Chapter 150 - 179: Asking the Clan Elders to Act, Butchering the Black Flood Dragon, and a Taste of Dragon Flesh
Ao Xuan is dead?
How did he die?
That Black Flood Dragon was locked up in prison. How could he just suddenly die?
Emperor Xia’s expression gradually grew solemn.
Ao Xuan’s death wouldn’t have mattered much at any other time. After all, considering the monstrous crimes the Black Flood Dragon Ao Xuan had committed, he should have been dragged out for execution long ago.
But the crucial point now was that the Golden Dragon King from the Golden Dragon Prefecture was staying right here in the Imperial City!
If word of this reached his ears, wouldn’t this Golden Dragon King go berserk and wreak havoc?
Even if Great Xia’s experts could suppress this Golden Dragon King, the people of the Imperial City would still suffer devastating casualties!
At this moment, Emperor Xia came back to his senses and asked, "Do we know the specific Cultivation of that Golden Dragon King, Ao Jin?"
Guard Chen replied, "He should be at the Daoist Palace Realm First Level."
"In less than thirty years, he broke through from the Ninth Level of the Spirit Transformation Realm to the Daoist Palace Realm First Level? That fast?"
"Is a bloodline returning to its ancestors truly that fearsome?"
Emperor Xia’s face showed his shock. Then, his gaze deepened as he asked, "In your opinion, Guard Chen, what are the chances of the clan elders successfully capturing and subduing him?"
Guard Chen pondered for a moment before continuing, "In my humble opinion, there should be a seventy percent chance of success."
Emperor Xia stood up, staring directly at Guard Chen, his expression grave. "The clan elders’ Cultivation should be several layers higher than that Golden Dragon King Ao Jin’s, shouldn’t it?"
Guard Chen shook his head. "Ao Jin is a Demon Dragon whose bloodline is returning to its ancestors. He cannot be measured by normal standards. His power and foundation far exceed that of an ordinary Demon Beast."
"It is said he also has the protection of a Great Power from the Dragon Race, who has bestowed upon him several Magical Treasures for protection!"
"Furthermore, the clan elders are too old. It is not advisable for them to use their full strength."
"Therefore, my ’seventy percent’ was already an optimistic estimate."
Emperor Xia said nothing, his mind rapidly weighing the pros and cons.
He paced back and forth.
Suddenly, he stopped, a ruthless look in his eyes. "Guard Chen, make a trip to the Emperor’s Guard Hall and request that the clan elders take action!"
"In a mere thirty years, that Golden Dragon King has already broken through to the Daoist Palace Realm First Level!"
"In another thirty years, will there be anyone left in Great Xia who can subdue him?"
"Yes!"
Seeing the ruthlessness in Emperor Xia’s eyes, Guard Chen’s Heart Spirit trembled.
Since ancient times, any Emperor who managed to hold the throne for more than ten years was a decisive individual!
Although the current Emperor Xia appeared much more reserved and gentle, having accompanied him for many years, Guard Chen knew well that in his youth, Emperor Xia’s cunning and ruthlessness, hidden deep within, were no less than the previous emperor’s.
It was just a pity that because of that incident back then, Emperor Xia’s foundation was severely damaged, and his Cultivation had been unable to break through to the Divine Platform Realm to this day.
Coming back to his senses, Guard Chen was about to turn and leave.
Suddenly, Emperor Xia waved his hand and spoke again.
"Forget it! I will go and pay them a visit myself."
"I will ask the clan elders to subjugate the Dragon!"
...
「The next morning」
When Su Bai left his home, some of the neighbors he had shared the crab meat with the day before all sang his praises.
The previous night, seeing that Aunt Chen and the others truly couldn’t finish all the crab meat, Su Bai had given the rest to his neighbors.
The crab meat was fresh, tender, and smooth. It was delicious even with minimal cooking, with an excellent texture that few could dislike after trying it.
Su Bai had even told his neighbors that this crab meat was originally destined for the officials of the Court.
As a result, Su Bai’s reputation instantly improved.
These neighbors were all ordinary commoners. How would they normally ever get a chance to taste a delicacy meant for high-ranking officials?
Naturally, they all had good things to say about Su Bai.
Seeing that it was still early, Su Bai passed by Peach Blossom Lane and went inside, planning to get some breakfast.
It wasn’t that he insisted on coming here.
