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Chapter 398: Chapter 265: Scythe Requiem (Requesting Monthly Votes!)
 

After dinner.

Golov and his two companions hurried upstairs, eager to read the Supernatural Knowledge and then study their new equipment.

Chen Lun glanced at them and silently chuckled.

Afterward, he left the villa with Floey and came to the backyard garden.

“What do I need to do?”

Floey’s ethereal voice rose softly from behind Chen Lun.

“You don’t need to do anything… Wait for me a moment, and then I will take you into the ‘Immortal Realm,’ where your Promotion Ceremony’s Soul Body is needed.”

Chen Lun said with a light laugh.

Floey nodded and stood quietly to the side.

Chen Lun took out the two pebbles, one black and one white, which were the “Spirit World Stones” he had obtained from Rey.

Upon careful observation, he found that the two stones were actually one set, and when aligned at a certain edge, they could roughly fit together.

This indicated that both stones needed to be used together in order to form a long-distance Teleportation Gate.

He channeled a bit of Supernatural Power into the black pebble, which immediately warmed up, its surface began to crack, releasing a faint blue light from within the cracks.

Chen Lun casually tossed it, and the black Spirit World Stone fell onto the lawn in the backyard.

Whirr!

A doorway-sized swirl of pale blue appeared out of nowhere.

But because the corresponding white Spirit World Stone had not yet been activated, the swirl did not last long, quickly shrinking, and ultimately retracting back into the stone.

‘Good… I’ll bury this stone in the manor, leaving behind a Teleportation Gate. When I need to run somewhere, I can bury the other stone in advance.’

Chen Lun thought.

“What is this?”

Floey asked.

“It’s a long-distance Teleportation Gate… Consider it a backup for the team. Although we plan to leave, if an accident occurs in the meantime, we can use it to teleport away instantly.”

Chen Lun turned around to reply.

Floey nodded, seemingly understanding yet not.

“Alright, now I can take you into the Immortal Realm…”

Chen Lun walked up to Floey and took her hand.

“Mhm.”

Floey showed a slight smile.

Countless green vine phantoms emerged from Chen Lun’s sleeves and intertwined to form the appearance of an ancient book, which began to turn pages on its own.

A flash of white light appeared.

When they came to their senses, they were already inside a wooden hut.

The lighting around was somewhat dim.

From a distance, they could faintly hear the clang of an iron pickaxe.

“This is an underground mine… on the outside, there’s a mining operation going on. All are Lost Souls, but they also have the ability to attack and are not weak,”

Chen Lun spoke to Floey by his side.

“I understand,”

she replied.

“There are too many Lost Souls in this area, which isn’t suitable for your Promotion Ceremony… To avoid accidents, let’s look elsewhere.”

Chen Lun pulled Floey out of the hut and murmured softly:

“Don’t make too much noise, as not to attract their attention.”

Floey silently nodded in acknowledgment.

The mine flickered with the dim light of Dragon Sharpstone, which, despite being dim, was enough to faintly illuminate the contours of the area.

Hundreds of hunched blue Lost Souls wielded pickaxes, striking at the Crystal Stones on the mine walls.

Floey detected the Energy emanating from the surrounding ores, somewhat surprised.

“Are the Black Crystal Ores you gave me from here?”

“Yes… This place is a treasure trove, wouldn’t you say?”

Chen Lun said with a smile.

He wrapped his arm around Floey’s slender waist; she let out a slight yelp of surprise.

“Shush.”

Chen Lun whispered.

Immediately after, two pairs of kaleidoscopic Scaled Wings appeared on his back; he picked up Floey in a princess carry, lifting them both into the air.

Floey’s cheeks reddened, but the dim lighting hid her blush.

She gently rested on Chen Lun’s chest, feeling the breeze while flying, her mood joyous.

Chen Lun flew close to the mine’s ceiling, gliding past the myriad of silently mining Lost Souls, and returned to the previous mining area.

