195: Luo Qingyue's shock

Luo Qingyue, dressed in an ice-blue palace gown, stood atop the towering Star-Gazing Platform of the City Lord's Manor.

Her figure was cold and aloof, her temperament as if carved from ten-thousand-year-old profound ice; there wasn't a hint of emotion on her peerless face.

As the Vice City Lord of the Eternal Night Divine Capital, she stood here every day overlooking the Divine Capital, organizing the veins of starlight to maintain the operation of the guardian array that enveloped the entire city.

Being the Reincarnation of Great Sage Hanyue gave her a sensitivity to the flow of energy and spatial fluctuations that far surpassed ordinary people.

The knowledge accumulated in her past life was the source of her confidence in presiding over this region today.

“Hmm?” Luo Qingyue's delicate brows furrowed imperceptibly, and her ice-soul eyes froze for a split second.

Her perception had captured an anomaly—an extremely fierce and violent Saint Realm aura was coming from the direction of the City Lord's Manor. Although it was being suppressed as much as possible, that ferocity and chaos originating from the very essence of life rippled clearly through her highly concentrated Divine Thought, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.

The Saint Realm! Furthermore, it was a Saint Realm aura thick with the Demonic Path and carrying a hint of Dragon Clan pressure!

Waves of shock instantly surged in Luo Qingyue's heart.

When Li Xiao of the Great Qi Dynasty came to seek help, he had mentioned that a Saint Realm Demon Dragon was suppressed beneath the Nine Heavens Dragon-Locking Well. At the time, while she believed him to some extent, she still harbored doubts deep down.

After all, how could a Dynasty in a 'barren' land like the Eastern Desolation Province, which didn't even have anyone in the Venerable Realm, suppress a Saint Realm Demon Dragon for generations?

It sounded more like a legend woven from fear and despair by a crumbling ancient Family trying to maintain its dignity.

Yet at this moment, this legend... was actually true?!

Rare ripples disturbed the frozen lake of her heart.

The Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf and Amethyst Demonic Tiger sent by the Di Shenglong had not only resolved Great Qi's crisis, but they had actually... brought back a living Saint Realm Demon Dragon!

Without any hesitation, Luo Qingyue's figure turned into a faint blue stream of light, silently leaving the Star-Gazing Platform and flitting toward the direction of the energy fluctuations.

She needed to confirm it with her own eyes.

Inside the Eternal Night Divine Capital.

The Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf walked with a touch of lazy elegance, as if strolling in his own backyard.

The Amethyst Demonic Tiger followed beside him like an iron pagoda. His bronze muscles reflected a metallic luster under the starlight, and while the flames in his purple pupils were restrained, that fierce and overbearing aura originating from his Bloodline was still oppressive.

Behind them, a 'small snake' several feet long followed closely. Its entire body was covered in dark scales with flowing crimson patterns. Its hideous dragon head hung low, and though the places where its claws had been severed were mostly healed, the hideous bone spurs and broken scales still bore witness to the heavy injuries it had suffered not long ago.

It was precisely the shrunken form of the Demon Dragon Fen Yu.

It carefully restrained all of its aura.

However, that restlessness originating from the depths of its Bloodline—the desire to transform into a dragon that had been exposed and then reignited by the Di Shenglong—as well as the invisible pressure brought by the essence of a Saint Realm life, were like undercurrents beneath the water, difficult to completely settle.

Luo Qingyue's figure appeared before them.

“Vice City Lord Luo.”

The Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf and Amethyst Demonic Tiger stopped and nodded slightly. Since they all served the Di Clan, they could be considered colleagues, not to mention she was the Vice City Lord of the Eternal Night Divine Capital.

Luo Qingyue's gaze was like two physical ice picks, landing precisely on the seemingly unremarkable 'small snake' behind them.

Deep within Luo Qingyue's ice-soul eyes, a very faint ice-blue halo suddenly lit up.

