Chapter 214: Your Opponent Is The Eighth Prince Of The Dragon Race
The Eighth Prince stood in the main hall and looked at the people around him.
The tension between the two parties was so intense that he felt that if he were to make the slightest mistake, he would become the fuse that would lead to a fierce fight.
For this reason, he needed to explain everything clearly. Otherwise, whether he could walk out of the Kunlun Main Hall was another story.
“I have to explain this from what happened in the day. This morning, I heard from Uncle Ao Ye that there was an old wine tavern outside Kunlun that sold good wine…”
Ao Man spent some time explaining the process.
Apart from telling what he had told Mo Zhengdong, he also added the root cause of this entire issue, which was what happened in the wine inn.
Ao Ye had smashed his cup in anger after drinking the wine, thus incurring the inn’s discontent. The Pixiu took action, and he who didn’t have a high cultivation was drawn into Ao Ye and the Pixiu’s great battle.
He then fell into the demons’ territory.
It was truly an unexpected calamity.
“In the end, Senior Mo was the one who had saved me.” Ao Man lowered his head in shame.
“This is what had happened.”
It was indeed an unnecessary misunderstanding caused by the Dragon Race’s nonsense.
Miao Yue and the other two looked at Ao Li without saying anything.
It was as if they were waiting for the other party to speak first.
Ao Li looked at the Kunlun trio and the corner of his eyes twitched. In the end, he lowered his noble head and said apologetically.
“We were too impulsive.”
“Repaying kindness with enmity is a common occurrence, but this is the first time I’ve experienced it personally. It feels pretty strange.” Miao Yue said calmly.
Ao Li’s expression changed several times before he said
“I will send an apology gift and a thank you gift.”
Hearing this, Miao Yue smiled.
“Kunlun also doesn’t want to bully the Dragon Race. We’ll postpone the challenge for a few days and let your people recuperate. Who knows how many of them are seriously injured.”
Miao Yue’s words were filled with thorns, causing Ao Li and the rest to have ugly expressions.
But they could not refute her.
Ao Man’s appearance had disrupted everything.
“Kunlun still has to fend off external enemies. I wonder how long this battle will last. It’s not certain who will be the one waiting in the end.” Ao Shi stared at Fairy Miao Yue and said.
Bang!
As soon as Ao Shishi finished speaking, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground could be heard from outside.
Then, they saw a huge wolf head roll in.
Powerful energy seeped out from it.
“It’s already over.”
Jiu Zhongtian walked in and explained.
“It’s the Skywolf Race, I will bring some people over in a while. I hope they don’t migrate overnight.”
The Dragon Race members looked at the head of the skywolf and were momentarily stunned. It was too fast.
Was this powerhouse too weak?
“Looks like there’s no problem on our side either. Let’s set the challenge one month later.” Liu Jing looked at the few dragons and said.
At this point, the Dragon Race had nothing more to say.
…
It was daytime.
Boom!
Jiang Lan cut down the last frenzied wooden ape.
With that, he concluded his battle here.
Due to the fact that their strongest expert had been killed, the members of the Skywolf Race began to retreat.
Without the support of their powerhouse, there was naturally no way for them to counterattack as they had lost that battle will.
When someone started escaping, it meant the beginning of their defeat.
“The ninth.”
Jiang Lan counted but didn’t use anything to prove his achievements.
After everything ended, Jiang Lan heard the call for him to go back.
“All disciples are to withdraw from the Ice Cicada Forest. According to your results, you can return to Kunlun and collect your allocated resources.”
These words surprised Jiang Lan. He didn’t know about this matter.
So, should he collect his battle accomplishments?
“I should go back and ask.”
Moments later, Jiang Lan left with a bottle of pills.
There was no need for any proof.
The more prominent ones were always more eye-catching, and their fame spread far and wide. Similarly, there was no need for proof.
He didn’t care about such matters.
The pills he obtained were also meant for Essence Soul cultivators.
It was useless to him.
He could grind it and add it into the spirit liquid to water the Udumbara Flower and vegetative egg.
…
“Master.”
After returning to the Ninth Summit, Jiang Lan went to look for his master.