After landing, Floey whispered a thank you, then straightened her slightly wrinkled black dress.

Chen Lun personally tucked a strand of her hair behind her fair ear.

Then he led her to another tunnel.

After searching for nearly ten minutes, he finally found a suitable number of Lost Souls in another mine.

Over twenty Lost Souls of the moonless folk were mining in a corner of the mine.

Chen Lun stood on high ground, looking down at them with a smile.

“This is the place… The number is just right.”

“Okay.”

Floey trusted Chen Lun completely and took out the Supernatural materials needed for the ritual setup.

Before this, she had gone over the details of the ceremony dozens of times in her mind and was quite familiar with it.

Floey held a pink stone and drew a complex and profound ritual pattern on the uneven ground, then lit ten white candles made from refined Supernatural oil, placing each in the corresponding position.

She then asked Chen Lun to use Supernatural Flame to melt the Spirit Silver, the scorching droplets merging with Sunset Daisy dew, casting a strange silver-white light mist.

With Chen Lun’s knowledge of Mystery Studies, he could roughly tell that the ritual was connected to some ceremony related to the Moon.

The mist enveloped Floey, seemingly providing her some sort of insight enhancement to help her assimilate the Sequence Seven Supernatural Knowledge and hidden Strength within it.

The burning of the candles would continuously provide Floey with a mystical atmosphere to maintain focus.

Once the candles were extinguished, the ceremony would be considered interrupted and failed.

According to Floey, she must defeat ten Soul Bodies using the “Executioner’s” Soul Slash ability before the candles burnt out.

“I’m ready.”

Floey awoke from her meditation, looking up slightly.

“Hmm, let’s go… I’ll block most of the Lost Souls for you. That way, each time you’ll only have to face one or two.”

Chen Lun took Floey’s hand and leapt from the heights into the mine pit.

Boom!

The pair landed on the ground, shattering the surrounding several meters of rock.

“Be careful, they can transform into the forms of werewolf wraiths.”

He warned.

Floey grunted in acknowledgment, and then with a spread of her hand, numerous black-purple vines burst forth from the ground, intertwined and twisted into a sharp, black Great Scythe.

Her golden hair moved on its own without any wind, fluttering upward as she held the scythe upside down in her pale hand, standing beside Chen Lun.

Chen Lun silently praised her in his mind.

At the same time, he also shifted into his usual state.

Eight White Pythons burst forth from behind him, and the Silver Staff clicked into the form of a Serpent Sword.

Hearing the noise, more than twenty hunched, ghastly blue wraiths stopped their work and let out strange howls as they rushed toward Chen Lun and his companion.

“Without my permission, you’re not allowed to go there…”

Chen Lun grinned, the Serpent Sword extended several meters in a sweeping strike, and a swath of orange Supernatural Flame blazed, enveloping most of the wraiths in its grasp.

Swoosh—Boom!

Four or five wraiths erupted in flames, howling in agony.

Only two charged towards Floey.

Floey looked surprised; she seemed to have never seen this form of Chen Lun before, but she could clearly sense the strong aura emanating from him.

At the same time, a sense of security surged in her heart.

Floey raised her hand and grabbed.

Countless black vines shot from the ground, stabbing like long spears through the bodies of the two wraiths.

Logically, such physical attacks are ineffective against their spiritual bodies, but the plant attacks spurred by the Sun-avoiding Potted Plant contained a strong force of the Moon’s Power.

The two wraiths, pierced through by the vine-spears, were trapped in place, unable to move, as if they had sustained terrible injuries, and they began howling in pain.

They attempted to morph into werewolf forms, but the next second,

Floey stepped forward, and with a strong swing of her Great Scythe, a black blade light flashed, instantly erasing the heads of the two spectral entities.

Their bodies stiffened, as if they were paused mid-motion.

The Soul Slash directly annihilated the energy of the wraiths, a power that restrained them the most!

