He looked up and was somewhat surprised. The one who rushed in in such a panic looked a bit like the sea patrol yakshas he had encountered when he first met Shang Hongyu, except that the color was different and the size and strength were much weaker.

"What happened?" Zuan asked in a deep voice. There was too little information at the moment, so he decided to take a look first.

The yaksha hurriedly replied, “When I went to inspect the river, I overheard two fishermen and woodcutters talking. When they parted, their words were quite sharp. The fisherman said, ‘On West Gate Street in Chang’an, there is a fortune teller who is extremely accurate. Every day, the fortune teller gives him a golden carp, and in return, the fortune teller will impart a divination to him, making sure his predictions are accurate every time. If such accurate predictions are followed, wouldn’t all the aquatic creatures be wiped out? How can the Water Palace be magnificent, and how can the waves surge and churn to aid Your Majesty’s power?’”

Upon hearing this, Zu An felt a surge of inexplicable anger. He was taken aback, wondering why his emotions were so unstable.

It was only then that he realized he was now in the body of this so-called Jinghe Dragon King. He must have been arrogant in his daily life, but he was bullied by those mortals, which was why he was so angry.

The saying goes that carp leap over the dragon gate, and golden carp are the most noble dragon offspring among aquatic creatures. Now, a mortal is taking them to make soup. How can this be allowed?

However, Zaun was not the real Dragon King. He quickly calmed down and pondered how to break this time-space slice. Could the key be in this matter?

At this moment, some of the dragon's sons and grandsons nearby were furious: "This is outrageous! Let's take our swords and go get that fortune teller's head!"

Zuan said in a deep voice, "I'd better go myself."

What we lack most right now is information and intelligence; how can we rely on others for that?

Upon hearing his words, the ministers of the aquatic tribes immediately offered their advice: "Your Majesty, please calm your anger. As the saying goes, one should not believe what one hears. Your Majesty's journey will surely be accompanied by clouds and rain, which may frighten the common people of Chang'an and incur the wrath of Heaven. Your Majesty is unpredictable and capable of any transformation. Why not simply disguise yourself as a scholar and go to Chang'an to investigate? If such a person exists, it is not too late to eliminate him; if not, wouldn't that be unjustly harming others?"

Zuan's memories surfaced, and he recognized the guys who were speaking: Shrimp Minister, Crab Strategist, Shad Strategist, Mandarin Fish Minister, and Carp Grand Tutor. He couldn't help but chuckle; they were all river delicacies, quite different from the ones in the Dragon Palace of the Sea Clan.

“What you all say is quite right.” Zu An had no intention of going to confront them; he just wanted to see what was going on and see if he could find a way to break through this spacetime slice. They had misunderstood him and thought he was going to draw his sword to question him, so he just went along with what they said.

Upon hearing that he had "changed his mind," the ministers breathed a sigh of relief and escorted him ashore.

On the way, Zu'an discreetly gathered information about the Dragon Palace, only to discover that compared to the complex situation of the Sea Clan Dragon Palace, the Dragon Palace here was much smaller in terms of both its court structure and scale. Those people he had just met were basically all the important figures of the Jinghe Dragon Palace.

Among them were several sons of the Jinghe Dragon King, all of whom were spoiled brats who bullied men and women. One of the sons even abused his wife every day, causing her to run away from home.

"They're all scum." Zuan sneered inwardly. If he didn't know that these things had already happened, and that finding a way out of this predicament was more important, he probably would have taught his sons a lesson.

Along the way, I didn't notice anything particularly unusual.

After landing, the strategist reminded him, "Your Majesty has an extraordinary bearing. If you don't change your demeanor, you might cause an unwarranted disturbance in the city."

Zuan nodded. He had been thinking about bringing out that disguise mask, but then a thought struck him: this body seemed to have the ability to change.

With a thought, he transformed himself, now dressed in a jade-colored silk robe and wearing a carefree headscarf, looking every bit the handsome scholar.

At this moment, the ministers praised him, saying, "He is truly a man of imposing stature, towering like a mountain, with a graceful gait; a remarkable man indeed!"

Zu An thought to himself, no wonder everyone is chasing power. Being flattered by these guys every day must feel pretty good.

However, he quickly regained his composure and began to ponder that the transformation technique of the Jinghe Dragon King was indeed quite magical, somewhat similar to that of the Lord of Myriad Transformations.

In comparison, my own uniformity feels like a bankrupt version.

After bidding farewell to his ministers, he walked toward the majestic city in the distance, and soon arrived at the city gate at his pace.

Looking at the large characters "Chang'an City" above the city gate, Zu'an felt somewhat dazed.

Having just spoken with the aquatic ministers, there's nothing noteworthy about the Dragon Palace, but the situation of the human race on the shore is rather intriguing.

This is Chang'an, the capital of the human empire, and the human emperor is called Emperor Tang.

Zuan originally wanted to ask what the Tang emperor's name was, to see if it was the Tang Dynasty from his memories before he transmigrated.

Unfortunately, those aquatic ministers were all dull-witted; they only knew he was called Emperor Tang, but they didn't know his real name.

"Could this be a secret realm..." Zu An's mind stirred slightly. In recent years, he had experienced several secret realms. Each secret realm was basically related to the dynasties in his previous life. Of course, only the names were similar. They were basically modified versions of the dynasties, with powerful beings who could move mountains and fill seas everywhere. They were much more powerful than the dynasties in his memory.

Instead of heading directly to the location of the fortune teller, Zu'an first wandered around the city.

Anyone who has played some RPGs knows that exploring more to obtain more information or triggering side quests is much more effective than blindly clicking "next" repeatedly to help the protagonist grow.

Based on the information he had gathered, he could fully anticipate that once he arrived at the fortune teller's place, the main storyline would definitely begin. At that point, things would be confusing, and it would be difficult to make any changes later.

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