“How do you feel?” Mo Zhengdong asked.
Naturally, he knew that Jiang Lan had gone out last night. There was only one reason for him to go out last night.
Going out to train.
“I killed five mid-stage Essence Soul Wooden Apes, three late-stage Essence Soul Wooden Apes, and a perfected Essence Soul Skywolf.” Jiang Lan reported his battle results from last night.
He felt that his results were still passable.
“Is that the result compiled from all the disciples of the Ninth Summit?” Mo Zhengdong asked with a chuckle.
Jiang Lan: “…”
“You’re not injured.” Mo Zhengdong looked at Jiang Lan’s body, but he didn’t see any injuries.
His disciple must have been very cautious.
“The enemy was defeated before their attack reached me,” Jiang Lan explained.
It was not because he was hiding at the periphery of the battlefield.
Mo Zhengdong smiled and did not mind. This disciple of his sought fortune and avoided calamity. He had his own opinions and limits.
He had only allowed his disciple to go out and train because he wanted him to gain some experience and knowledge of the outside world.
“The Dragon Race has arrived. The matter has been decided. There will be a challenge next month. There are a total of nine matches, one match per summit.” Mo Zhengdong began to talk about serious matters.
“Has my opponent been decided yet?” Jiang Lan asked.
If he could find out who his opponent was, he might be able to relax a little.
If the Dragon Slaying Sword could lead him to victory, he had no intention of losing.
Although he would gain some attention, it was still worth it. He was willing to do so.
After all, this battle was somewhat important and could reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble for his master.
The trouble of him being the center of attention could be resolved in fifty to a hundred years.
“It’s been roughly confirmed.” Mo Zhengdong looked at Jiang Lan and said calmly.
“Your opponent is Ao Man, the Eighth Prince of the Dragon Race. He’s an innate immortal. It has not been more than a hundred years since he was born. He has the cultivation of a perfected Human Immortal. ”
Jiang Lan: “…”
It was him.
He had met the Eighth Prince a few times and the most recent encounter was last night.
He was indeed very strong. It was impossible for the other party to not win against him even if the other party had suppressed his cultivation to his level.
The disparity was simply impossible to make up. The dragons were simply here to bully him.
Jiang Lan was very curious. The Dragon Race’s spell techniques, secret arts, and physical body were all extremely powerful when compared to the others on the same cultivation level.
Why didn’t someone at the same cultivation level fight him?
Bullying the weak…
Hmm, but it seemed that the other party was younger than him.
“…”
It had only been a few decades since the Eighth Prince was born. On the other hand, he was the only disciple of the Ninth Summit and also one who had cultivated for more than 260 years.
In comparison, the other party was at a disadvantage.
Kunlun would find it hard to refute this fact.
“Disciple will try my best.” Jiang Lan agreed.
Facing someone of this level, there was no other choice other than to try his best.
…
After that, Jiang Lan left the peak of the Ninth Summit.
He had a month to prepare and see if he could defeat the Eighth Prince with his late stage cultivation.
His master could probably detect his perfected Essence Soul cultivation if he wanted to.
Since he did not mention it, it meant that he had silently agreed to him having a late-stage Essence Soul cultivation.
This way, both parties had to use the strength of a late-stage Essence Soul cultivator.
After returning to the courtyard, Jiang Lan took out some pills to grind. He planned to practice the Dragon Slaying Sword today.
It had been a long time.
The Dragon Slaying Sword was the only spell technique that could reverse the situation.
He had never used the Dragon Slaying Sword to slay a real dragon, so the exact effect would have to depend on what happened in the next month.
Although he had a dragon by his side, he could not use it to test his sword.
Jiang Lan placed the pill powder into the spirit liquid and stirred it. Then, he began to water the plants.
Perhaps it could bring some changes to the vegetative egg.
After watering the vegetative egg and Udumbara Flower, Jiang Lan looked in the direction of the Kunlun library outside the Ninth Summit.
He wanted to try and understand all the realms after becoming an immortal.
This way, he could roughly guess what realm his master was in.
He could also calculate how long it would take before he could surpass his master.
