91: Chapter 91 Dragon Emperor

Li Xiaoyao had lived for eight thousand years; there was no scene he hadn't witnessed. The struggle of the Great Era, Saint Kings bleeding, Ancient Emperors falling.

But today's scene was truly something he had never seen before.

The Hidden Ye Family had produced a Quasi-Emperor Dao Protector.

The Gu Family of Central Province had also produced a Quasi-Emperor Dao Protector.

What kind of monsters were these two families? Their foundations were so deep that they used Quasi-Emperors as guards?

Gu Sheng stood up, walked over to the Old Beggar, and handed him a clean handkerchief.

“Wipe your mouth. The roast chicken fell on the ground.”

Li Xiaoyao took the handkerchief mechanically and wiped his face haphazardly.

Gu Sheng looked up toward the sky.

With one hand, the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Venerable swung the thousand-foot-long red dragon Ao Lie and slammed him violently onto the sea surface outside the city.

The sea erupted into a hundred-foot-high tsunami, and more than half of the hundred-thousand-strong Sea Clan army was crushed to death. Severed limbs and broken arms floated on the surface, dyeing the water a jarring dark red.

Every bone in Ao Lie's body was shattered; he couldn't even let out a scream. Dragon blood welled up through the gaps in his scales, staining the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Venerable's robes red.

The Wuji Sword Venerable was even more direct.

He swung his iron sword without any fancy Moves.

Ao Ming's massive dragon body was sliced into three sections. The cuts were as smooth as a mirror.

Golden dragon blood poured down, splashing into Heavenly Saint City.

The dragon blood contained massive Spiritual Qi; any vegetation it touched grew wildly, and in the blink of an eye, towering trees sprouted from the ruins.

Two Saint Kings didn't even have the room to resist before a Quasi-Emperor.

The battle ended too quickly.

So fast that no one had time to react.

“The Ye Family does things without needing to explain to others.” Ye Yuan retracted his Ancient Desolate Magic Body, his voice echoing throughout the city, “If the Dragon Clan is unsatisfied, let that old fossil in the Return to Ruins come out himself.”

The Heaven-Swallowing Demon Venerable gave a sinister cackle and, carrying Ao Lie's half-dead dragon body, vanished into the Void Realm.

In front of the Treasure Pavilion.

The Wuji Sword Venerable sheathed his sword, bowed slightly to Gu Sheng, and then also faded into the Void Realm.

Gu Sheng opened his folding fan and gave it two shakes.

“The Heavenly Secrets Pavilion's business is concluded.” Gu Sheng looked at the spies hiding in the shadows along both sides of the street, “Everyone has already obtained the coordinates for the Dragon Emperor's Mausoleum. I wish you all a successful treasure hunt.”

The entire city was so silent you could hear a pin drop.

Who would dare speak now?

Two Saint Kings of the Dragon Clan, one dead and one heavily injured. An army of a hundred thousand Sea Clan members completely wiped out.

All because they came to look for trouble with the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion and the Ye Family.

These coordinates were now a hot potato, but they were also a heaven-sent Opportunity.

The Dragon Clan's vitality was greatly damaged; they couldn't even protect their Saint Kings. Even if there was a Dragon Emperor deep within the Return to Ruins, he likely wouldn't be able to save himself.

Men die for wealth.

The spies looked at each other and retreated silently.

The news would soon spread throughout the entire Eastern Region. Those old monsters would never pass up this chance to kick them while they were down.

The System panel in Gu Sheng's mind flashed frantically.

[Ding! Eastern Region Cultivators' worldviews overturned, destiny points +50,000.]

[Ding! Dragon Clan's prestige swept away, destiny points +80,000.]

[Ding! Old Beggar Li Xiaoyao has developed extreme awe, destiny points +10,000.]

The balance broke through one million once again.

This business deal was a massive profit.

The Old Beggar leaned against the wall to stand up and patted the dust off his clothes.

“Pavilion Master Gu, this Old Beggar is convinced.” Li Xiaoyao gave a bitter smile, “This game of chess in the Eastern Region has been brought to life by you and the Ye Family. The Dragon Clan suffered a huge loss this time; I'm afraid the Seal over at the Return to Ruins won't be held down for much longer.”

“It's best if it can't be held down.” Gu Sheng turned to walk into the building, “The intelligence from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion has always been authentic. As for what's in the Dragon Emperor's Mausoleum, Pavilion Master Li will have to go see for himself.”

The Old Beggar looked at Gu Sheng's back and sighed.

Leaning on his broken wooden stick, he walked with staggering steps toward the city gates.

In the end, he couldn't escape the vortex of this Great Era. The temptation of the Dragon Emperor's Mausoleum was too great; those old fellows in his pavilion definitely wouldn't be able to sit still.

The ruins of the Haiyue Inn.

Ye Yuan summoned Chu Kuangren.

Chu Kuangren felt like he was walking on air.

The Ye Family actually had a Quasi-Emperor!

His Penglai Sword Sect had latched onto a thigh thicker than the heavens this time! In the future, they could walk sideways in the Eastern Region and no one would dare interfere.