With a boom, they dissipated into ghostly blue smoke and vanished.

“Well done.”

Chen Lun praised.

Fighting ten or twenty spectral entities on his own, he was completely in control; upon observing this, he once again released two, allowing them to escape his attack range.

Floey, tacitly in sync, manipulated the vines to strike at them.

The black-purple vines burst forth once more, acting like long whips as they thrashed the two wraiths, then seizing the opportunity to penetrate and entangle, binding them.

She moved forward again, wielding her Great Scythe to harvest.

Their teamwork was impeccable, and before long, they had slain almost half the wraiths in this area of the mine.

It seemed they had reached a critical point.

Suddenly, Floey stopped her actions.

Two wraiths rushed at her, but with a boom, they were repelled by a wall of intertwining vines, pushed back several meters.

The black vines withdrew into the ground, then surged from behind the two wraiths, like a wave crashing over them, forcefully smashing them right in front of Floey.

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Whiz—!

Floey gracefully spun around, her black great scythe cutting a circle through the air, annihilating two lost souls.

The entire set of movements flowed like drifting clouds and flowing water, revealing Floey’s battle talent was also exceptionally high.

Her pale golden hair fluttered as the power of moonlight began to surge from her body.

Seeing this scene, Chen Lun’s eyes brightened.

‘The ceremony is complete…’ he thought.

He turned his head, looking at the remaining lost souls, and chuckled softly.

“You can all go to die now,” he said.

Although he needed them to mine for him, ensuring Floey’s promotion was now more important.

So Chen Lun directly wielded the Ultimate Sword Youlan, going all out.

He charged into the pile of lost souls, facing several that had already transformed into werewolves, and swung his sword swiftly.

The purple sword light, shaped like a sphere, was a touch of death, annihilating upon contact.

The remaining lost souls were like chunks of meat thrown into a meat grinder, torn into pieces by the purple sword light in an instant, dissipating into a ghostly blue smoke.

The mine fell into silence.

Chen Lun exited his normal state and, holding the silver staff, came to Floey’s side.

Her great scythe had vanished, her hands now joined in prayer, making a specific gesture of supplication as moonlight, from the immaterial, shone down, illuminating a one-meter radius around her.

The ritual array above her head was still in place, with ten candles burning still.

Before long,

Floey’s flowing hair gently settled, and the power within her began to quiet down.

Chen Lun knew that she had completed her promotion.

“Floey, congratulations, you have now become a Mid Sequence Transcendent…” he said.

His eyes churned with mist, as he saw Floey’s panel information through Peek Life.

He was inwardly astonished.

‘Just stepping into Sequence Seven, her attributes are comparable to those of seasoned individuals of the same sequence… With the power of the Sun-avoiding Potted Plant, her combat ability should be able to match up with that of an ordinary Sequence Six, right?’

In the Circus, only Noah and Floey were capable of such feats.

Because in the predetermined sequence of the world, they were characters at the level of bosses.

Even if they had not yet fully grown, they possessed elite templates, naturally having a higher starting point than other Transcendents.

At the same time, Chen Lun also discovered that Floey had somehow received a Blessing from the Moon Goddess.

It was similar to his own “Moonlight Refuge (Blessing).”

The difference was that Floey’s was one level higher than his own, which made Chen Lun even more certain that there was some kind of connection between her and the Moon Goddess, or rather, the Lady of Silence.

Noah also bore the blessing of the Witch Majesty.

So it was no wonder that not only were their potentials immense, but they were also, in a sense, “related parties”—how could they not be strong?

“Thank you,” Floey replied, showing a charming smile, and slowly stepped in front of Chen Lun.

She gently placed her hand on Chen Lun’s chest, then tentatively leaned her head on his shoulder.

Chen Lun was initially taken aback, but then he did not refuse, wrapping his arm around her in return.

“You’re welcome,” he said.

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