All Chapters of The Return of Kaelen Viremont: Chapter 301
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Chapter 319: The Bronze Coffin
The sky above the royal garden wasn’t really a sky anymore.It looked like a collapsing world made of light and violence. Every few seconds, explosions of divine energy ripped through the air, shaking everything like reality itself was barely holding together.Kaelen Viremont was at the center of it all.And honestly… he didn’t even look like a normal fighter anymore.His body—fully awakened in the fourth stage of the Glazed Battle Body—shone with a crystal-like brilliance. Every movement carried weight. Not just force, but pressure. Like each step could flatten a mountain if he wanted.He wasn’t “fighting” anymore.He was dominating the battlefield.Across from him, the High Priestess was getting pushed back. Again and again. Step by step.Her white robes fluttered wildly under the pressure. That calm, almost divine expression she always had? Gone. Replaced with something sharper… disbelief, maybe even shock.The weapon in her hand trembled. Tiny cracks were forming in it. Not loud,
Chapter 320: Beauty Turned to Bones
“Take it! Hurry up! A coffin that seals an ancient Great Emperor… do you even understand what that means? That thing is basically the ultimate treasure of this world!”Talan’s voice was exploding inside Kaelen Viremont’s mind like a storm going out of control. The old demonic dragon, usually calm and calculating, sounded completely different now—almost wild. Excited. A little crazy, honestly.Kaelen’s eyes sharpened.“A coffin of an ancient Great Emperor?”Even he paused for a second.That name wasn’t something you just shrugged off.Ancient Great Emperor.Beings who stood at the absolute peak of cultivation history. Real monsters from the past that most dynasties didn’t even dare to speak about properly, like saying their names might bring disaster.Kaelen’s thoughts drifted for a moment.In his memories from the past life… those beings weren’t myths. They existed.His father, Therion Viremont—the Divine Emperor of the Fortune Dynasty—had once reached that level. Or at least, almost.
Chapter 321: A Priceless Treasure
Silence.A dead, heavy silence.It spread through the royal garden like a tide you couldn’t see, swallowing everything. No sound. No whispers. Not even the smallest breath felt safe anymore.Nobody spoke.Nobody even moved.Everyone just stood there, frozen in the same expression—shock so deep it almost looked like their minds hadn’t caught up with reality yet.Because they had seen it.With their own eyes.The High Priestess… the same figure who once felt untouchable, almost sacred in the eyes of the empire… had fallen.Not in stories.Not in rumors.Right here. In front of them.And what was left of her… wasn’t even something they could properly recognize anymore.Just a broken figure lying in the ruins.A beauty that once felt far beyond reach now looked fragile. Empty. Like something fading away after being pulled too far from the light.Strangely enough, the air wasn’t filled with celebration.It was regret.Not for what she had done.But for what she had become in the end.Above
Chapter 322: The Summit of Zijing
The royal garden felt… strange that day.Not loud. Not peaceful either. Just that kind of quiet where even the wind seems careful, like it doesn’t want to disturb anything.Winter sunlight came down in pale streaks through the tall ornamental trees. It broke into soft patterns on the stone paths, almost like broken glass scattered gently across the ground.Kaelen Viremont stood right in the middle of it all.Black robe. Still posture. No movement at all.He looked calm on the surface, but there was something about him—distant, sealed off, like a blade kept inside its sheath for too long.Waiting.That was what he was doing.Waiting for news from the winter hunt.But honestly… his mind wasn’t fully here.Not even close.His eyes were closed, and his consciousness had already drifted inward, sinking deep into his spiritual sea. There, hidden inside his storage spirit ring, was a space few could ever reach.And inside that space—A bronze coffin.Old. Heavy. Wrong in a way he couldn’t fu
Chapter 323: I Don’t Believe It
Outside the royal garden, deep inside the vast hunting grounds, winter had fully settled in.The forest stretched on forever under a fading sky. Ancient trees stood tall and still, like they were watching everything in silence. Only the wind moved—cold, slow, slipping through the branches with a faint, tired sound.Down in those woods, the participants of the winter hunt had no idea what had just happened beyond the royal grounds.And honestly, they didn’t care.Not yet.For them, this was the moment.A rare chance to rise.A chance to stand out, get noticed by the Vermilion Bird Emperor, and maybe—just maybe—change their entire future.So they fought as it mattered.Beasts roared and fell one after another. Steel clashed loudly in the snow. Blood stained the white ground in dark patches that didn’t fade quickly.By the time the sun started sinking, the forest was already turning heavy with darkness.That was the signal.The hunt was ending.One by one, figures began walking out of th
