Divine Seal: I am a saintess of the human race, but also the heir to the Demon God.

Ying Suifeng's expression changed. This light screen that isolates everything is probably not a genuine fake.

How could Bai Ling transform into a spirit disc and sneak in?

Facing Long Haochen's older sister, a girl of great importance to the future development of the alliance, Ying Suifeng appeared very flustered and had long lost her previous arrogant and domineering demeanor.

Han Qian raised her hand, reinforcing the barrier of light, and smiled, "Ying Suifeng, the person involved has come to your door in person to demand an explanation."

Ying Suifeng glared at him and said, "You, the Holy Knight Commander, certainly have a foul mouth. What nonsense are you spouting in front of your juniors!"

Han Qian crossed her arms, snorted, and said nothing.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Ling said, "Vice Hall Master, you say it's a misunderstanding, then how should we compensate Long Haochen?"

Ying Suifeng fell silent.

Compensation? What should we use to compensate them?

While the deputy temple master of the Assassin's Temple was pondering, the old man standing behind him took the initiative to suggest, "I've heard that Councilor Bai Ling is indeed quite accomplished in potion-making, and has provided the Magic Temple and the Temple Alliance with many new potions over the years."

"How about this? I happen to have the corpse and magic crystals of a newly acquired sixth-tier magical beast, along with its perfectly preserved blood. Consider it an apology to Long Haochen, what do you say?"

The sixth-rank elder of the Assassin's Temple humbled himself, took out a complete set of alchemy materials from his ring, and placed them in front of everyone.

Han Qian glanced at the quality of the magical beast and nodded, "Not bad, Councilor Leng is very thoughtful."

Ying Suifeng glared at the old man who had taken it upon himself to do so, then looked at Bai Ling standing in front of him, "I'll also throw in a few knight equipment of magic grade or higher for Long Haochen, what do you think?"

The two leaders of the Assassin's Temple have swallowed their pride and their desire for peace is quite obvious.

Bai Ling's expression softened slightly. She glanced at the well-preserved monster corpse on the ground and said calmly, "We'll skip the alchemy materials."

Everyone was stunned by these words.

Ying Suifeng looked curious and asked in surprise, "Why is that?"

The old man's face was also full of displeasure as he coldly looked at the person in front of him. "Could it be that Councilor Bai Ling looks down on the magical beast that I personally hunted and is unwilling to use it as an ingredient for alchemy?"

A meaningful smile appeared in Bai Ling's eyes. "Compared to me, you need it more now to refine a high-grade sixth-order Nirvana Pill to repair the internal organs burned by the Demon God."

"what?"

Ying Suifeng and Han Qian looked at the old man with his mouth agape, his face full of surprise, their voices trembling with excitement, "Councilor Leng, the internal injuries you suffered from being burned by the Star Demon God Vasak using a secret technique back then, are they still not healed?"

The old man paused for a long time, looked at the strange looks from everyone, and said with a wry smile, "Alas, Councilor Bai Ling's eyes are indeed sharp. That's right, my injuries have not healed yet."

As he spoke, he slightly opened his black robe, revealing the marks on his collarbone.

It was golden, like the unique mark of the demon god Vasak on his forehead.

As he released the spiritual power imprinted on his skin to conceal his aura, a powerful, ancient, and mysterious aura of a demon god instantly filled the entire space.

In the blink of an eye, a blue eye appeared out of thin air above the barrier.

These eyes constantly draw upon the power of the stars, eroding the old man's spiritual energy.

"So that's why your strength regressed instead of improved after that battle."

Ying Suifeng's eyes were filled with anger. He roared, "This is outrageous! You haven't reported such a big thing to the Alliance at all!"

Elder Leng continued to use his spiritual power to suppress the curse left on him by the Star Demon God Vasak, and said with a wry smile, "What's the use of telling the Alliance about a curse that even the Priest Temple can't resolve?"

As he spoke, he forced a smile and said, "Everyone, don't worry. With the effects of the fourth-grade pills and my seventh-grade spiritual power, I can suppress the Star Demon God's curse and prevent it from spreading further throughout my body."

Bai Ling added, "If we don't solve the current problem, the Assassin Temple will lose a seventh-tier assassin who can go to the battlefield to kill demon gods, and gain a seventh-tier assassin who can only use five-tenths of his strength and has to be careful not to be discovered by the Star Demon God Vasak."

With a soft sigh, Ying Suifeng said, "The Star Demon God Vasak is never good at head-on combat; he has appeared on the battlefield only a handful of times."

After a pause, Ying Suifeng said stubbornly, "I refuse to believe that there is such a thing as an eternal, indelible curse in this world! Leng, come with me to find the people at the Priest Temple!"

