Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts-Chapter 5751 Treachery

Long Chen’s promise filled Luo Zichuan with joy. After all, despite his strength, there were many aspects of the violet blood race that he couldn’t interfere with.

This was especially true of the ongoing battle against the devil race. Both sides had a tacit understanding of each other’s goals and operated under an unspoken agreement—violet-crown Divine Emperors would only be mobilized in the direst circumstances.

As a result, Luo Zichuan became part of their reserve forces, while Heaven Saint disciples formed the main battle line. This wasn’t unique to him; all experts of his level were merely overseers, unable to engage in direct combat lightly.

Self-interest was an unavoidable part of human nature. As a member of the Luo family, Luo Zichuan naturally wished for the survival of its disciples. Many of them were youths he had watched grow up—Luo Yanfeng, Luo Ying, and the others. They weren’t just strong; they were also righteous.

He hoped that more of these exceptional disciples would survive and rise to the top. Luo Zichuan also believed that other families had similar disciples: strong, capable, and possessing noble characters.

Thus, Luo Zichuan urged Long Chen to broaden his perspective. His focus shouldn’t be solely on the Luo family but on the right people across the entire violet blood race. Otherwise, he would see everyone outside his family as an enemy.

In truth, many of their present conflicts were caused by the higher-ups. From a personal enmity, they escalated it into clan-wide vendettas. Long Chen couldn’t afford to be blinded by such feuds.

At the same time, while these individuals weren’t necessarily evil, they weren’t necessarily good either.

Now, Long Chen understood his grandfather’s intentions. If nothing else, on the battlefield, he should protect strong warriors with good character whenever possible.

Luckily, Long Chen had a keen eye for judging people. He rarely misread a person’s nature.

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When Luo Zichuan returned to his residence, he found Luo Yingchen anxiously awaiting him.

“Zichuan, how did it go?” asked Luo Yingchen.

As their family head, Luo Yingchen was a man of impeccable moral character and strength. However, he lacked boldness in his methods.

After Luo Zichuan had recovered, Luo Yingchen sensed his power rising to a new level—likely surpassing his own. Because of this, Luo Yingchen wanted to pass the family head position to Luo Zichuan.

He had also noticed the violet blood race undergoing drastic transformations. Doubting his ability to endure the mounting pressure, he believed that only Luo Zichuan could guide the family through these turbulent times.

However, Luo Zichuan had rejected the offer multiple times before. So today, Luo Yingchen came not to press the issue of succession but to discuss the distribution of Luo family disciples on the battlefield.

To his surprise, Luo Zichuan assured him that as long as Long Chen agreed to lead the disciples, everything would go smoothly. Thus, Luo Yingchen had been anxiously awaiting news.

“Don’t worry. He has agreed,” said Luo Zichuan.

Luo Yingchen sighed in relief. “Then what does he need from us?”

“Nothing. Long Chen can handle it himself.”

“Just by himself? Are you sure about this?”

Luo Yingchen was shocked. Even if Long Chen was a genius strategist, he would need the cooperation of the old-timers. Otherwise, how could an outsider like him command a group of thorny fellows who felt that they were kings? Wouldn’t everything collapse from within?

“The youngest dean in the High Firmament Academy’s history isn’t one of those wastes of food,” said Luo Zichuan proudly.

Luo Yingchen stared at him in disbelief when he heard that.

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“Hahaha, after resting for three days, I feel full of power. This time, I’ll slaughter even more devil scums!” A warrior called Luo Jiang shouted excitedly.

Luo Jiang was a burly, sun-kissed man with a friendly demeanor. He was one of the key figures in Luo Yanfeng’s group and had the strength to back it up.

“Don’t get careless,” Luo Yanfeng cautioned while adjusting his armor. “Last time, we only fought on one battlefield. We don’t have much experience and aren’t clear on what kind of devils we’ll face next. This is a true life-and-death battlefield. Don’t play with your life.”

Luo Yanfeng meticulously practiced drawing his broadsword, ensuring it was in the most optimal position. The broadsword was usually right on his back, but now it was hanging over his armor. A slight change in its placement had thrown off his speed and power.

Seeing that Luo Yanfeng was so serious, the others cast aside their arrogant attitudes and started their preparations.

“One more thing,” Luo Yanfeng added. “This time, Long Chen is coming with us. He claims to be strong, but we don’t know if he’s just acting brave. I don’t want anything happening to him. So for now, forget about competing for killing points. A few of you need to keep an eye on him. If he does have the power to protect himself, we’ll go to other battlefields and challenge stronger devils!”

“Leave Long Chen to me!” offered Luo Ying.

“But... won’t your, uh, ‘balloons’ crush him? Haha—aiya!” someone teased, only to be swiftly kicked away.

“Don’t mess around. Luo Jiang, Zimo, you two will look after Long Chen until he gets accustomed to the battlefield’s air,” ordered Luo Yanfeng.

“Got it, big brother Yanfeng!” Luo Jiang and Zimo responded confidently.

“Let’s go then. Long Chen is waiting at the plaza,” said Luo Yanfeng.

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When they arrived, they saw Long Chen as expected. Then, they noticed Luo Shenghui’s group, who had just returned from the battlefield.

To their surprise, quite a few people in Luo Shenghui’s group were severely injured, some carried on stretchers. Their overall numbers had reduced significantly.

When Luo Shenghui saw Luo Yanfeng and the others, he smiled derisively. However, he didn’t say anything and just walked past them.

“Hmph, whatever. His suffering has nothing to do with us,” one of the disciples muttered.

“Ignore them. We should also be careful!” shouted Luo Yanfeng, continuing to lead the way.

They proceeded to the transportation formation and vanished.

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Deep within a dark palace hall, an ancient voice murmured, “The Luo family’s brats have set out?”

“They’ve gone.”

“Lead them to the depths of the battlefield. If the higher-ups question it, blame it on a transportation failure,” ordered that ancient voice.

“Will that work? If they all die...”

“Find a scapegoat.”

A sinister chuckle echoed in the chamber.

“Understood!”

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After one transportation, Long Chen and his companions arrived at the violet blood race’s outer region, where the air reeked of blood.

“Prepare yourselves. The next formation is activating.”

As the second formation activated, Long Chen narrowed his eyes at the Elder controlling it—a member of the Bi family. The Elder smirked at him mockingly.

A moment later, space twisted, and they arrived in a blood-soaked wasteland.

When Luo Yanfeng looked around, his expression darkened.

“This isn’t our battlefield!”

Countless devil experts spotted them and immediately charged.

“Damn, it was definitely the Bi family! They’re trying to get us killed!” Luo Jiang roared.

But shouting wouldn’t change their fate. In an instant, they were surrounded.