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There was no antagonism arising from winning or losing.
The audience from the White Dragon Clan showed no signs of discouragement.
Instead, they all looked at the blue-clad figure on the stage with admiration.
The Azure Dragon Clan, on the other hand, did not become arrogant or complacent because of their victory.
They spontaneously offered cheers and shouts of encouragement to that equally outstanding white dragon genius.
"Long Sheng! Long Sheng!"
"Long Jian! Long Jian!"
The roar was like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, rising and falling in waves.
They intertwine to form a hymn of praise for the victors and those who, though defeated, still hold honor.
Long Jian and Long Sheng exchanged a glance.
They both saw a smile in each other's eyes.
The two turned around, faced all the audience, and bowed deeply.
Shortly afterward, the awards ceremony officially began.
Long Ying personally stepped down from the high platform.
These two outstanding young members of the dragon race were awarded prizes and medals symbolizing honor.
She walked up to Long Jian, and a rare hint of approval appeared in her deep purple eyes.
"Long Jian, keep it up. The future of the Azure Dragon Clan depends on you."
Long Jian respectfully accepted the medal.
"Thank you very much, Senior Long Ying."
Then she turned to Long Sheng, her cool voice carrying a hint of encouragement.
"Longsheng, don't be discouraged, keep going."
In Long Sheng's eyes, an indomitable flame reignited.
"Don't worry, Saintess Long Ying, I will not be defeated!"
The award ceremony is over.
Long Jian and Long Sheng followed Long Ying and the elders.
They walked together toward the main hall, preparing to pay their respects to the Sword Dragon Clan Chief.
As he walked along the road, Long Jian seemed to suddenly remember something.
"By the way, Senior Long Ying, we met a senior on our way to the competition. He said he wanted to meet you."
Long Ying's steps did not falter at all, and her voice remained cold and clear.
"What about the others?"
Long Jian replied.
"They should still be in the city."
Upon hearing this, an elder from the Azure Dragon Clan immediately spoke up, somewhat displeased.
“Our Holy Maiden Long Ying is not someone anyone can just see whenever they want.”
At this moment, Long Sheng interjected.
"However, that senior looks somewhat familiar, as if I've seen him somewhere before."
Long Ying finally paused for a moment.
"Are they our people?"
Long Jian immediately replied.
"No, he's a senior from the first parallel universe."
"The first parallel universe?"
Long Ying's body stiffened almost imperceptibly.
She stopped.
Seeing this, everyone stopped.
Long Jian said with certainty.
“That’s right, senior. That senior did indeed say he came from the first parallel universe.”
Upon hearing this, another elder stroked his beard and pondered.
"The first parallel universe, isn't that where Senior Xuan Yizi lived in seclusion?"
"Could it be that Senior Xuan Yizi has arrived?"
Long Jian shook his head.
"It shouldn't be Senior Xuan Yizi. I've seen his virtual image before. He's a beastman, while the senior who came is a human."
The elder frowned.
"Humans? I don't remember our dragon race having any contact with the humans of the first parallel universe."
Another elder, however, thought differently.
"However, being able to safely traverse a wormhole from the first parallel universe, their strength must be unfathomable, and they are by no means an ordinary person."
Another elder nodded in agreement.
"Yes, it's time to meet him."
"Long Jian, Long Sheng, after you have met the clan leader, you will come with me."
"Go into the city to find this senior, and be sure not to neglect this distinguished guest."
After discussing it, the group prepared to continue their journey.
Long Ying remained standing still, motionless.
Her body was trembling slightly.
His breathing became rapid.
His chest heaved violently, as if something was trying to break free from it.
It comes from the first parallel universe...
In her entire life, she knew only two people who met this criterion.
One is Xuan Yizi.
But he didn't know her, and she had never had any contact with him.
Long Jian also said it wasn't him.
All that's left is...
That figure, deep in her memory, haunted her dreams for a full 100,000 years.
Countless fragmented images flashed wildly through her mind.
That warm chest that held me in its embrace amidst the bloodshed of the dragon race's civil war.
That gentle, smiling face that saved her father's life in the dead silence of the forest.
That figure who waved gently at me at the moment of parting, making a promise.
"Let's do it 100,000 years from now."
"Then it's a promise, we'll meet again in 100,000 years!"
"I'll miss you, Brother Lin Ci! You must miss me too!"
"Most definitely."
She had waited far too long for this promise.
So long ago, she thought it might just be a childhood dream.
So long that she buried all her longing and emotions deep in her heart.
With coldness and majesty, they built a high wall that no one could cross.
A single, glistening tear.
Uncontrollably, it slipped from her always cold and indifferent purple eyes.
A burning mark was left on her cheek.
You've finally... arrived.
Chapter 59 Meeting
The surrounding air seemed to freeze at that moment.
The warm smiles on the faces of those highly respected Azure Dragon Clan elders froze.
Their gazes, filled with suspicion and uncertainty, focused on Long Ying.
They saw it clearly.
The White Dragon Clan's Holy Maiden, who was known for her coldness and majesty, was trembling slightly uncontrollably.
Something was churning violently in those deep, starry purple eyes, as if it were about to burst forth at any moment.
An elder who was closest hesitated for a moment before cautiously speaking.
"Saintess Long Ying, what...what's wrong with you?"
Long Ying did not answer.
Her breathing became rapid, and her chest heaved violently.
It was as if even the sturdy armor could not restrain that wildly beating heart.