Chapter 557: Chapter 483 Three-way Reaction (Part 2) Chapter 557: Chapter 483 Three-way Reaction (Part 2) Emerald waves rippled, with schools of fish and shrimp thriving.
Beneath the clear waters, a majestic white stone palace stood.
As an adult Dragon Descendant, Ke Laoqi, supported wholeheartedly by the Jin Stripe Turtle Clan, already possessed his own fiefdom.
At the moment, he sat upon a coral throne.
His expression was slightly frosty, and somewhat vexed as he looked down.
An aged Golden Patterned Turtle Demon knelt on one knee, his face stern with intent to kill, his aura comparable to that of White Jade Capital, faintly discernible, “I beseech you, Dragon Descendant, to issue a decree allowing this old servant to lead troops to Heavenly Sword Sect to demand an explanation!”
Ke Laoqi pressed his lips together, swallowing back the words “just because of you.”
Has this old bastard gotten muddled in his head?
The Nan Hong Seven Sons were not beings to be trifled with. Anger them, and these people, with their lives on the line, could even turn the Southern Dragon Palace upside down.
The fate of their beloved child was unknown.
The jubilant occasion the Turtle Clan had prepared was now highly likely to turn into a funeral.
The Southern Dragon Palace indeed did not fear the Nan Hong Seven Sons.
But him, as a Dragon Descendant, couldn’t represent the entire Dragon Palace, especially when the matter only pertained to the child of a high-ranking general.
Ke Laoqi really did not want to issue this decree.
His position in the Dragon Palace was already not high; he didn’t want to court trouble and possibly displease the Dragon Grandfather.
In Ke Laoqi’s manner of handling matters, brandishing the name of the Dragon Palace usually resolved ninety-nine percent of troubles. If it did not, his instinct was to retreat.
With that thought, Ke Laoqi finally spoke up, “The matter of negotiating with the Nan Hong Seven Sons is being handled by my fourth brother. If I interfere rashly, it might lead to misunderstandings. Do you wish to turn my brothers against each other?”
“This old servant… This old servant wouldn’t dare!”
The Golden Patterned Turtle Demon’s lips quivered, clearly seeing through the Dragon Descendant’s thoughts yet not daring to speak frankly.
After letting out a sigh of relief, he suddenly knelt on his other knee as well, subtly changing from a stance of demanding battle to one of entreaty, “My Jin Stripe Turtle Clan has always been utterly loyal to the Dragon Descendant, would brave any danger, never fearing death. My son has always guarded the Dragon Descendant’s side, even considering the scars taken in your stead as an honor to be worn on his face for many years.”
“Now his life hangs in the balance. I ask for nothing more, but… but at least let me know if he is alive or dead. And if he is dead, who it was that struck him down.”
The old Turtle Demon’s words were filled with sorrow, striking a chord of empathy among the surrounding demons.
“Enough, to know these things, there is no need to ask Heavenly Sword Sect.”
Ke Laoqi, concealing the irritation in his eyes, abruptly cut off the old bastard’s lament, “If I remember correctly, my thirteenth brother was also present at that time.”
At this point, he couldn’t help but let out a cold sneer.
Others thought that Ke Shisan was acting on his behalf, ensuring that the wedding sedan entered the water safely.
Only Ke Laoqi knew that the boy was up to no good.
The other party had subtly shown signs of rising power. It was inevitable for the target to be turned on his elder brothers, using blood to pave new territories and stacking bones to build new palaces.
Of the remaining twelve Dragon Descendants, the most suitable to be troubled was none other than himself.
Well, he would just appease the old bastard.
After all, he would still need them for an important matter soon.
With that in mind, Ke Laoqi closed his eyes, beginning to contact the brother he hadn’t seen in a long time through a secret method.
As the demons around him watched with anticipation,
A subtle, peculiar smile surfaced unconsciously on Ke Laoqi’s face.
He slowly opened his eyes, looking at his palm in amazement.
A blood amulet quietly emerged within his grasp.
“Dragon Descendant, what’s wrong?”
The Golden Patterned Turtle Demon, as powerful as someone in the White Jade Boundary, looked over anxiously.
Ke Laoqi quickly clenched his fist, glancing over as he stated, “Your son is most likely dead, so there’s no need for further discussion.”
The old Turtle Demon trembled, his mouth opening, but struggling to speak for a long while.
“Set your mind at ease. I will see to it that Heavenly Sword Sect gives you an account for this, a blood debt paid in blood.”
Ke Laoqi rose to his feet leisurely, and with a single sentence, caused the expressions of all the demons below to change drastically.
The Dragon Descendant would truly turn against Heavenly Sword Sect for the sake of the Turtle Clan?!
“The face that should be given to my fourth brother must still be given. I will inform him as soon as possible. Just wait.”
As his words settled,
The old bastard, barely able to contain his emotions, even his voice shook, “This old servant understands, this old servant can wait.”
“Let’s talk about serious matters.”
Ke Laoqi walked leisurely to the side of the Golden Patterned Turtle Demon, gently patting its shoulder, “I have come across a great opportunity, so grand that it could rekindle Grandfather Dragon’s regard for me. Now, I need you to help me seize this opportunity.”
“Should you handle this matter well, your Jin Stripe Turtle Clan could enjoy endless blessings for generations.”
Upon hearing this, the old bastard shuddered.
Compared to the promise made, the danger implicit in them made it more unsettling.
“Rest assured, I already told you it’s an opportunity.”
Ke Laoqi offered a word of comfort.
The old bastard slowly lifted his head, muttering softly, “May I inquire, Dragon Descendant, what opportunity is it?”
Malice seeped into Ke Laoqi’s eyes as he transmitted his voice, “For instance, assassinating an Immortal Sect’s Taoist Child?”
Upon hearing this, the old bastard staggered back, disbelieving as he looked over.
As if he had heard some outrageous joke.
Him, go kill an Immortal Sect’s Taoist Child?
The difficulty of such a task was second only to slaying a titan of the Unity Realm Stage.
First of all, the Nan Hong Seven Sons had only six Taoist Children, each more formidable than the last. For beings like them, any departure from the sect was the focus of much attention; there was no chance of an ambush.
To secretly arrange a meeting with them, one would need to have a very good relationship.
Perhaps not even a childhood companion could manage it.