韩国一级高清理论片2020

Chapter 1067: Song Of The Fireplume Tribe

Ever since people had started stepping foot in Evernight City, the Daynight Feast had actually begun.

Everbright City and Night Watch Pagoda were both a part of the Daynight Feast.

After the events of the Night Watch Pagoda, it was time for people to change locations.

The next stop was the Night Library, which contained countless battle techniques and arts. They had all been placed there by the Daynight clan, and there were also books containing fantastic stories. Everything in the library was available for the guests to peruse, and delicacies and fine liquor had also been provided to complete the atmosphere. The event most worthy of mentioning at each Daynight Feast was where the host advised the guests within the Night Library. During this time, the invited cultivators could ask the host any questions concerning any battle techniques that they did not understand. This also served to draw attention to the Daynight clan’s youths and give them the impression of being leaders of their generation.

Each time the event was held, many people would gather underneath the radiance of the leading members of the Daynight clan, and this had always been the case.

This was the essence of the Daynight Feast, as the Daynight clan hoped to recruit quite a few elite youths through these efforts during the Daynight Feast.

Lu Yin had shown his strength at the Night Watch Pagoda, but even so, not many bothered with him in the library. He had offended the Daynight clan too severely, and before circumstances became clearer, nobody would be willing to show him any friendliness.

Quite a few had assumed that he would not leave Daynight Flowzone alive.

Lu Yin was somewhat interested in the Night Library, as the Daynight clan’s countless years of history was no exaggeration. Even if their territory had been invaded by the Sixth Mainland, Nightking Planet had not been reached by the invaders.

The Night Library contained more than ten million manuscripts, which also meant that there were over ten million battle techniques, arts, and records of fantastic events. Although this might not be the best available material, the sheer number was still enough to terrify many people.

The Night Library was massive, and even with everyone shuttling about, there was no sensation of it being crowded.

There, Lu Yin ran into Feng Shang, who had once been the student leader of Astral-8.

Feng Shang looked at Lu Yin as though they were strangers despite the two having had a pretty decent relationship in the past.

“Who would have guessed that you would change so much over these last few years,” Feng Shang marveled.

Lu Yin replied, “I was forced to, so it’s perfectly normal.”

Feng Shang sighed. “Even after so many years, the Outerverse has never been unified before. You should already be aware of the reason behind that, so be careful.”

“What might the Feng family’s thoughts on the matter be?” Lu Yin asked.

Feng Shang shook his head. “Tempest Flowzone is just a small flowzone, and we don’t concern ourselves much with such monumental matters. You should keep an eye out for the eight great flowzones.”

“Thank you,” Lu Yin said.

Feng Shang left, and next, Lu Yin ran into Wen Qian’er.

He was not very familiar with Wen Qian’er, as he had not really interacted with her. However, Wen Qian’er had a decent relationship with Xi Yue, as they had survived through a disaster on Planet Pyrolyte.

“Brother Lu, I support you!” Wen Qian’er encouraged.

Lu Yin was amused. “Wen Sansi isn’t here?”

Wen Qian’er shook her head. “I don’t know.”

“Do you know Wen Zhaocheng?” Lu Yin asked.

Wen Qian’er felt that this question was rather strange. “How does Brother Lu know about our Elder?”

“Just a coincidence.” Lu Yin did not elaborate any further. In the past, the Xun family had demanded a gun from Lu Yin, and when that gun had shattered from overuse, a piece of hide had fallen out. Written on that hide was a list of names, which were the people whom the Xun family could cooperate with. In other words, the family was colluding with the Technocracy, and the Technocracy had sent them this information. All of the people on this list were traitors to the Human Domain, and Wen Zhaocheng’s name had been on that list.

“Elder has been in seclusion from the family, and he hasn’t emerged for centuries. Does Brother Lu know him?” Wen Qian’er asked, as she was feeling quite puzzled. Lu Yin should not have heard of Wen Zhaocheng before, as not even she had met this elder. In fact, she had only ever heard of him once, and even her family did not have many members who knew the elder.

Lu Yin did not explain himself, and his eyes swept past Wen Qian’er and over to Starsibyl.

“Brother Lu, we meet again.” Starsibyl smiled.

Wen Qian’er pursed her lips and moved on.