Saint Realm First Level! Genuine! Moreover, it was in a weakened state with a chaotic Origin and heavy injuries, but the 'quality' and 'quantity' belonging to a Saint Realm life were unmistakable!

The strength of this Demon Dragon at its Peak should have been far beyond the Saint Realm First Level!

A very subtle fluctuation finally appeared on Luo Qingyue's frozen face—her pupils contracted almost imperceptibly, like a momentary ripple caused by a stone thrown onto ice.

The Great Qi Dynasty... actually really did have a Saint Realm Demon Dragon suppressed!

Although this Demon Dragon was currently like a tiger with its teeth pulled—its aura withered and covered in scars—its Saint Realm essence was like a lighthouse in the night, with nowhere to hide.

Luo Qingyue looked at the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf and the Amethyst Demonic Tiger again.

To be able to capture a Saint Realm Demon Dragon alive, the strength of these two could not be underestimated either.

Saint Realm? No! Luo Qingyue instantly dismissed that thought.

She had seen too many Saint Realm auras in her past life; although powerful, they still left traces to follow.

But the feeling the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf and Amethyst Demonic Tiger gave her was more like... the Great Saint Realm?!

This thought caused stormy waves to suddenly surge in her ice-soul heart!

One must know that she was only in the Great Saint Realm in her previous life.

However, thinking of the Di Shenglong's inscrutable and terrifying strength, it wasn't surprising even if they were in the Great Saint Realm.

“Vice City Lord Luo, have you seen enough?” The Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf's clear voice carried a hint of playfulness as he looked at Luo Qingyue with a half-smile. “This fellow was just subdued by the Master; its ferocity hasn't faded and it still needs proper training.”

“If Vice City Lord Luo is interested, it won't be too late to study it slowly another day once it has settled down.”

“You two have performed a significant service for the Family. A Saint Realm Demon Dragon is something that is sought after but unattainable here in the Eastern Desolation Province.”

“Haha, Vice City Lord Luo overpraises us.”

The Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf chuckled and said no more, stepping forward.

The Amethyst Demonic Tiger followed closely behind, his heavy footsteps making dull thuds on the stone slabs.

The three figures disappeared from Luo Qingyue's sight. Only after the fierce aura of the Saint Realm Demon Dragon had completely receded did Luo Qingyue slowly turn around and look toward the depths of the Godfall Mountain Range.

The wind blew against her ice-blue gown and her waterfall-like black hair.

“Two Great Saints... one Saint Realm Demon Dragon...” Luo Qingyue whispered silently in her heart, the depths of her ice-soul eyes growing even colder.

The Di Shenglong's power... was far more terrifying than she, a reincarnated Great Saint, had anticipated!

Unfathomable, truly unfathomable!

Was this path she chose—staying in the Eternal Night Divine Capital—ultimately a blessing or a curse?

The pride of the Great Sage Hanyue from her past life seemed so insignificant in the face of absolute power.

Eternal Night Divine Capital, Southwest Region.

Within a relatively quiet residential area sat a manor that was not ostentatious yet exuded elegance in every detail.

Above the lintel hung a black plaque with two ancient seal characters written with vigorous strokes that contained a hidden sharpness—Li Manor.

Deep within the manor, inside a quiet room filled with the scent of clear pine and faint ink.

A figure stood with his back to the door in front of a massive crystal window, gazing at several strange spiritual plants in the courtyard swaying gracefully under the starlight.

He was dressed in a prince's python robe of black with gold patterns. His figure was as upright as a pine tree, and his jade-black hair was tied high by an exquisite coiled-dragon jade crown, revealing a well-defined, slightly cold and hard facial profile.

His eyes were deep, like an ancient well or a cold pool; beneath the calm, wave-less surface lay a weight unimaginable to ordinary people.

His surrounding aura was heavy and restrained, like an abyss or sea ready to erupt—he was impressively at the Peak of the Tong Tian Realm Tenth Level!

This person was none other than the Prince Qi of the Great Qi Dynasty, Li Shiqi.