Dragon emerges from the dawn clouds
Shen Qiexing thoroughly explored the abyss, while Su Hanyuan remained completely unaware, indulging in drinking and pleasure all day long, oblivious to the fact that his death was drawing ever closer.
“Su Hanyuan’s strength is also at the superior level of the god level,” Baozhu revealed a confident smile, “After the God Venerable absorbs his magic power, he can regain the position of Lord of the Heavenly Female Sea!”
The current Dragon King is nothing but an empty shell.
As Shen Qiexing finished his luck, his eyes, which were originally as vast as the sea, now held a few golden glints.
"Let's do it today," he said calmly.
He wanted to finish things here as soon as possible so he could seek revenge on the Phoenix Maiden of the Wutong Tree and the Soul Lord of the Underworld.
"Very good!"
Baozhu was so excited she could barely contain herself. She had endured humiliation and infiltrated the Dragon Palace for many days, and now she could finally chop off Su Hanyuan's thing and feed it to the dogs. Just thinking about it made her excited.
Jiaojiao... I can finally avenge you.
—
That night.
Shen Qiexing set up several barriers in Su Hanyuan's palace beforehand. After conducting experiments with Baozhu to confirm that no matter what they did inside, they would not be discovered by the outside world, he led Su Hanyuan inside.
Meanwhile, Baozhu stayed outside to secretly distract the surrounding guards.
"Your Majesty, come, let Ah Zhu drink a cup with you."
His body was as supple as if boneless, nestled in Su Hanyuan's arms, feeding him cup after cup of wine, making Su Hanyuan laugh heartily.
Laugh, and see who has the last laugh.
"Your Majesty, Ah Zhu has overheard the servants chatting these past few days, and it seems they're talking about something quite serious."
"Oh? What's the topic?" Su Hanyuan asked curiously, "Why don't you tell me about it?"
Shen Qiexing chuckled softly, rested his head on his shoulder, and whispered, "It seems like you're talking about... the Dragon Clan."
"Who told you that?!"
Su Hanyuan suddenly stood up, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed, staring intently at Shen Qiexing, "Tell me, who told Azhu this?"
“The sky was dark that day, and A-Zhu couldn’t see clearly,” he said, gazing at Su Hanyuan with his clear eyes. “Your Majesty has frightened A-Zhu. Your Majesty need not be angry. Is there something about the Dragon Clan that cannot be discussed?”
"It's nothing," Su Hanyuan realized his lapse in composure and sat back down next to Shen Qiexing. "They're just a bunch of stray dogs. Everyone in Tianpinhai avoids them, afraid of getting caught up in their misfortune."
"Of course you wouldn't know, you weren't even born yet."
Su Hanyuan ate a grape from Shen Qiexing's hand and tried to pull him into his arms, but he couldn't lift his arm no matter what he did. He was terrified and called out to Shen Qiexing, "Azhu, quick! Help me up! I feel like I can't move!"
Sure enough, they didn't suspect him at all.
Shen Qiexing sneered, gripping his chin tightly and leaning closer to him. "Help you?"
When Su Hanyuan saw him like this, his heart sank.
"You drugged me!"
He glared at Shen Qiexing with uncontrollable rage. If he weren't immobilized, he probably would have pounced on him and skinned him alive.
Shen Qiexing did administer medicine, but it wasn't a potent one; it was merely a bone-dissolving powder that could paralyze his limbs.
This bone-dissolving powder has a pungent smell and a slightly bitter taste. He deliberately dissolved it in strong liquor to mask its true flavor.
But if Su Hanyuan had paid a little more attention, he could have seen it. However, he trusted him too much and didn't notice anything unusual after drinking so many cups. Who can he blame for that?
He didn't want to confront Su Hanyuan head-on, so he had to resort to this kind of subtle, deceptive tactic.
"Su Hanyuan, do you know who I am?"
Shen Qiexing picked up a bone blade and placed it less than an inch above Su Hanyuan's pupils.
"I am the stray dog you speak of!" He smiled as he plunged the bone blade in, and with a flick of the tip, he ripped out a bloody eyeball!
Su Hanyuan screamed in agony, his only remaining eye staring at him in terror. For some reason, he couldn't even unleash his magic power, and the fear in his very bones was being aroused to an extreme degree.
The dragon race was wiped out a thousand years ago! How did this person in front of me manage to survive...?
"The Flood Dragon Emperor you relied on is now inside me," Shen Qiexing said without changing his expression, cutting off his tongue and throwing it on the ground. He chuckled, "Su Hanyuan, Su Hanyuan, I want to see what you can rely on to make a comeback now."
Despite having his tongue cut out, Su Hanyuan still managed to utter a sentence from his throat, "I... the Jiaolong clan and your dragon clan... have no grudges... why!"
"My dragon race has no grudges against the other three races, yet we were still wiped out."
The god, standing high above, placed one foot on his chest and called out towards the door, "Baozhu."
Su Hanyuan's eyes widened in disbelief as he followed Baozhu's figure as she slowly moved his gaze. He never understood why Baozhu would be with the orphan of the dragon clan.
"Su Hanyuan, do you still remember a girl named Jiaojiao?" Baozhu leaned down, her eyes bloodshot and filled with hatred.
"Of course you don't remember, because you only glanced at her before throwing her into your guards' midst."
Baozhu stomped hard on his crotch, and Su Hanyuan cried out in pain, spitting out blood.
"Today you and your dog will be buried together in your dragon palace!"
