Chapter 572: Devil Shen Ying

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Lonemoon took that name card. So this fellow was here to advertise, no wonder he was so enthusiastic. It seemed that this job of insect race was similar to a professional paparazzi, specializing in getting information. No wonder he would approach them.

"Thanks a lot, then." Lonemoon replied anyway. Maybe they could really use it someday.

"You're welcome, you're welcome!" As though he had never seen such an easy potential customer, the young man grew even more passionate. Suddenly, he remembered something, and he directly said, "Oh yeah, have you heard of the United Tournament that Immortal Academy is holding recently?"

"United Tournament?" Lonemoon was stunned.

"So you haven't!" He gave the two a surprised look. "But this isn't any big news. On the good luck we have of meeting each other, I'll tell you about it. Rest assured, this piece of news is free."

He chuckled and started telling the two information with a good marketing spirit. "This United Tournament is the first time that Immortal Academy joins other academies to hold a large-scale competition. All the academies send their representatives to take part. I heard that the prizes are quite big!"

"Oh?" Lonemoon's looked completely surprised, but inside he was thinking about how to use this chance to blend in the crowd and get inside to find the spirit seed.

"Don't disbelieve me, Immortal Academy has spared great cost on the prize of this tournament. The champion can get a treasure with very high energy purity. Oh yeah, I even have a picture of that treasure!" He remembered something, suddenly turned and took out a scroll. He said secretively, "It was not easy for me to get this. Here, I'll let you take a look."

He directly unrolled the scroll, showing a colored egg-shaped pattern.

The spirit seed!

Lonemoon was shocked, and he exchanged a look with Chef sitting opposite him. They didn't expect the spirit seed to actually be the prize of Immortal Academy's United Tournament! It was easy to come by indeed.

"You do have a broad knowledge, sir." Lonemoon smiled even more passionately and said, "We are new at this place and still don't know it well enough. Could you maybe tell us a bit more about this United Tournament?"

"I heard that there are three rounds, with preliminaries before that." He thought about it, then lowered his voice to add, "But I heard that, though on the surface, only the big academies can participate, you know that our Central District is full of many powers who wouldn't bow to one another, so many powers directly used the names of all kinds of academies just in hope of competing against one another under the name of this competition. But only Immortal Academy has such power of command, it won't work in other places."

"But I feel that, all those participating may never fulfill their hopes. How strong is Immortal Academy? How can other powers surpass them? The eventual champion would probably still be from Immortal Academy." He shook his head, then suddenly remembering something, he said with some price. "In the whole Central District, our insect race is probably the only one whose power can compete with Immortal Academy. But us Buggies have always had a good relationship with the Academy, and we don't need to take part in such competitions."

"You also have a prominent heritage then!" Lonemoon complimented him casually.

"What is this to us?" The other party looked completely unconcerned. "Our insect race was also a prominent existence across the whole plane in the past. It was a pity that we met a big devil afterwards, who almost completely destroyed our kind. Fortunately, our queen had foresight and hid into this end of the void, so that we had a chance to rest and recover. Our strength can no longer compare to the past right now." His body shook, as though he remembered something horrifying.

Lonemoon was stunned for a moment. He asked subconsciously, "What big devil?"

The young man's face greened slightly, as though speaking about something taboo. Even his voice dropped much lower. "Actually, I also heard this from those of the same race. Our insect race used to be very prosperous, that half of the plane was ruled by us. Suddenly, one day, a human came who started killing without saying a single word. Many of our kind died in her hand. Even our queen was shocked, and she had to run all the way to the end of void before she got rid of her. Right now, even the speed of production was affected by that. The population of our race can't be raised for a long time. We have lost many brothers and sisters.

"..." So all of their people were born by the queen?

"I heard..." His face fell even lower, and he said with a face full of horror, "that several decades ago, somebody had actually seen that big devil at the end of void! Nobody knew if she was coming to kill us off, it's so scary to even talk about it!"

Why did this story sound a bit familiar? Subconsciously, Lonemoon asked, "Who is this person that you are talking about, sir? Have you seen her?"

"I was born late, of course I have never seen her. But us Buggies all of our inheritance, and I shall be able to recognize her if I see her." He took a deep breath and said, "Oh yeah, she has a scary name, called- Shen Ying!"

Lonemoon: "..."

Yi Qing: "..."

Holy shit, it was really her! Wait, couldn't this insect race be that insect race in Shen Ying's history of being thrown to the mother planet of insect race by Shen Jing at five to practice?

The world was too small!

The two gave a certain insect sympathetic looks at the same time.

But he didn't feel it at all. As though still immersed in the horror of the big devil, even his interest in talking was reduced significantly.

"I've got to get on with my work." He shook his head, turned back and gave the two a look and said, "I won't disturb your tea-drinking." With that said, he pointed to the bag in his hand. Only then did the two see that the bag was full of wooden name cards, the type that he just handed to Lonemoon. So he was actually here to give out leaflets.

"Thank you for the reminder then." replied Lonemoon.

"It's no problem!" He chuckled, before finally standing up, holding his bag full of wooden name cards and going off to continue giving out leaflets. He turned and walked towards the main hall, passing by the door to the backyard.

And it was just in time for his sight to meet right with that of Shen Ying, who just woke up and was coming out of the door, yawning...

Both froze for a moment. In a sparkling moment, something flashed and it was as if they heard the sounds of a few cracks in the air.

Shen Ying tilted her head, and then directly raised a hand, grabbing towards the other.

"What... do you want to do?" Buggy was heavily shocked, his face paled in a split second, and his legs weakened instantly. He turned and started crying towards Lonemoon and Chef at the side, "Two sirs, help!"

"Eh?" Shen Ying's hand paused, turning towards the two by the table. "You know him?"

The two wore an inexplicable look on their faces. After a long while they nodded. "Something... like that."

"Oh." Shen Ying turned to give the Buggy in front of her another look. And then, she reached out, grabbed the two antennas on his forehead and directly tied them into a bowknot, before walking towards the table and sitting down.

Buggy didn't dare to resist and scrambled away.