Lu Yin stared at Starsibyl, his expression clouded. “Who would have guessed that you would actually support Nightking Zhenwu.”

Starsibyl smiled. “He seized control of the Champions\' Stage, and he will receive an inheritance from the Astral Tower, which means that he will become one of the Cosmic Five. At that time, he will command the Daynight clan, and even the entire Daynight Flowzone. Why would I not help him?”

Lu Yin said, “Everyone has their own ambitions.”

He then traded glances with Starsibyl. “The Starsibyl Sect claims to be able to divine the past and the future. If that’s the case, then have you calculated Nightking Zhenwu’s future?”

“Of course, that’s why I’m helping him,” Starsibyl replied confidently.

Lu Yin’s eyes flashed.

“Seventh Bro, this cheap woman is just trying to intimidate you! Don’t get scared! In this part of the universe, no one aside from Teacher Skymender can actually predict the future,” the Ghost Monkey shouted.

Lu Yin turned to leave, as he did not have much to say to this woman. The Starsibyl Sect felt like a supernatural existence, but if that was actually true, then there would be no such thing as the Top 100 Rankings. Their objective seemed to be to incite competition among the younger generation, and Starsibyl might appear to be helping Nightking Zhenwu. However, nobody knew her true thoughts.

Anyway, Lu Yin did not believe that this woman would really help just one person.

People like Starsibyl were the most adept at putting on pretenses.

Some distance away, Nightking Zhenwu was helping a youth by explaining a battle technique. The youth looked utterly amazed, and he repeatedly bowed to Nightking Zhenwu. “Thank you, Arbiter Zhenwu. Thank you!”

Nightking Zhenwu nodded calmly.

Before long, another person approached him to receive his assistance.

The Ten Arbiters stood at the pinnacle of their generation, and only during the Daynight Feast, especially since he was the host, would Arbiter Zhenwu appear.

Such an opportunity was more of a dream than a possibility to many people.

Although Nightking Zhenwu was helping guide people by clearing away their doubts, his attention never left Lu Yin.

Lu Yin continued to browse through the various battle techniques when Ling Que walked over. “What did Starsibyl say to you just now?”

Lu Yin casually replied, “Nothing much.”

“I don’t believe you. You didn’t ask her if she’s been taken by Nightking Zhenwu?” Ling Que winked.

Lu Yin pursed his lips.

Casanova also approached them. “Brother Lu, I heard that you returned a page of True Insight.”

Lu Yin nodded.

Ling Que became upset, and he looked at Casanova. “Bro, first come first served! Don’t you know this? I’m still talking with Brother Lu, so just wait for your turn.”

Casanova stared at Ling Que. “Are there any pretty sisters in your family?”

Ling Que blinked. “Yes, why?”

“If you introduce them to me, then I won’t beat you,” Casanova offered. Such a response was logical to him.

Lu Yin’s brows rose, as his first thought had been of Ling Gong.

Casanova’s words were rather provocative, and anyone who heard them would get angry.

However, Ling Que’s expression was very strange, as he had also thought of Ling Gong. He then warmly pulled Casanova over. “Bro, come here, come here! I’ll introduce you. Let me tell you—there’s one who’s absolutely stunning, and she’s also the type that would be a good wife. You won’t refuse…”

Casanova left with Ling Que, as he liked beautiful women.

Lu Yin sympathetically watched Casanova leave. If that man knew that Ling Que was referring to the White Knight of the Ten Arbiters, Lu Yin wondered if Casanova would simply pass out from shock.

Casanova left. Next, Qing Longlong approached Lu Yin.

Lu Yin grew curious. “What’s your relationship with Casanova?”

“We’re siblings,” Qing Longlong said indifferently.

Lu Yin understood. It seemed to be true, as they both had the Qing surname.

Qing Longlong offered, “You’d be welcome to take a trip to Venom Flowzone. I can give you some fun pets.”

Lu Yin nodded and then watched Qing Longlong walk away while what he knew of Venom Flowzone swirled through his mind. He could not help but feel disgusted.

Venom Flowzone was one of the eight great flowzones, but it did not interact with the outside universe at all as it was not easy for outsiders to enter it. The entire region was filled with poisonous bugs and gas omnipresent throughout the region. Even space-exploring powerhouses could die if they were not careful.