Chapter 324: That Night
Kaelen Viremont didn’t change his expression at all.Not even a little.All the chaos around him—the shock, the fear, the humiliation still hanging in the air—none of it seemed to reach him. It was like he was standing in a different world entirely.Calm. Too calm.As if everything that just happened was nothing more than wind passing by.Then he spoke.His voice was steady, almost casual.“I won’t make an issue of it, but my disciple might.”Simple words.But the effect was anything but simple.It landed heavily. Like a stone thrown into a still, deep lake. The kind of impact that doesn’t show immediately… but you know the ripples are coming.The Third Prince froze for a split second.Just one.And then understanding hit him.This wasn’t forgiveness.Not really.It was a warning. Quiet, controlled—but very real. A reminder that this wasn’t over, just… paused.Without wasting time, the Third Prince moved.He walked straight toward Chu Huanxue.For a moment, there was hesitation in his
Chapter 325: Zijing Pavilion
Kaelen Viremont stood in front of the ancient pavilion, his gaze flickering just slightly.Just a little.This was the place he had come for tonight.Zijing Pavilion.Not flashy. Not loud. But in the Vermilion Bird Dynasty, this name carried weight. The kind of quiet reputation that only people at a certain level even understood.The wind rolled across the mountain peak, cold and steady, brushing against his black robe.Then—creak.The vermilion gates opened on their own.No guards. No announcement. Nothing dramatic.Just a calm voice drifting out from inside.“Brother Kaelen Viremont has come from afar. Please enter and enjoy a cup of clear tea.”Kaelen’s eyes sharpened a little.But he didn’t stop.He stepped in.Inside, the pavilion was quieter than expected. Almost too quiet. There was this faint smell of tea mixed with old wood and mountain air. Honestly, it felt… clean. Like the world outside had been left behind.A small hall sat deeper inside.Two people were already there.O
Chapter 326: The Extraterritorial Battlefield
Inside Zijing Pavilion, the atmosphere still looked calm on the surface.But something… had already started changing.It wasn’t obvious at first. Just a subtle shift. The kind you only notice when you sit long enough in silence.Three young prodigies sat around the tea table. And honestly, their presence alone made the air feel a bit heavier than it should’ve been.Meng Feifan leaned back comfortably, feather fan resting loosely in his hand. He was drinking like this was just a casual night out, not something important. Relaxed. Easygoing. Almost too relaxed.No arrogance. No pressure.Just a strange kind of natural ease that made people instinctively lower their guard around him.Kaelen Viremont watched him quietly.This guy wasn’t simple.Not at all.That laid-back attitude? It was just the surface. Underneath, there was a sharp edge—quiet, hidden, but definitely there. The kind only real geniuses had. The kind that didn’t panic even when the whole world was about to flip over.Like
Chapter 327: The Struggle for Fortune
The extraterritorial battlefield was nothing like anything Kaelen Viremont had ever seen—or even imagined.It wasn’t just a war zone. Not even close. It felt more like a world stacked on top of another world, endlessly vast, constantly shifting. One moment calm, the next moment deadly. And hidden everywhere were dangers… and opportunities that could flip someone’s entire fate in an instant.Out here, so-called extraterritorial demons moved freely. They were born from chaos and twisted, corrupted energy. Not normal beasts at all. Every single one carried a violent, destructive instinct, and the stronger ones… they could actually go head-to-head with elite warriors from the great dynasties.Kaelen had learned most of this from Marek Rael during their earlier talk. But the more he understood, the heavier something pressed on his chest.Because one question still didn’t leave his mind.If the Hundred Dynasties War really took place in this extraterritorial battlefield, and tens of thousan
Chapter 328: Selection
“Master, what would you like to eat today? Elira will cook for you.”A soft voice drifted through the quiet halls of the Seventh Prince’s Mansion.“Master, should I practice the sword technique again? I still feel like that movement isn’t right…”“Master, the cherry blossoms outside the city finally bloomed. Want to go see them together?”“Master…”One after another, gentle voices used to fill this place.Now? Nothing answered them.The Seventh Prince’s Mansion had been rebuilt long ago. After all the damage and chaos from past conflicts, it stood tall again under the capital’s light—grand, polished, almost too perfect. Wide courtyards, clean marble paths, restored halls that looked elegant enough to impress even nobles.But inside all that beauty… There was a strange emptiness.Elira stood alone in the central courtyard.She slowly looked around.No footsteps. No reply. No familiar presence.Just silence.So… he’s already been gone for half a month.That thought slipped in quietly, a