Long Haochen said, “Whether it’s Blue Rain, Light’s Lotus, or Aria of the Goddess of Light, they don’t seem too willing to enter the Eternal Melody. I can’t just leave them here, can I?”

Yating chuckled and said, “When they’re absorbing the extraterrestrial meteorite, will they even care whether they’re willing or not? That’s hard to say. Besides, who said they have to be stored in the Eternal Melody? Does the Eternal Melody have the ability to nurture?”

Long Haochen’s heart stirred. That’s right! The extraterrestrial meteorite contains unusual metallic components, which might shield the two divine swords from their unwillingness to enter the Eternal Melody. Even if they still refuse, he could ask Grandpa Yang for help and have them temporarily stored in the Knight Temple’s treasury. After all, no one but him can use these two divine swords.

After the previous meditation, his cultivation had fully recovered. With a flash of light, Yating presented Blue Rain and Light’s Lotus to Long Haochen.

Long Haochen took the heavy sword, which had become increasingly powerful through continuous evolution, and gently poured light element into it. Golden and blue light rose almost simultaneously, instantly elevating it to the state of a holy sword.

A slight hum sounded, and the Ripple of Light activated. Long Haochen gradually entered a state of sword-heart communion. His sword intent became restrained, and Blue Rain and Light’s Lotus began to emit a pure, almost transparent white light.

“Poof!” The divine sword pointed forward, instantly piercing through, all the way to the hilt. Although the extraterrestrial meteorite was hard, it was just an object after all. In the face of Long Haochen’s powerful eighth-tier spiritual power and the sharpness of Blue Rain and Light’s Lotus, it shattered instantly.

Repeating the same method, Aria of the Goddess of Light also pierced into the meteorite from the other direction. Long Haochen held one sword hilt in each hand, silently feeling the changes in the two divine swords.

Vaguely, both divine swords seemed to be heating up. Long Haochen couldn’t feel anything else.

“Don’t worry, Master, my intuition is never wrong,” Yating said, opening her arms in an embracing gesture. The six wings on her back lit up, and soft white light floated out, enveloping the extraterrestrial meteorite. A huge illusory cauldron could vaguely be seen behind Yating.

With a flash of light, the extraterrestrial meteorite disappeared into the white light she released.

Yating’s face paled slightly. “Master, I can’t help you for a while. I need to fully activate the nurturing ability that the Saintly Spiritual Stove gives me to stimulate these two swords to absorb the extraterrestrial meteorite.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she transformed into a golden light and instantly merged into Long Haochen’s body, disappearing from sight.

Morning.

Long Haochen got up early and went directly to Yang Haohan’s office, located on the top floor of the Knight Temple’s main hall, to wait. Today, he wore a white combat suit, and his golden hair was draped over his shoulders. It was the simplest attire possible, but just standing there, Long Haochen possessed a unique aura that drew attention, regardless of what he wore.

The clear light, whoever saw his pure, untainted eyes, and felt the clear light element fluctuations around his body, would be unconsciously attracted to him.

He had come so early to wait, not because Long Haochen was eager to obtain the Adamantine Foundation Battle Armor, but because he was eager to start the ten million merit task as soon as possible. That was a whole ten million merits! He didn’t know how many demons would become sacrifices in his hands. Moreover, it would take time. If he wanted to reunite with his companions and Cai’er as soon as possible, he had to complete this task as quickly as possible.

Yang Haohan didn’t make Long Haochen wait too long. Although the demons’ attacks had weakened significantly compared to before, he, as the殿主 (Diànzhǔ – Temple Master) of the Knight Temple, had many things to deal with.

In this holy war, Yang Haohan and Long Tianyin had a very clear division of labor. Yang Haohan was responsible for logistics, supplies, troop deployment, and treating the wounded, while Long Tianyin was only responsible for leading the Knight Temple’s strongmen in the front-line battles.

If Long Xingyu were here, it would be more appropriate for him to do this with his status as a Punisher Knight. Unfortunately, the only Punisher Knight among the Three Divine Seal Knights had disappeared, and naturally someone had to take over his task. Long Tianyin had no choice. After all, Yang Haohan was still the盟主 (Méngzhǔ – Alliance Leader) of the Temple Alliance and had many alliance affairs to handle.

“You came so early?” Yang Haohan saw Long Haochen waiting at the door, and a smile appeared on his face. “Come in with me.” As he spoke, he pushed open the door and walked into the office.

Long Haochen respectfully saluted Yang Haohan before following him inside.

Yang Haohan pointed to the sofa beside him, signaling Long Haochen to sit down.

Long Haochen shook his head and said, “Grandpa Yang, I won’t sit down. Please check my merit value so I can start the next task.”