“Young Lord, give your orders!” Chu Kuangren knelt on the ground, his voice loud and full of confidence.

“Assemble all the elites of the Penglai Sword Sect.” Ye Yuan looked toward the Return to Ruins, “Go and dig up the Dragon Clan's ancestral graves.”

“As you command!” Chu Kuangren took his orders and left.

Gu Sheng returned to the top floor of the Treasure Pavilion.

Xuan Kong stood guard outside the door, taking a Medicinal Pill to regulate his internal injuries.

Outside the window, Heavenly Saint City was a mess, but the Spiritual Qi was exceptionally dense.

Nourished by dragon blood, it wouldn't be long before this city became a cultivation Holy Land.

Gu Sheng poured himself a cup of tea.

A prompt popped up from the System.

[Host, the two Quasi-Emperor cards have been used; you have no more trump cards in your hand. Are you really going to the Return to Ruins?]

“Who said I was going to the Return to Ruins?” Gu Sheng took a sip of tea, “The coordinates have been sold; the Cultivators of the Eastern Region will pave the way for me. Even if the Dragon Emperor awakens, facing the greed of the entire Eastern Region, he'll still have a layer of skin flayed off.”

[Then what does the Host plan to do?]

“Return to Central Province.” Gu Sheng set down his teacup, “The board in the Eastern Region has been set; it's enough for Ye Yuan to keep an eye on things here. On the Empress of Great Xia's side, the aftermath of the Taichu Holy Land hasn't been fully cleaned up yet, and with only Chen Changborn holding the line, I'm not at ease. In the struggle of the Great Era, Central Province is the main battlefield.”

Gu Sheng sat on the soft couch of the purple-gold flying boat, flipping through the Central Province intelligence sent by Su Jiuer.

After the destruction of the Taichu Holy Land, the Great Xia Dynasty's takeover work was not going smoothly. Besides the Blood River Ancestor who had been chased away by Chen Changsheng earlier, there were several hidden forces acting in the shadows. The Nether Ancestor from the Western Barrens, after making a fortune in the Northern Plains, had grown bolder and actually sent people to infiltrate Great Xia's border cities.

“These rats, as soon as the Heavenly Dao's suppression vanished, they all came out looking for food.” Gu Sheng tossed the intelligence onto the table.

Luo Qingxue had already rushed back to Great Xia ahead of time; with her and Chen Changsheng there, Xia Qingyue was in no immediate danger. But to completely solidify the position as the hegemon of Central Province, a greater display of power was needed.

Gu Sheng clicked on the System shop, his gaze falling on an item named 'Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon Fragment'.

Five hundred thousand destiny points.

It was a bit expensive, but in the struggle of the Great Era, this thing was a nuclear weapon.

“I'll save it for now and see the situation once I'm back in Heavenly Saint City before buying it.” Gu Sheng closed the panel.

In the Eastern Region, with the departure of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion's flying boat, Heavenly Saint City was in a complete frenzy.

Countless Cultivators flooded into the city to collect the dragon blood scattered in the streets and alleys. A single drop of Saint King-level dragon blood could fetch an astronomical price on the black market.

The warships of the Penglai Sword Sect weighed anchor and set sail, heading toward the Return to Ruins in a grand procession.

The hidden old monsters of the Eastern Region's three pavilions—Changsheng Pavilion, Yanyu Pavilion, and Lingxu Pavilion—also came out of seclusion one after another, leading their Disciples toward the Eastern Sea.

The temptation of the Dragon Emperor's Mausoleum was enough to make anyone lose their mind.

Ye Yuan stood on the ruins of the Haiyue Inn, looking at the departing crowds with a cold sneer.

“Fight, snatch. Once you've forced the Dragon Emperor out, the Ye Family will come to wrap things up.” Ye Yuan turned and walked into a temporary tent, with Nie Xiao holding his broken blade while guarding the entrance.

On the seabed of the Return to Ruins, the red light grew more and more intense.

The chains of the sealing Formation snapped one by one.

The Grand Elder led the remaining high-level members of the Dragon Clan, kneeling outside the Formation and kowtowing repeatedly.

“We respectfully welcome the Dragon Emperor's emergence!”

The seawater churned violently as a massive phantom condensed within the red light.

It was a True Dragon with nine claws, its body larger than the highest mountain range in the Eastern Region.

“This Emperor has slumbered for sixty thousand years, yet you lot cannot even protect our ancestral land.” A grand voice echoed through the seabed, carrying an irresistible pressure.

The Grand Elder trembled all over, “Reporting to the Dragon Emperor, the Human Race has produced two Quasi-Emperors. Ao Ming and Ao Lie...”

“Quasi-Emperors?” The Dragon Emperor snorted coldly, “The Great Era reopens, the path to the Emperor throne is contested. Mere Quasi-Emperors dare to act insolently before the Dragon Clan. Once this Emperor reshapes his Physical Body, I shall certainly flood the Eastern Region and drive the Human Race to extinction!”

Violent Spiritual Qi converged toward the Return to Ruins, and the entire sky of the Eastern Region turned gloomy.