She shuffled her feet back and forth until a pool of blood stained the soles of her snow-white shoes. Only then did she hurriedly leave Shen Qiexing with a "Sorry, I lost my composure" before covering her face and running away.
Shen Qiexing glanced indifferently at Su Hanyuan, who was lying unconscious on the ground, then grabbed him by the vital spot until his head was severed from his body.
The sky over Tianpinhai should change.
—
"Why do you have to leave?"
Lu Yixin didn't have much to pack, so she just slung a small crossbody bag over her shoulder and followed Yun Xinglan out of the inn.
“I’ve already developed all the potential partners here,” Yun Xinglan smiled brightly at her. “Anyway, we’ve earned enough money for the journey. If we don’t leave soon, they’ll attack us. Although I will protect Miss Lu, she probably doesn’t want to be ganged up on.”
Isn't this all his own doing?
"Alright then," Lu Yixin could only nod, "So where shall we go...?"
She suddenly stopped talking, her eyes lighting up. "I know where the paulownia tree might be!"
Last year, when the Phoenix Maiden finally left during the celebration ceremony, she flew eastward. Therefore, it seems that the phoenix tree must be located on some cloud in the east.
Yun Xinglan looked at her with admiration, her eyes sparkling: "Miss Lu is so amazing, but how did you confirm that it was in the East?"
"Uh," Lu Yixin was stunned for a moment. She couldn't tell him the truth, so she casually said, "That's just our sixth sense as girls. Anyway, just follow me!"
Wait, something's not right.
Why did she so readily bring him along?
—
"Go and see! Miss Cui is throwing her embroidered ball to choose a husband!"
"Maybe I'll get lucky and snag a bargain. I'd be willing to marry into his family even if it means marrying into his family!"
A group of men rushed over and passed between the two, bumping into Lu Yixin. If Yun Xinglan hadn't pulled her back, she probably would have fallen flat on her face.
"There are so many people gathered over there," she said, adjusting the hair ornament on her head and turning to Yun Xinglan. "I heard from those people earlier that a young lady is holding a marriage contest?"
"Hmm, do you want to go join the fun?" Yun Xinglan gently pinched her cheek. "How about I take you to see it?"
No, actually Lu Yixin wanted Yun Xinglan to go over there.
He was quite handsome and refined, and Lu Yixin didn't believe his claim of being a traveler at all.
Whose traveler is dressed in brocade and silk?
And they wear a different one every day.
So she still held onto her initial opinion: this person must be a playboy with a lot of fun!
If he could borrow Miss Cui's embroidered ball, he would be a good match for her.
That way he won't have to keep bothering her.
A large crowd had gathered below the embroidered tower of the Cui family mansion. Lu Yixin and Yun Xinglan struggled to squeeze to the front and looked up at Miss Cui, who was dressed in a bright red wedding gown.
"It's so beautiful," Lu Yixin couldn't help but exclaim.
Yun Xinglan glanced at her, then at Miss Cui, and then at her again.
Her head was completely covered by a veil; how could she tell if she was pretty or not?
"Gentlemen, please be patient, please be patient," Master Cui bowed slightly from upstairs and gave a simple smile. "There are still three-quarters of an hour until the auspicious time. At that time, my youngest daughter will throw a bridal ball to choose a husband. Whoever catches the ball first and holds it above his head for ten seconds will become my son-in-law, Cui Dahai!"
"good!"
A cheer erupted from the crowd.
"It's so hot..."
It's almost the hottest time of summer, won't it be hot with a bunch of people crammed into a small space?
"Miss Lu, there's a teahouse over there. Why don't you go there for a cup of cool tea to escape the heat?" Yun Xinglan took out a folding fan to shield Lu Yixin from the sun.
“I always felt that this kind of marriage selection method was not rigorous enough,” Lu Yixin said, taking a sip of mung bean soup. “What if the person who catches the embroidered ball is a bad person?”
“Master Cui must have his reasons for doing this,” Yun Xinglan smiled at her.
But this Miss Cui... seems to be an old friend of his.
But why is she here at this time?
Yun Xinglan put down her teacup and stroked her chin thoughtfully.
The auspicious hour had arrived, and the people of the town rushed towards the embroidered tower as if they had gone mad.
This is no one else's fault but Lu Yixin's. She had pieced together the whole story from the conversations of others in the teahouse.
The Cui family has been rooted here for five hundred years. They are in the salt trade and their annual salary is immeasurably high. No wonder so many people are eager to marry Miss Cui. Once they marry her, they are guaranteed a life of wealth and honor for the rest of their lives.
Led by the matchmaker, Miss Cui picked up a colorful embroidered ball from the basket and tossed it high into the air. Just as the ball was about to fall elsewhere, Lu Yixin immediately took out the thin leaves she had just picked from her handbag and secretly exerted force under her sleeve, striking the ball at a speed invisible to the naked eye, thus changing its trajectory.
Finally, she adjusted her direction and the embroidered ball flew accurately towards the two of them. Lu Yixin glanced at the burly men around her, gritted her teeth, pushed them all aside, and pretended to slip and fall to the ground.
Yun Xinglan subconsciously raised her hand to block and caught the embroidered ball.
one two three......
Lu Yixin silently kept track of time in her mind, slipping countless times along the way. She pushed past the burly men and managed to get the embroidered ball that Yun Xinglan had thrown out with a livid face back into his hands.
"Time's up—"
Master Cui banged the bronze gong hanging above him and announced excitedly, "Then, my daughter's husband has been chosen, and he is—"
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