Yang Haohan smiled slightly and said, “You’re so anxious. Haochen, do you feel like you resent your grandpa in your heart?”

Long Haochen was stunned for a moment, but he didn’t say anything. In his heart, he didn’t know whether he resented him or not, but he couldn’t generate any feelings of kinship towards his grandpa. After all, he was different now than when he met Long Xingyu back then.

When he met his father, he was still young, less than ten years old. It could be said that Long Xingyu appeared at the most important moment of his growth and taught and accompanied him with all his strength for more than two years. The father-son relationship was established.

But Long Tianyin was a completely different situation. When Long Haochen met his grandpa, he had been fighting to the death on the battlefield against the demons for many years. He didn’t know how many difficulties, how much training, and how many times he had lingered on the edge of life and death. But where was his grandpa? From childhood to adulthood, he had never even seen his grandpa’s face. Just as Long Tianyin himself said, he was by no means a qualified grandpa. Although Long Haochen didn’t resent him, it wasn’t so easy to generate a sense of intimacy in his heart.

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Yang Haohan sighed and said, “It’s all the fault of war! Child, don’t blame your grandpa. Actually, he’s also involuntarily. Maybe you don’t know, even the relationship between your father and your grandpa is very bad, because of the rules of your Long family. Your Long family ancestors swore that the Long family’s descendants could not enjoy power until the demons were destroyed. Neither your grandpa nor your father could change this. Taking a step back, have you ever thought about how heavy the responsibility is on your grandpa’s shoulders as one of the Knight Temple’s Three Divine Seal Knights? It’s only been a dozen years since your father became a Divine Seal Knight. Before that, only your grandpa and I were Divine Seals, and I had to focus more on the entire Alliance. It can be said that the Knight Temple’s main hall is entirely supported by your grandpa. Here, your grandpa’s prestige is much higher than mine. As a Divine Seal Knight, there are too many things to shoulder. He simply can’t take care of family affection. Back then, your grandma died in battle at Yulong Pass. But your grandpa ascended the city walls of Yulong Pass again after guarding her spirit for only one day. From that time on, I’ve never seen your grandpa smile.”

“As a man, not expressing his emotions doesn’t mean he doesn’t have rich feelings. Your grandpa is also very bitter. I know that it’s very difficult for you to accept him suddenly. I just hope you can understand him. Your grandpa has dedicated his entire life to our Knight Temple. He’s a true hero, and as a hero, he has paid things that ordinary people cannot imagine. You should be proud and proud to have such a grandpa, not blame him, do you understand?”

Long Haochen silently listened to Yang Haohan’s words and slowly nodded. “Grandpa Yang, I understand everything you said, so I don’t blame Grandpa. But his appearance is too sudden for me. My father never told me about Grandpa before, I need time. Can you give me some time?”

Yang Haohan smiled slightly and said, “Of course, as long as you don’t blame him in your heart, this is a matter between you and your grandpa. Your grandpa is your direct superior in this war. You’ll soon know how heroic he is on the battlefield. With him on the city walls of Yulong Pass, even the Death Demon God Samigina doesn’t dare to easily attack the city walls.”

Long Haochen said, “Grandpa Yang, then please record my merit value.” As he spoke, he stretched out his arm, which was branded with the merit token.

Yang Haohan nodded, took out a small spiritual tool, and recorded it. When he saw the number displayed on it, he couldn’t help but be stunned.

The merit value stored in Long Haochen’s merit token was as high as seven digits, exceeding one million.

“You, how do you have so many merits?” Yang Haohan said in surprise.

Long Haochen smiled slightly and said, “Don’t forget, I killed the Snake Demon God Andromalius! Moreover, the demons killed by Haoyue and Yating will also be counted towards my merits. However, I have an opinion to raise to you. As the first demon hunter to destroy a demon god pillar, this merit wasn’t counted in my combat merits. I request the Alliance to grant it. It’s not too much to ask you for a few million merits, right? It’s best if it’s also counted within my ten million merit total.”

Yang Haohan said angrily, “Are you trying to take advantage of me?”

Long Haochen said, “Grandpa Yang, this can’t be considered taking advantage, right?”

Looking at his pitiful eyes, Yang Haohan shook his head helplessly and said, “Alright, the Alliance has already discussed this. You guys destroyed the demon god pillars, which is a great achievement for the Alliance, but there’s no merit reward.”

“Ah? Why?” Long Haochen said in surprise.

Yang Haohan smiled and said, “If you really want merits, it’s okay to give you two or three million. Of course, it can’t be counted towards your ten million merit task. However, the reward the Alliance originally planned to give you will be gone.”

(To be continued)

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