northernbook Chapter 222 Secret Path of Space
Chapter 222 Secret Path of Space
In the human world, in City B of China, the Lanling family.
Monet's figure stumbled out from a silently torn space crack.
At this moment, he had no time to tidy up his appearance. He almost walked without touching the ground, turning into a stream of purple light and passing through the corridor of Lanling's house.
The target was directly aimed at the garden where Lanling Pool was located - "Jingyi Garden".
In Jingyi Garden.
The scenery in the garden is elegant, with flowing water under a small bridge, exquisite rockery, and a koi pond with sparkling water.
In the center of the garden is a bamboo and wooden pavilion with transparent walls and hanging gauze curtains.
At this moment, Lanling Chi was lazily leaning on the soft couch in the pavilion.
In his hand, he held a thick book with an ancient flavor - "Study of the Deep Sea Survivors".
His eyes were somewhat vague, and it was obvious that he was not really looking into it.
Ever since he forcefully rejected Prince Waksha last time and thus angered his great-grandfather Lanling Gong, he has been completely confined here.
The mobile phone was confiscated and contact with the outside world was almost cut off.
Daily activities are limited to Lanling Prefecture.
He always stayed in his own garden. Apart from reading, he would tend to the pots of precious white orchids in the corner of the pavilion, or stare at the koi pond.
Recently, he has read a large number of ancient books about mermaids, trying to find more clues about Yang Xining and Ye Wuhen, as a consolation.
A breeze blew by, bringing with it the faint fragrance of the white orchids by the pond.
Lan Ling Chi yawned, his long eyelashes drooping, and he was about to fall asleep in this boring afternoon...
call out--!
A gust of wind blows!
"Who?!" Lanling Chi woke up instantly.
The lazy look was swept away, and after seeing the person clearly in his deep black eyes,
"Monet," Lan Lingchi stretched lazily. "You're back? Did you report to Great Grandfather?"
"Master!" Monet blurted out upon seeing Lan Lingchi, "On my way back from completing a mission in the Demon Realm, I spotted Miss Yang Xining on the edge of the Waksha Territory!"
"What?!" Lan Lingchi was struck by lightning, and all sleepiness disappeared. As if he hadn't heard clearly, he stood up subconsciously: "Who are you talking about?! Xining?! How could she be in the Demon Realm?!"
"Absolutely true!" Monet said firmly, his eyes fixed on Lanlingchi. "I saw it with my own eyes! But... she's in an extremely dangerous situation!"
Monet spoke at a rapid pace, telling everything he had seen and heard.
"Killing Prince Serie... the entire demon world is hunting him down..." Lanling Chi murmured.
Then, his tall body swayed slightly and he sat down again.
Xining, was actually trapped alone in the center of the most terrifying vortex in the demon world?!
He suddenly grabbed Monet's shoulders with such force that Monet groaned, "Where is she?! Tell me exactly where she is! I want to save her!"
Monet felt the young master's nearly uncontrollable power and the red blood surging in his eyes. He was awed, but he still maintained the last bit of rationality: "Young master, please be rational! This is why I rushed back. Now all roads leading to the Demon Realm are blocked."
He quickly added, "And it was an order from the Great Demon Lord."
Lan Lingchi scratched his head: "Then what should I do? If Xining stays in the Demon Realm for a moment longer, her life or death is in jeopardy. No, I must go save her!!"
"Master," Monet was horrified and stopped him firmly, "If you rush over now, you won't be able to bring Miss Yang back. I've got an idea! You just need to ask the old patriarch for help! Only the old patriarch! Only his secret spatial path can reach the core of the demon world in an instant! Only then can he save Miss Yang!!"
Jingsi Pavilion.
At this time, an old man and a young man were playing chess.
At one end of the chessboard, an old man with white hair and beard, a gaunt face, and dressed in a Tang suit sat cross-legged. He was Lanling Gong, the Dinghaishenzhen of the Lanling family and the contractor of the Great Demon King.
His crystal-like eyes were lowered, reflecting the chessboard, and he was twirling a white piece between his fingers, looking calm and composed.
At the other end sat a young girl, about sixteen or seventeen, with a delicate face and a pair of bright and cunning almond-shaped eyes.
At this moment, he was biting his lower lip, staring at the chessboard intently, holding a black piece in his fingers, undecided.
"Grandpa, this move of yours is too cruel, isn't it? Yuan'er's foal is about to fly away!" Lanling Yuan pouted and complained in a sweet and naive way.
Lan Linggong had a faint smile on his face and was about to give some advice to his great-granddaughter who was the most capable of playing tricks.
Then I saw a black figure rushing in like a cannonball!
It scared the two of them.
"Chi'er, why are you so reckless? How disrespectful!"
Lanling Chi kowtowed heavily to Lanling Gong with a plop, "Please, Grandfather, save my friend."
Lan Linggong raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's going on?"
Lanling Chi suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart and repeated the news brought by Monet as quickly and concisely as possible.
It especially emphasizes Yang Xining's desperate situation in the demon world and the urgency of time.
"...Grandfather! I beg you! Use the family's secret spatial path and send me to the demonic realm immediately! I must save her! If it's too late...it will be too late!"
Lan Linggong frowned upon hearing this, his aged fingers tapping lightly on the armrest. After a moment's contemplation, he slowly spoke, "Chi'er, do you know what it means to enter the demonic realm without permission, especially during this sensitive period?"
Lan Lingchi looked up, his eyes full of determination: "Grandson understands, but Xining is my friend, I can't just sit back and watch. Please grant me your blessing, Grandfather!"
Lan Linggong's gaze grew profound, as if he could see beyond time and space. "This matter is of grave importance. It concerns the balance between the demonic world and the human world. If mishandled, it could trigger a war between the two realms. But..." He changed the subject, "If it's true, as you say, that this woman can single-handedly fight against the demonic world, there may be some unknown secret behind her."
Lan Lingyuan was listening at the side, fascinated, and muttered to himself: Who on earth is this Yang Xining? He could actually kill the prince of the demon world and make his usually calm and composed third brother lose his composure like this.
"Forget it," Lan Linggong finally sighed, stood up, and looked at him with a sharp gaze. "I will make an exception and take you to the Demon Realm. But, there is one condition."
Lan Ling Chi's eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope, and he said anxiously, "Grandpa, please tell me! No matter what the conditions are, I will agree to them!"
"You must promise me that after I pass away, you will inherit the position of Herald Master and lead the Lanling Family, protecting the family foundation and maintaining the spatial balance between the human world and the demon world. Do you promise?"
Herald!
Lan Ling Chi suddenly raised his head, his eyes no longer showing any hesitation. "Yes, as long as you can rescue my friend. I, Lan Ling Chi, hereby swear! I am willing to accept the position of 'Herald Envoy'! Please, Grandfather... cast the spell immediately!"
A hint of subtle cunning finally flashed across Lan Linggong's crystal-like eyes.
Finally, this brat was willing to take over his position.
"it is good!"