Chapter 1315 - 1311
Despite the irresistible power that the jade-like bone possessed, the Ginsengfruit’s face showed no joy at all.
This is just the cave entrance, and there’s already something like this. What else might be deeper inside the cave?
The Ginsengfruit quickly stored the bone away and looked up to see the first rays of sunlight appear.
After the night passed, the Compass fortified by the Heavenly Thunder showed no more anomalies, which made the Ginsengfruit ponder.
"Could it be that these phenomena only appear at night?"
Especially considering that this was originally chosen as the site for Moonlight City, a bold guess suddenly appeared in the Ginsengfruit’s mind.
On the other side, Mei City had been bustling these days, like never before.
The Dragon Spirit intentionally let the information flow, allowing those who came to visit to gather some intelligence from the lips of those captured.
Then he captured another batch of people, but instead of keeping them trapped in the middle of the lake, he locked them in the dungeon.
The masters behind these people sensed something amiss, yet due to various reasons, they couldn’t openly intervene.
However, they were unwilling to suffer this loss in silence.
So, those people went somewhat crazy, escalating the matter upwards, even painting the Dragon Spirit as a very dangerous and uncontrollable threat.
In just one short day, a member of the Royal Family, closest to Mei City, came with a grand entourage to investigate the situation.
And they couched it as wanting to see the new excitement in Mei City.
If it were any other power and they heard that a member of the Royal Family was coming to investigate, they would surely have been in a panic.
But the people at this stronghold were all seeking resources and a future, easily infiltrated by the Dark Hall.
Which is enough to show that they weren’t people who knew the rules well.
After a moment’s panic, they resolved that if the Royal Family member discovered their secret, they would devise a way to deal with the person entirely.
The Little Paperman hid in the shadows, overhearing these people’s discussions and plans, and couldn’t help chatting with Chi Yao.
"I somehow feel we’ve blown things out of proportion; I wonder if my master returns, will he peel off the Dragon King’s skin~"
Outside was bustling, yet this courtyard with Yun Ran’s name inscribed felt entirely undisturbed, appearing tranquil and peaceful.
Chi Yao sat on a rocking chair, flipping through a rare book he procured from somewhere with one hand, sipping the greenish tea with the other.
Hearing the Little Paperman’s voice, tinged with a hint of schadenfreude, Chi Yao took a sip of tea.
Finally, he spoke faintly: "If your voice gets any louder, Mr. Dragon Spirit might hear it."
The Little Paperman reflexively covered its mouth as if that would remedy the situation.
In the next instant, he let go, rolling his eyes at Chi Yao.
But when speaking, its tone noticeably lowered: "You’re so boring, honestly not fun at all!"
Being in the courtyard all day with someone who wouldn’t speak unless spoken to nearly stifled it!
The Little Paperman was about to needle Chi Yao further, but then noticed Chi Yao suddenly put down the rare book he’s been holding.
Looking straight towards the courtyard’s entrance, he abruptly said: "Here they come~"
This left the Little Paperman puzzled, who’s coming?
"Who’s coming?"
The Little Paperman, disregarding previous dissatisfaction with Chi Yao’s coldness, edged closer to him, following his gaze.
Chi Yao withdrew his gaze, lying back down.
"A powerful person, even I must avoid their edge. Tell that Dragon Spirit Lord of yours to be cautious, or maybe he’ll die!"
Should the Little Paperman of the past hear this, it would be dismissive, scoffing at the idea that anything could compare with their mighty Dragon King.
But knowing Chi Yao’s capabilities, the Little Paperman couldn’t dismiss this warning lightly.
Without dwelling on what hidden motives may lie, it vanished with a swift whoosh.
Meanwhile, the Dragon Spirit sat alone on the only chair in the dungeon.
Watching those strung up, beaten raw by Ma San, refusing to reveal their backers.
Such bloody scenes only made the Dragon Spirit more impatient.
"Fetch a bucket of chili-water mixed with salt water, just don’t kill them!"
Since these people dared to come, they should be prepared for retaliation. If not for the rules of Qingfeng Temple, they wouldn’t have a chance to breathe.
The Little Paperman slipped in unnoticed, quickly blocking its olfactory senses as it detected the dungeon’s stench.
"Why aren’t you staying in the courtyard, what are you doing here?"
Without pleasantries, the Little Paperman conveyed Chi Yao’s peculiar behavior to the Dragon Spirit.
In a tense glance at the Dragon Spirit: "Great Dragon King, this danger might be aiming for you!"
The fact that Chi Yao spoke such words indicated the visitor was no ordinary person.
The Dragon Spirit squinted; he had sparred with Chi Yao once, not a life-or-death struggle, but he knew he wasn’t Chi Yao’s match.
Anyone Chi Yao considered challenging, he certainly couldn’t handle.
But the Dragon Spirit remained unflustered; he had long shed his past as a mere sea-stirring Jiao Long.
Upon meeting Elder Qing Yangzi at the small courtyard back then, the elder had bestowed upon him a unique protective mechanism.
It would be tough even to consider eliminating him.
"Since they’re here, we should meet them. Ma San, continue. Only stop when you pry open their mouths!"
Ma San eagerly nodded, with the Divine Envoy absent, he obeyed Mr. Long entirely, doing as ordered.
Dragon Spirit tidied his clothes and headed with determined strides toward the reception hall of the stronghold.
The Little Paperman wanted to tag along and watch the scene, but recalling the tasks assigned by its master, reluctantly returned to the courtyard.
Surprised to see the Little Paperman back, Chi Yao figured it would stick by the Dragon Spirit’s side.
"Why the look? I’m a dedicated, diligent paperman, resolutely carrying out my master’s orders!!!"
Seeing the Little Paperman’s apparent outrage, a slight smile curled on Chi Yao’s lips: "Do you know what overcompensating means?"
The Little Paperman: ...
Uh, so frustrating, if only it were more powerful; then it wouldn’t be ridiculed by Chi Yao here!