Chapter 466 - 440: You Are Mediocre; How Could You Know the Heart of a Celestial Pride?

Luying City fell into a long, deep silence.

People’s hearts pounded in their chests, and a ringing filled their ears. For a moment, it seemed as if they had lost all hearing, and even the ability to think.

On Sanming Street, in front of the teahouse, the Silver Armored Martial Artist of the City Patrol Department was still being supported by his subordinates. He had been hunched over, his face deathly pale, until at a certain moment, he suddenly straightened his back and lifted a foot.

One of the subordinates holding him up exclaimed, "Chief!"

The Silver Armored Martial Artist murmured in shock, "Lu Bell, Lu Bell..."

After muttering Lu Bell’s name several times, he shouted as if waking from a dream, "Lu Bell! It’s Lu Bell, number eighty-three on the Ten Thousand Spirits Celestial Pride List!"

That cry was like a heavy drop of water suddenly splashing into a pan of sizzling oil. In an instant, countless splatters flew up, CRACKLING AND POPPING as they exploded!

It was like a string of firecrackers going off, a symphony of sizzling oil.

The crowd, standing stunned and silent on both sides of the street, dazedly found their voices again.

A tidal wave of words surged forth, crashing like thunderous waves against the shore.

"Lu Bell from the Celestial Pride List? So he was a Celestial Pride from the Ten Thousand Spirits Celestial Pride List!"

"Sigh! I saw the latest edition of the Ten Thousand Spirits Celestial Pride List, but I never thought to memorize the names. To think that he... was a Celestial Pride! A Celestial Pride..."

The people were terrified and aghast, yet they also felt an indescribable, inexpressible thrill.

A voice mumbled, "I... I actually saw a living Celestial Pride!"

Someone else, inexplicably, began to weep with joy. "I... I saw a Celestial Pride, and I survived the aftermath of his battle! I’m alive... I survived! Hehehe, HAHAHA!"

The joyful man waved his arms and stomped his feet, crying and laughing like one possessed.

But this madness didn’t seem out of place. At this moment, nearly everyone was caught in a similar state of indescribable frenzy.

It wasn’t that the people were weak-minded or unworldly, but rather that some shocks are impossible to comprehend unless experienced firsthand. You could never imagine the thrilling, turbulent danger.

This was especially true because when the City Defense Array was broken earlier, the County Magistrate had drawn upon the nation’s fortune, and with the Official Seal activated, the entire city’s spiritual energy and fortune were involuntarily drained.

Even though only a tiny bit of Essence Qi was drawn from each person, the resulting shock was clearly not something that could be calmed in an instant.

After having their energy drawn, an ordinary person would need at least three to five hours to naturally recover from the drain and restore their Essence Qi.

During this period, before their Essence Qi was restored, a person’s mind and spirit were much more susceptible to turmoil.

Amidst the tide of excitement and discussion, the Silver Armored Martial Artist in front of the teahouse suddenly pushed away the subordinates supporting him.

The subordinates he shoved aside were both shocked and alarmed. "Chief, what are you doing? Be careful..."

Before they could finish, the Silver Armored Martial Artist suddenly took a step, darting from the teahouse entrance onto Sanming Street with the agility of a cheetah.

The Silver Armored Martial Artist had been deathly pale, bleeding from all seven orifices—a wretched sight, so unsteady he could barely stand. His subordinates had been genuinely worried, which was why they were supporting him.

But who would have thought? The man who had been so miserable and wretched just a moment ago was suddenly full of life and vigor again!

He sprinted forward, his body moving like a bolt of lightning. In just a few quick strides, he shot from one end of Sanming Street to the other, covering a distance of several dozen zhang.

There were no citizens blocking his path. When the black-robed youth with the spear had flown into the air earlier, the pedestrians had all prudently retreated to the sides of the street.

Crowded under the eaves of the shops lining the street, the people watched as the Silver Armored Martial Artist sprinted several dozen zhang and then stopped abruptly.

And right in front of him, planted firmly in the ground, was a long spear!

This was the very same long spear that had fallen from the sky.

This was the long spear that had been wielded by the young Celestial Pride, Lu Bell, dazzling everyone present.

But this long spear was, in fact, originally the Silver Armored Martial Artist’s own Magical Artifact!

The Silver Armored Martial Artist stood beside the spear, hesitating for a moment. Then, he reached out his hand to touch the long spear before him—a weapon that was at once familiar and yet strangely foreign.

’This spear was once my weapon. But now... can it still be considered mine?’

The Silver Armored Martial Artist had even prepared himself for the spear to be destroyed. After all, a battle like the one before, that single strike that had pierced the heavenly net, had surely pushed the spear far beyond its limits.

The spear’s ability to pierce the heavenly net, not once but twice, was not a testament to its own strength, but to the strength of the one who wielded it.

’After enduring such an attack that went far beyond its limits, this spear that has been with me for so many years is probably unusable now.’

The Silver Armored Martial Artist’s trembling hand finally touched the spear. He closed his fingers around the shaft, gripped it tightly, and pulled.

Unexpectedly, the spear came free with ease!

At the same time, the instant his palm made contact with the spear’s shaft, the Silver Armored Martial Artist felt an overwhelming, unstoppable power, like a great and famous river, surge into him. BOOM! It rushed through all the Qi Veins in his body.

The Silver Armored Martial Artist cried out in his mind, ’This is bad!’

However, the brutal impact he anticipated never came. After the immense power rushed into his Qi Veins, it caused no savage destruction whatsoever—

On the contrary, the Silver Armored Martial Artist felt as if he were a patch of parched, cracked earth, and the power rushing into him was a torrential downpour that had come to water it.

The raindrops pattered down, scattering heavily throughout his battered body. In an instant, it began to rapidly repair his injuries.

The Silver Armored Martial Artist straightened his back involuntarily. His parched body felt as if it had been blessed by sweet rain, and an exquisite sense of comfort washed over him.

He even let out a soft, blissful sigh.

This terrified the few City Patrol Department Soldiers who had chased after him. His subordinates called out anxiously, "Chief, Chief! What’s wrong?"

They called his name several more times, their voices growing more urgent. Someone even reached out to pull him, and only then did the Silver Armored Martial Artist shudder, snapping back to his senses as if waking from a different life.

The first thing he did upon coming to his senses was spread his arms wide, his Qi Blood erupting from his body and soaring to the sky like a great rainbow.

The subordinates beside him were all thrown back by the force. The Silver Armored Martial Artist threw his head back and let out a long cry, then suddenly shouted, "I understand!"

His subordinates stared in horror, and the nearby citizens couldn’t help but turn their gazes toward him. Everyone felt they had gone a little mad after what they had just witnessed, but it was now clear that there was a vast difference between ’a little mad’ and ’completely insane.’

Could it be that this lord from the City Patrol Department was the ’completely insane’ kind?

The Silver Armored Martial Artist ignored these worldly stares. He simply held his long spear and shouted with excitement, "Young Master Lu is truly worthy of his title as a Celestial Pride! How could we mediocre, worldly folk ever understand the Young Master’s kind intentions? I’ve had an epiphany! Thank you, Young Master, for your lesson! The Spirit Realm Secret Realm must not be entered!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he tossed the long spear into the air.

The spear spun like a dragon of wind. The next moment, the Silver Armored Martial Artist leaped up and landed on it. Together, the man and the spear flew away like a rainbow.