The pets that Qing Longlong were referring to were almost definitely poisonous bugs!

Lu Yin raised his hand to take out a book, and it was a record of some ancient history. Right as he was submerged in his reading, a melodious song rang out.

He hesitated and then looked into the distance where the song had originated from. Its sound was filling up the entire Night Library.

The song was beautiful, and Lu Yin felt as though he had never heard a song as beautiful as this before. It was utterly intoxicating, and more importantly, this song actually calmed his mental state, giving him the feeling that he stood above all worldly matters.

The vengeance that had been swirling through his mind and his dark thoughts of massacre were actually dissipating.

Lu Yin was shocked; what was this song?

“What a beautiful song. Where is it coming from?”

“It seems like it’s not just one person singing. Could it be the members of the Souldream Tribe?”

“That’s not right. Maybe it\'s the Fireplume Tribe?”

“The Fireplume Tribe?” someone cried out, clearly having heard the name before.

“Rumor has it that the Fireplume Tribe was exterminated, but it actually still exists. Could they have been gathered up by the Daynight clan?”

…

Lu Yin suddenly remembered the Fireplume Tribe. This sort of song truly might be something that only the Fireplume Tribe could produce as the melody cleansed both the soul and heart. That tribe had true goodness within them, and it was also the tribe that Ellen Gale was a part of. She had been willing to blind both of her eyes and use her remaining life to pay the price to rescue Nightking Zhenwu’s soul.

Ellen Gale’s diary had terribly shocked Lu Yin when he had read it, and suddenly he found himself very sympathetic to the members of the Fireplume Tribe. He wondered if Ellen Gale was still alive.

Initially, he had held his doubts about whether or not such a kind and pure tribe could actually exist in the universe. However, at this moment, he truly believed it as he listened to this beautiful song. It was pure, flawless, and also intoxicatingly beautiful.

There was a smile on Nightking Zhenwu’s lips as the Fireplume Tribe was his pride. In the past, he had rescued them as he had wanted to listen to their music every single day. Even if their voices became hoarse and crippled, he wanted to listen.

The members of the Fireplume Tribe were his toys, and he used them to brag to others.

The Fireplume Tribe’s songs were very pleasant to the ear, and they also helped remove all distracting thoughts from the listener’s mind. The various guests naturally felt respect for Nightking Zhenwu, as he was the one who controlled the Fireplume Tribe.

A figure entered the Night Library, and Lu Yin sensed them. He turned around to look, but he suddenly froze: Zhuo Daynight had finally arrived.

When Zhuo Daynight entered the Night Library, she coincidentally looked up and locked eyes with Lu Yin. However, her gaze did not falter in the slightest, and she reacted as though she did not even recognize Lu Yin.

Lu Yin frowned, and he wanted to move over to talk to her, but Nightqueen Yanqing was a step quicker. She blocked his path and looked over towards Nightking Zhenwu.

Nightking Zhenwu waved to Zhuo Daynight.

Zhuo Daynight calmly walked to him.

An ordinary member of the Daynight clan would not attract anyone’s attention.

Nightking Zhenwu and Zhuo Daynight spoke a few words to each other before another person asked the Nightking for assistance, during which Zhuo Daynight quietly stood behind him.

Lu Yin raised a foot and walked forward. He thought back to when he had defeated Lan Si as well as the words that Nightking Zhenwu had spoken to him after that battle: he had said that he would create a situation where Zhuo Daynight would fall into the most agonizing despair, and Lu Yin would not allow that to happen.

Nightqueen Yanqing blocked Lu Yin’s path. “Brother Lu, let’s talk.”

Lu Yin furrowed his brow. “I don’t have time.”

He moved around Nightqueen Yanqing and made a beeline for Zhuo Daynight.

“Brother Lu, be careful of what you say, as the outcome that you’ve been told about might immediately come to pass,” Nightqueen Yanqing softly cautioned.

Lu Yin’s eyes grew incredibly cold, but he only paused for a moment before continuing forwards.

Soon, Lu Yin appeared in front of Zhuo Daynight. “You-”

He only got one word out before Zhuo Daynight shot a frosty glare at him. “Please keep your distance.”

She then walked behind Nightking Zhenwu and moved to the other side.

Lu Yin’s expression grew sharp.