Suddenly, Bai Ling's gaze towards the deputy hall master of the Assassin's Temple changed.

The traditional Knights' Temple protects its own, now the Assassins' Temple protects the old man.

Is Ying Suifeng out of his mind? How dare he question what the people of the Priest Temple said?

That's a curse left by Vasak, the third-ranked Star Demon God of the Demon Race. How could a seventh-tier assassin possibly erase it?

Moreover, as time goes by, the curse originating from the demon god may already be etched into the old man's very bones.

To put it bluntly, it's possible for it to seep into the depths of one's soul.

After all, the Holy Demon Continent has the existence of the dead and the concept of reincarnation.

For example, in the future, there are things residing in Long Haochen's spiritual sea, such as Haoyue, who is a divine punishment and does not belong to the Holy Demon Continent plane, and Cai'er, the reincarnation saintess of the Assassin Temple.

The old man, who was too proud to admit his mistake, froze.

He hunched over, standing there like an old stubborn man. "I feel nauseous staying in the priest's temple for too long. Thank you for your kindness, Lord Shadow. I appreciate it."

The other elders of the Assassin's Temple also advised their deputy temple master, "Since Elder Leng has already visited the Priest Temple in private, deputy temple master, please don't make things difficult for him anymore."

At this moment, isolated and helpless, Ying Suifeng gritted his teeth and said, "Come with me for a follow-up examination. I refuse to believe this nonsense!"

Han Qian, standing to the side, said quietly, "Ying Suifeng, you don't believe what Councilor Leng said? You think the people from the Pastor's Temple are deceiving you?"

Ying Suifeng snorted coldly, "I didn't go to the priest's temple, so who knows who gave Leng a physical examination?"

"Lord Shadow, isn't it a coincidence? The moment I walked in, I heard you seemingly disparaging the professional level of our Priest Temple."

A soft female voice rang out, and a woman wearing a robe with gold foil patterns on a white background slowly walked over.

Upon seeing her, Ying Suifeng was clearly stunned, snorted, and then fell silent.

Han Qian smiled slightly, nodded to the woman in white, and asked, "What brings the Bishop of Ruoshui here?"

Ruoshui, a bishop of the Priest Temple, is an eighth-tier powerhouse.

When Bai Ling saw that the person who came was Ruoshui, she smiled slightly and greeted him, "Good day, Bishop Ruoshui."

Ruoshui smiled and nodded, greeting everyone in turn.

Then, her gaze fell on the old man, her eyes filled with pity. "The curse of the Star Demon God Vasak was an insurmountable mountain for the former Priest Temple, for us in the past."

"You guys from back then?"

At this moment, Ying Suifeng, who understood the unspoken meaning in Ruoshui's words, looked at her with a different gaze.

"So, the current Temple of the Priests is capable of helping Councilor Leng return to his former glory?"

A hint of surprise appeared in Han Qian's eyes.

Professionals are different from ordinary people. The older a professional is, the more ferocious the fluctuations of spiritual energy within their body, and the more ruthless they are in a fight.

Otherwise, the top assassin of the Assassin's Temple, the esteemed Saint Moon, should have retired from the Alliance long ago and been enjoying his retirement in the temple.

Why should he spend all day dealing with so many documents, and even have to go to the battlefield to hunt demons when he is needed?

Of course, it's possible that Ruoshui is deliberately keeping Ying Suifeng in suspense and exaggerating her claims.

Han Qian clenched his fist, coughed, and said seriously, "Bishop Ruoshui, this matter is of great importance. You absolutely cannot joke with Councilor Leng's life."

Ying Suifeng nodded, looking at the other party with a serious expression. "That's right, this matter is of great importance. Please explain it to us in detail, Bishop Ruoshui. If Elder Leng's injuries can be healed, the Assassin Temple will reward you handsomely afterwards."

Ruoshui sighed softly, pointed to the black-haired girl beside her, and said, "As you all know, our Priest Temple has not had a Holy Maiden of Light for hundreds of years."

"Now, our Holy Maiden of Light, Bai Ling, can use the power of the Goddess of Light to try to wash away the curse that the Star Demon God Vasak left on Councilor Leng."

"Is this true?"

All eyes turned to Bai Ling.

The six temples are in some form of competition, and the Demon Hunter selection competition is one of the means of this competition.

Even though Bai Ling's appearance eased the vicious competition among the six holy temples and promoted communication among their high-ranking officials,

Therefore, seeing the Bishop of Ruoshui's indifferent attitude, they were naturally somewhat worried.

