abnabooks Chapter 2353 Abolish the Old and Establish the New
Chapter 2353 Abolish the Old and Establish the New
Chapter 2353 Abolish the Old and Establish the New
When Aunt Zhu arrived at He Lingchuan's side, she suddenly realized:
"Oh, flowers!"
He Lingchuan was now squatting beside the huge stone dragon's head. Two flowers were peeking out of the dragon's mouth, vivid, bright red little flowers swaying in the wind.
Yes, they saw the two flowers as soon as they entered the secret realm, but even He Lingchuan only glanced at them and didn't pay much attention to them.
In this world made up of ruins and yellow sand, these two little flowers blend so well with the background, their poignant beauty highlighting the desolation, yet making people overlook that they are the only life in this wasteland!
Dong Rui also arrived and looked down to identify:
"This looks like a dragon's blood flower. It used to only exist in ancient books. This is the first time I've ever seen it in person."
"I am foolish and dull-witted, but I only now understand the profound meaning behind Lord Zhong's entrustment of this sword." He Lingchuan knelt on one knee, solemnly planting the Floating Life Sword into the ground in front of the dragon's head, his hand resting on the hilt:
"Please let go. From now on, I'll be here."
These twelve characters, weighing a ton, swirled and amplified in the South Gate Square with the whirlwind, like an echo in an empty valley.
It can be heard in every corner of the city.
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint sigh echoed in the air, a sigh that was both gratifying and lonely.
When Dong Rui tried to listen more closely, all he could hear was the sound of the wind.
But then he watched as the two small flowers transformed into two thin, wispy red lights, which pierced into the Floating Life Blade that was right in front of him.
Aunt Zhu suddenly realized: "So the last wisp of Zhong Shengguang's consciousness is still inside the dragon's head. No wonder you couldn't take over the job when you went to his grave."
“No, what Lord Zhong left behind was not consciousness, but will.” He Lingchuan stared at the hilt of the sword. The two characters “Floating Life” engraved on the blade had also been stained a blood-red hue.
"When he first gave me the knife, he was testing me, but at that time I was not up to the responsibility." He Lingchuan had just transmigrated and was still clueless, so how could Zhong Shengguang entrust him with the most important secret in the world? "Until now."
This is the resonance of He Lingchuan's will and Zhong Shengguang's will, and also the resonance of the will of the later generation and the older generation.
We share the same ideals, work together, and remain steadfast in our commitment.
Now, Zhong Shengguang can finally relax and truly hand over this important responsibility to his successor.
He Lingchuan sighed: "Actually, I should have taken over a long time ago. He waited too long, which gave the Heavenly Demon an opportunity to take advantage of the situation."
Although he had benefited from Dafanghu's help and enjoyed many advantages from the Panlong World, his relationship with Dafanghu was never as close as that between Zhong Shengguang and Dafanghu back then.
Regarding the Great Pot and the Panlong Secret Realm, he has not yet fulfilled his due responsibilities.
Fortunately, it's not too late.
He reached out and pulled out the Floating Life Blade. A flash of crimson appeared on the blade, followed by a "hum" that sounded like a dragon's roar.
He Lingchuan closed his eyes, as if communicating with the treasured sword.
After a while, he opened his eyes and stood up.
Dong Rui asked impatiently, "How? How?"
He Lingchuan held the knife in his right hand and made a slight upward gesture with his left palm towards the stone dragon statue on the ground. A miraculous scene then unfolded:
The shattered stone carvings on the ground suddenly began to roll, connecting and sticking together seamlessly. Once pieced together, the seams were invisible, as if they had been created by nature.
In just over twenty breaths, the stone dragon was pieced back together as before. It seemed to possess the flexibility of a real dragon, coiling its body effortlessly, and raising its enormous head higher and higher, its eyes fixed on He Lingchuan.
"Go on," He Lingchuan pointed to the south city wall, "be your guardian beast again."
This black dragon statue was originally the guardian beast of Panlong City. However, when He family father and son, Sun Fuping and others first entered, Zhong Shengguang attached his will to it.
After Zhong Shengguang's will faded, the black dragon statue remained the same guardian beast.
Upon receiving the order, the stone dragon turned around and swam around, climbing up the wall with a majestic and imposing manner!
Dong Rui then asked, "You can control the Panlong Secret Realm now?"
He Lingchuan nodded: "Lord Zhong has already handed over control of the secret realm to me."
Aunt Zhu rubbed her hands together and said happily, "Then you can modify it at will?"
Dong Rui grinned and said, "Now that you've become the master of the secret realm, if Mother Earth dares to come in, wouldn't she just be offering herself up as food?"
The ghost city outside will soon be attacking. Now that He Lingchuan has gained control of the Panlong Secret Realm, his chances of survival, no, his chances of winning, have greatly increased.
He Lingchuan couldn't help but roll his eyes: "If only it were that simple. I could take over the Panlong Secret Realm left behind by Lord Zhong, but its disconnect from the Great Square Pot wouldn't change, nor would its demise, unless—"
"Unless?" Dong Rui hated hearing those two words right now.
He Lingchuan sighed: "Unless I also swear an oath to the Great Square Pot to re-establish the connection between the Panlong Ruins and the Great Square Pot, the bond after the reconstruction should be quite solid."
“The cost of modifying and maintaining the secret realm is enormous, and Lord Zhong didn’t have much left to begin with.” He Lingchuan was also thinking, “If I can forge a new alliance with the Great Square Pot, perhaps I can borrow power from it. Then, the crisis in the Panlong Wasteland will be resolved.”
Over the past decade or so, the Great Square Pot has developed astonishingly, to the point that even He Lingchuan couldn't fathom its true extent of power. Maintaining the operation of the Panlong Secret Realm, or even lending it enough power to fight enemies, should be a piece of cake for the pot.
"You've decided to follow in Zhong Shengguang's footsteps and form a contract with the Great Square Pot?" Aunt Zhu asked worriedly. "It doesn't sound like a good thing."
“As the new controller of the Panlong Secret Realm, I have just learned a lot of inside information,” He Lingchuan said seriously. “Just as I said, the secret realm left by Commander Zhong cannot last long. If I want to consolidate the connection between the Panlong Ruins and the Great Square Pot, I must rebuild the secret realm—a secret realm that belongs exclusively to me—to solve this problem at its root.”
Dong Rui asked curiously, "We must rebuild it? What about this secret realm we're in now?"
“As I begin the reconstruction, it will collapse! This is called discarding the old and establishing the new.” Although he was extremely reluctant, He Lingchuan understood one principle: out with the old, in with the new.
"However, there is one thing: we now face a powerful enemy outside. Once Commander Zhong's secret realm collapses, the power protecting the Panlong Wasteland will immediately disappear, which means—"
Aunt Zhu immediately chimed in, "The Earth Mother will notice!"
"Huh?" Dong Rui scratched his head. "Wait, how long will it take you to rebuild the secret realm?"
"It's about twelve hours." Actually, what He Lingchuan wanted to say was at least twelve hours.
Both of them were stunned: "So long?!"
He Lingchuan was also anxious, but he knew that this matter could not be rushed: "Back then, it took Lord Zhong a full three days."
In real history, on the third day after the destruction of Panlong City, strong winds rose and three corpse worms emerged, turning the entire wasteland into a desert, where no living person could approach.
(End of this chapter)