Chapter 1062 - 520: Late Night

Chapter 1062: Chapter 520: Late Night

"However, if he is a legendary powerhouse, hiding his true condition and presenting himself as a wastrel, it would make sense," Elaphia added.

Even though she was the leader of the Order Flame Corps, as a council member, coupled with the Order Knight’s duty transitions, she often returned to the Holy City.

As the heir of the Cha’ain Clan, Quinto Cha Ain attracted much attention, and any news concerning him spread widely, making it easy to hear about.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that he needed to hide his identity.

"That can be explained, but how he died is not a simple matter," Li Ang said.

The sole heir to the guild founder’s family dying was not a simple matter, yet his identity as a useless person made him insignificant in the talent-rich Holy City.

Even so, his death should not have been simple, but some people made it so behind the scenes.

With the return of the "illegitimate child" Yosain Cha’Ain, and the bloodline verification ceremony passed, this matter became a forgotten anecdote.

At that time, some people claimed it was against the rules, but the Cha’ain needed an heir. Now it is evident there were many covert maneuvers that allowed Yosain to ascend successfully.

"I understand all that, but who killed him?"

Lily’s face showed disappointment, her lively eyes somewhat dazed.

Li Ang looked at her face and couldn’t help but imagine her experiences before entering the Land of Ten Thousand Spirits to heal. In reality, after leaving the sect, she hadn’t met many people except Zoe’s father. Therefore, Cha’ain, if not talking about those two, was at least one of her few friends.

Because he didn’t mention Zoe’s issue, after leaving the Land of Ten Thousand Spirits, Lily could have left, yet she stayed with them because Li Ang and the others were friends in her heart.

"Cha’ain, Dragon Race..."

Elaphia mused, "The Dragon Ancestor’s disaster that occurred under certain circumstances must be connected to this whole affair. Behind the scenes in the Holy City, someone has been plotting, possibly involving demons, which are likely key to his demise."

"I..."

Lily parted her lips, then looked at Li Ang: "Mr. Li Ang, can I entrust you to investigate the truth about this matter? As for the reward..."

"I was planning to get to the bottom of this matter anyway, so don’t worry about that," Li Ang responded.

"Thank you."

Lily nodded, lost in thought, sitting quietly without speaking.

At this stage, considering the many people around him, these matters were something Li Ang was bound to handle and resolve, so he immediately agreed, not letting Lily continue. As for the reward, what specific reward could she offer now?

As the night wore on, the bonfire gradually extinguished, leaving behind only embers to prevent the storage from turning pitch black.

Li Ang lay in his tent, organizing his thoughts before sleep, contemplating both the recent events and how to handle future actions.

In this space, Ernest hadn’t set up hidden rooms, thus making investigations through hidden locations impossible. Most of his time was spent viewing the Spiritual Forger’s related panels and pondering how to better integrate his power.

In this moment, as the lineage of Spiritual Forger was unlocked, Secret Technique became complete, and the Apocalypse Device was in his grasp, his thinking must also change accordingly.

The tent flap was gently lifted, and a young girl’s lithe body, carrying a faintly acidic fragrance, approached.

"Diao." Li Ang softly called her name.

The girl responded softly, her doe-like moist eyes quietly observing Li Ang amidst the darkness.

After leaving the Land of Ten Thousand Spirits, she had only been quiet for two days. For many nights, during the quiet of the evening, she asked him for help with "cultivation." Therefore, he only halfway zipped the tent flap.

Those abilities regarding perception and meditation she could advance on her own, so naturally, what was meant here were those transformation techniques involving pulling and twisting the body.

In these moments, the tribal girl would put aside the scholarly aura that came from studying the ancient scroll’s lore, returning to her wild nature. The burning heat passed through the forbidden ornaments, with just the palm rubbing to reach the zenith of sensation.

These matters were also among the considerations Li Ang sorted out in his mind.

He still remembered his thoughts before getting entangled with those problematic young girls. However, he was a person complete with both passions and desires. Now, it no longer related to loss of control after demonization; it was all driven by his own heart’s desires.

Attempting to erase these was no longer possible, nor was it something he wished for. He maintained and guided, never completely indulging or aggressively pushing forward, letting it flow like a river’s current. Whether it wound around mountains or one day breached embankments, ultimately, it would meet the sea.

However, today, Diao did not begin cultivation.

She merely whispered in Li Ang’s ear, "You wish to talk to Sister Aifei and Lily, don’t you?"

Li Ang was startled, then he heard her say, "I’ve noticed your expressions several times; I too sensed it. Actually, before sleeping would be the best time, but these moments have all been stolen by me."

The faint, slightly sweat-laden fragrance lingered at his nose as Diao’s fingers traced circles on Li Ang’s chest.

"Today, I’ll train in something else. You don’t have to stay here for my sake."

Li Ang slowly sat up, but Diao suddenly wrapped her arms around him, pressing her lips against his.

She was like a little beast with lingering ferocity, drawing close yet still barbed.

Diao herself seemed to register the discomfort and quickly pulled apart. In the darkness, though invisible, Li Ang could confirm at such close range that she must have been frowning, troubled.