Countless disciples of the main pavilion blocked Long Chen and the others like a tide. The Hidden Dragon warriors immediately pressed their swords on their swords and assumed battle stances, their murderous intent instantly filling the entire plaza.
"Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand, we mean no harm." Someone exclaimed in surprise and quickly said they weren't here to fight.
"We don't mean anything else. We're just a bit confused, not knowing what that senior wants to tell us. Please, Senior Brother Long Chen, enlighten us with some guidance." A female disciple stepped forward and said.
Not only were they stunned, even Tang Wan'er, her disciple, was completely confused, completely unaware of what her master was up to.
"Senior Brother Long Chen, please show us great mercy and guide us on a clear path. Please, I beg you!" The female disciple spoke in a tone almost pleading.
This female disciple was also a powerful figure sealed in ancient times. To speak in such a tone now meant she was frightened. The Divine Emperor's blood awakened their fear of death.
Otherwise, given her status and position, she would never speak in such a tone. Those surrounding Long Chen all wore expressions of terror, clearly hoping he would explain their doubts.
Long Chen hesitated for a moment, then sighed deeply and said, "Forget it. Since you've asked, I'll tell you.
That senior meant that anyone here who thinks they're strong can lead a group of people into the Tianmai Profound Realm.
Of course, many people are very arrogant about themselves, which leads to the emergence of various factions. Whoever can lead their people out of the Heavenly Vein Profound Realm might become the future king of the Wind God Sea Pavilion.
Of course, I'm just guessing, for reference only. If you're wrong, don't blame me."
"But after forming so many factions, if everyone's strength is scattered, the overall strength will be weakened. Wouldn't that mean they have to be defeated one by one?" Someone asked.
"That's right. Each of the five fingers is easily broken by a single one. Only when clenched into a fist does its power become stronger." Another disciple said.
"That's true, but who will make that fist?" Long Chen retorted.
"This ..." The group of disciples was instantly left speechless.
"Damn it, we should have chosen a leader long ago. Now, with the last minute of battle, who can command the people?" A disciple couldn't help but curse loudly.
Of course, when he mentioned 'damn it,' he was almost certainly referring to the pavilion master who was killed, but he simply didn't say it outright.
"We have countless prodigies here. If we join the wrong team, wouldn't it be like betting on something? If we bet wrong, our lives will be lost." Someone said with a trembling voice.
This was a high-stakes gamble—if he lost, it would be irreversible.
"That's your problem. For a strong person to become strong, talent, effort, aptitude, vision, and luck are all indispensable.
And luck can sometimes be the key to success or failure. I can't really give you any advice on that." Long Chen shrugged, looking helpless.
"Senior Brother Long Chen, can we join your faction?" Someone shouted loudly.
"Of course you can, but there's one thing I need to tell you. This is my boss. Join us, and from now on, you all have to listen to her." After Long Chen finished speaking, he pulled Tang Wan'er out and said seriously.
Tang Wan'er hadn't expected Long Chen to pull such a stunt and her pretty face flushed red. She wanted to retreat, but Long Chen whispered, "
Your master deliberately killed that Pavilion Master to enlighten them. To put it bluntly, she still hopes more people will survive. Since you are her disciple, you should bravely shoulder this responsibility."
"But I ..."
Tang Wan'er felt a bit guilty. She felt her strength was insufficient to convince others, and if she ended up messing things up, she would let down her master's expectations.
"But what?" Have you forgotten how strong your master is? You silly girl." Long Chen said irritably.
Hearing this, Tang Wan'er suddenly remembered that her master was the one who could annihilate Divine Emperor-level experts with a snap of her fingers. Instantly, her confidence surged.
"Everyone, there are countless prodigies here, monsters run rampant. You choose whoever you choose, so we won't stay here and will affect your decision.
If you want to join our team, come find us on Hidden Dragon Island." After Long Chen finished speaking, he led the Hidden Dragon Legion away.
As soon as the Hidden Dragon Legion left, the strong figures in the plaza were stunned. Some gritted their teeth and stopped thinking, simply chasing after Long Chen in the direction he had left.
This was a high-stakes gamble; no one dared to bet lightly, but some had a sharp and ruthless eye. They saw through Long Chen's special qualities and decided to take a risky gamble.
Additionally, some people were smarter. They discovered that Long Chen and Yue Zifeng were both super strong, and Feng Xinyue, a terrifying powerhouse, was on their side. Following them was definitely better than hanging out with others.
As soon as Long Chen and the others left, more than half of the strong figures in the plaza rushed out, leaving the rest dumbfounded.
More than half of them ran away with them, and these people formed dozens more factions? Isn't that just asking for death?
In the end, those prodigies who considered themselves extremely powerful gritted their teeth and followed. Although they were confident, if they were alone, how could they dare enter the Heavenly Vein Profound Realm?
What Long Chen didn't expect was that all of them had followed him, which caught him off guard.
However, after thinking it over, Long Chen understood. On one hand, these people weren't too foolish and could see through some tricks. Another reason was that the Pavilion Master had been killed, and they panicked, not knowing whom to listen to. When they saw others coming, they followed along and had no opinions at all.
Seeing everyone submit to Tang Wan'er, Long Chen felt a bit overwhelmed; he had no mind to manage these people.
However, at that moment, a voice transmission from Feng Xinyue came to his ear: "Accept them. They may be a bit foolish, but many are exceptionally talented and loyal to the Wind God.
In the future, Wan'er will be in charge of the entire Wind God lineage, and we can't do without their support. Moreover, once you enter the Heavenly Vein Profound Realm, you each have your own mission. You can't stay together forever. Improving them is just a trump card to protect Wan'er's life."
Long Chen's heart trembled violently. Leader of the Wind God faction? What does this mean? Long Chen was stunned.
"Could it be that ...?" Long Chen came up with a bold idea.
"Overthinking is pointless. For Wan'er's sake, you have to accept them. Besides, the entire Fengshen faction is Wan'er's dowry. You can't be shortchanged, so put your heart into it." Feng Xinyue said.
"I understand, junior!"
Long Chen was filled with gratitude. By saying this, Feng Xinyue was telling him that no matter when, she, Tang Wan'er, and the entire Wind God faction would always stand by his side.
If Lingxiao Academy was Long Chen's first home, then the Wind God Sea Pavilion was his second home.
Thinking of this, Long Chen was greatly energized and, ignoring all the trouble, immediately gathered all the powerful warriors.
「I have the Dragon Blood Legion and the strong support of the Wind God lineage. All the treasures in the Heavenly Vein Mysterious Domain, you all bear the surname Long." A surge of heroic passion surged in Long Chen's heart, even his blood grew hot.