Bai Ling sighed softly and restored the silk ribbons on her body to their original form, which represented the power of faith.

She stepped forward, looked at the old man, and said, "You can give it a try."

"Try?"

Ying Suifeng frowned and glanced at Ruoshui behind him. "Doing this poses no risk to Elder Leng, right?"

Ruoshui spread her hands and said with a smile, "Please rest assured, Lord Shadow, the Priest Temple may not be good at other things, but it can definitely keep people alive."

"Please, Representative Bai Ling."

Ying Suifeng did something that shocked everyone present: he bowed deeply to Bai Ling.

This shows that the Assassin's Temple has just as much affection for its brothers and sisters as the Knights Temple.

After receiving a deep bow from others, Bai Ling said sincerely, "I'm sorry to trouble the Holy Knight Commander to reinforce the barrier."

"no problem."

*

While everyone was discussing and reaching a decision, in the Knight Trial Arena, Long Haochen finally defeated his careless opponent by relying on the Guardian Knight skill he had recently mastered.

At the same time, the faint killing intent emanating from him finally broke completely with the passage of time.

Without the interference of external stimuli, Long Haochen, whose mind was greatly relaxed, quickly returned to normal, and the hairs standing on his body gradually disappeared.

Cai'er's eyes flickered slightly as she returned to the stands. Just as Long Haochen relaxed and ran joyfully from the training ground into the passage, disappearing from sight on the stage, she quietly loosened her grip on her cane.

She secretly put the tea on the table back into her ring. With a flash of purple light, she put away her cyan cane, slowly stood up, and walked away into the distance.

The assassins surrounding her were startled, their eyes fixed on the saintess who had suddenly stood up again.

Li Xin, standing beside her, asked in confusion, "Cai'er, what's wrong?"

Cai'er said calmly, "You drank too much water, I'll be right back."

The oblivious Li Xin simply said "Oh," and waved her hand, saying, "Go ahead, be careful on the road, and also check if Bai Ling has gotten into any trouble; she hasn't come back yet."

She was a little worried about Bai Ling's health, wondering if she had eaten something bad at noon and was feeling unwell now.

Cai'er nodded and left in front of everyone.

The male assassins, who had their ears perked up, exchanged helpless glances and continued watching the next match between the knights.

As she walked downstairs, she saw Long Haochen smiling broadly as he approached Cai'er, and she said softly, "Congratulations."

Long Haochen smiled sheepishly, then noticed that Cai'er's cane was gone. He immediately asked with concern, "Cai'er, where's your cane? Did you lose it? Or...?"

Cai'er slowly shook her head, "No, I just wanted you to walk with me for a while."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand, hovering it in mid-air, waiting for Long Haochen's response.

"……it is good!"

Long Haochen blushed, but he still held Cai'er's hand firmly and carefully led her down the steps.

During the walk, he also tried his best to avoid contact between other parts of his body and Cai'er.

Cai'er noticed Long Haochen's subtle movements, and the corners of her mouth, hidden under her veil, turned up slightly.

This idiot.

When the two returned to the training ground, Cai'er was the first to leave Long Haochen's side and activate her assassin-exclusive insight.

Bai Ling's aura suddenly appeared beside Li Xin.

Upon learning that the person had returned, Cai'er breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she took out her cane and pretended to return to the original spot as if nothing had happened.

Long Haochen, who was behind him, was still not satisfied with their brief time together, but he dared not antagonize the people of the Assassin's Temple at this critical juncture.

He pursed his lips, then clenched his right hand, sighed, and the dog stealthily returned to Bai Ling's side and sat down.

Bai Ling could tell that the two had been wandering around outside for quite a while. With a slight smile, she kindly covered for them.

With the three working in perfect harmony and understanding, the assassins immediately dispelled their doubts.

After watching a few matches hastily and finding the fighters almost identical, Chen Ying'er, feeling bored, symbolically invited Bai Ling to go back.

Having received a positive reply, the two left together.

With Bai Ling gone, it was naturally impossible for Long Haochen, Li Xin, Han Yu, and the others to stay and watch the entire match.

They agreed to meet at the training ground the next day, and then returned to the Knight's Temple to begin their training.

For a long time afterward, Amy City went from the initial excitement of welcoming newcomers to a period of quiet learning as the young professionals from the six temples felt the pressure from Long Haochen and others.

Seeing that these younger generation spent their time eating, sparring, learning, and cultivating their spiritual power, the higher-ups of the six holy temples were secretly delighted, though they didn't say it aloud.

Because this year's Demon Hunter Corps was so successful, many promising talents who rose through the ranks from various branch halls possessed the Demon Hunter Corps spirit that matched their abilities.