Let me tell you, from now on you're called Draggy. There's no going back."
Roar!
The Empyrean Dragon Sword vibrated and struggled against his grip, attempting to escape.
"Is it so bad that you want to revoke my ownership?! Fine, fine! I'll change it! Ling'er, my darling, please help me name this little pretentious bastard."
Ling'er giggled to herself. "Hmm, since he is your sword, how about naming him Xiao Long? Or maybe Xiao Chen?"
Xue Feng clicked his tongue. "This girl is too infatuated with you. Name it something bold! Domineering! Like Draco! Or Supreme Heaven Emperor!"
The three others in the room cringed. Even Xue Yue couldn't hold herself back from doing the same.
This side of her glorious and handsome cousin, she never wanted to see it again.
But at the same time, she felt an immense jealousy bubbling up in her heart.
'He's never this enthusiastic when he talks to me. No, he's not like this with anyone else. It's only that Long bastard. Should I kill him? No, if I kill him, Feng Feng will lose all his cheerfulness again. What should I do then?'
Long Chen suddenly felt a chill down his spine. But when he looked at the source, he only saw an innocent Xue Yue staring off into space.
He shook his head with a wry smile. 'I must be imagining things.'
He went back to the topic of naming the sword. Although it was irksome, he would be troubled if the sword refused to accept him because of his poor naming sense.
And as if hearing his pleas, a voice descended from the Heavens.
"Young Padawan, you are still too naive! The key to having shitty naming sense is knowing which word to shorten! Draggy? What is that bullshit? Instead, you should name that sword Empyrea."
Long Chen's eyes widened. The Empyrean Dragon Sword buzzed in agreement with its new name. Since it turned out that everyone around it was terrible at naming, it could at least accept this name that sounded far better than the rest.
Of course, even swords could have selective hearing. Empyrea casually pretended that it didn't hear the reasoning behind why such a name was chosen.
Meanwhile, Long Chen's attention was focused elsewhere. That voice, it was far too familiar to him.
"You damn whiny brat! Stop hiding in the shadows and show yourself!"
,m Damien laughed casually. "What do you mean, show myself? Bitch, I'm not even over there right now. Next time we meet isn't too far away, though, since I'll see you when we exit this realm."
Damien's voice began to fade away. "Alright, I have some stuff to do here, I just couldn't stop myself from joining in on the fun when I saw it.
"Also, you should always remember. The "Boss" between us will never be you. Brat Xue Feng, listen up. I beat that kid Long Chen senseless, so I'm his boss. Therefore, I'm your boss too. If you feel indignant, just fight me and see for yourself our difference."
Damien's voice faded away completely, leaving the stunned four people in the inheritance site to their own devices.
Long Chen gritted his teeth in annoyance. He could practically hear Damien's mocking grin in his words. That face looked so damn punchable right now, it was a shame that no matter how he spread his awareness, Long Chen couldn't find Damien's location.
"Dumbass, why are you searching for me? I already told you I'm not there." Damien's voice resurfaced.
"Bastard, I thought you said you were busy!" Long Chen replied in embarrassment. This bastard was really an expert at making him lose face.
"Hahahahahaha!" Damien laughed uproariously upon seeing Long Chen's expression. "If you need to shit, then shit. Your face looks so ugly right now because you're holding it back."
"Aaaargh! You damn asshole, don't let me catch you when we leave this secret realm!"
"Dumbass, didn't I already tell you I'm meeting up with you when we leave? Did you lose your hearing when your eyes became fancy!"
"Keuk…!" Long Chen shut his mouth. He realized that no matter how he responded, the result would be him getting slapped in the face.
"Alright, alright. I'll leave for real now. Enjoy your time in these last few hours before you leave. Also, I can kind of see everything now even if I don't wish to, so until I get this thing under control, keep your horniness to a minimum. As a fellow possessor of dragon blood, I can totally understand your struggles."
Su Ling'er's face turned beet red in an instant. She sent an indignant glare at Long Chen, who, in return, glared into empty space hoping to find the goddamn bastard who kept pissing him off.
As for Xue Feng, he was still speechless at the whole situation. It felt like his valiant and badass impression of Damien was being devalued with every word the latter spoke.
Unbeknownst to and uncaring for the conflicted feelings of those he left behind, Damien quietly vanished from the area.
Back in the Central Area, Damien grinned in pleasure. 'This is how it should be. I've always been an only child, so I never understood this joy. Bullying a younger sibling is truly a joyous thing to do.'
And with that, he stood up. His conversation with the World Core had finally come to an end, and so had his final adventure within the Cloud Plane.
From now on, he needed to start treasuring every moment of happiness he could.
After all, the flames of war were rapidly engulfing the universe, and it wouldn't be long until it spread to this tiny corner where Damien and his loved ones resided.