The main reason was that ever since the tofu shop in Peach Blossom Lane became popular, its fame had remained high, drawing a large flow of customers.
The surrounding shops and stalls selling breakfast saw the large number of customers here and, one by one, moved their businesses over.
Over time, Peach Blossom Lane had become an alley famous far and wide for its breakfast stalls.
"Shaobing for sale! Delicious shaobing!"
"Baozi! Baozi! Baozi!"
"Youtiao! Youtiao! Youtiao!"
...
As soon as he entered the alley, a wave of hawkers’ cries, one after another, mingled with the dense, lively atmosphere of worldly life.
It washed over him.
Su Bai went to the front of the tofu shop, found a table, sat down, and ordered three bowls of tofu pudding.
Two sweet, and one savory.
He also bought a few youtiao, baozi, and beef pancakes from a nearby stall and slowly savored his meal.
In the early morning, there were quite a few people like him who had come to buy breakfast.
In the time it took to drink half a cup of tea, he finished everything.
Su Bai took some copper coins from his pocket, greeted the tofu shop owner, and then got up to leave.
"Brother Su Bai, what took you so long!"
Just as he entered the B-Class Prison, Su Bai was grabbed by Zhang Wei and dragged all the way to the A-Class Prison.
Pasture Captain had sent someone to call for him.
Su Bai followed Zhang Wei to a secret room in the A-Class Prison. Upon seeing Pasture Captain, Su Bai asked curiously, "Pasture Captain, don’t tell me we’re the ones tasked with dissecting the Black Flood Dragon that died yesterday?"
Pasture Captain, holding a sharp dissecting knife, glanced at him. "How did you know that Black Flood Dragon died?"
"I heard it from others! It’s such a big deal, you couldn’t hide it even if you tried."
Pasture Captain frowned, inwardly cursing the loose-lipped Prison Guards of the A-Class Prison.
Then, he added, "A Demon Dragon of this caliber is not for you to dissect. I’m just here to assist."
"I called you here just to let you broaden your horizons."
"Oh!"
Su Bai nodded, a look of understanding on his face.
Soon, the two of them arrived at Cell A-3.
Inside was a spacious dissection room.
The room was crowded. The Prison Chiefs of the A-Class Prison were present, along with many skilled Veteran Executioners.
Pasture Captain was right; he was indeed just an assistant.
But what Su Bai hadn’t expected was that the one leading the dissection was a young man under thirty.
This person had thick lips, narrow eyes, and pale skin. His expression was indifferent, giving off the impression of a cold and heartless man.
From the conversations of those nearby, Su Bai learned his identity.
This person was a genius disciple from the Heaven-Sundering Blade Pavilion. At a young age, his Saber Technique had already entered the realm of a Grandmaster.
It was said that he had honed his Saber Technique by dissecting Demon Fiends in the Demon-slaying Bureau.
And this person’s dissection technique was indeed extraordinary.
He stripped off the Black Flood Dragon Ao Xuan’s skin and flesh as if they were layers of clothing.
This was the epitome of a master butcher carving an ox.
The entire dissection process took only half an hour, much faster than it would take Pasture Captain to dissect an ordinary demon.
When the dissection was complete, an A-Class Prison Chief thanked him for his hard work.
The young man only took two taels of Dragon Flesh, gave a faint nod, and left.
Assistants like Pasture Captain only received a few scales and a tiny bit of Dragon Flesh.
As for Su Bai?
He got to watch the whole thing for nothing.
The dissected Dragon Flesh was packed into Jade Boxes, one by one, and then personally escorted out of the Celestial Prison by a Prison Chief with a high Cultivation.
After the dissection was over, Su Bai walked down the corridor and wondered to himself, ’I wonder what this Dragon Flesh tastes like?’
He hadn’t taken more than a few steps when he seemed to sense something and abruptly stopped.
He stared in a certain direction and murmured.
"Interesting. I was just thinking about tasting Dragon Flesh, and now it’s delivering itself to my door?"
In an instant, Su Bai’s Divine Thoughts enveloped the entire Imperial City!
Finally, they settled on the top floor of Yantian Sea.
With his hands behind his back, he took another step, and his body transcended the mortal dust.
He stood among the nine heavens!
Then, he lowered his gaze, looking down upon a certain place in the Imperial City with a nonchalant smile.
"Very well. Then I shall take from this Golden Flood Dragon..."
"a taste of Dragon Flesh!"