Chapter 143 Zhang Han is Going to Meet Dragon Monarch (Seeking Monthly Passes)
Yun State, inside a tea house.
The Storyteller was earnestly recounting a tale.
"It is said that Sect Master Chu of the Hidden Sect stretched forth his hand to pluck the sun, the moon, and the stars from the sky, intending to hurl them at the Dragon Monarch."
"How vast are the sun, the moon, and the stars? Not to mention the sun and the moon, but just the stars alone are endless at a glance; one star is bigger than the entire Yun State. Tsk tsk, if a star were to be hurled at Yun State, I'm afraid the entire Yun State would vanish from history!"
"When the Dragon Monarch saw Sect Master Chu plucking the sun, the moon, and the stars, his eyes immediately widened with fear of being struck by them. With a 'whoosh,' he transformed into a Thousand Dragon, and with a thunderous boom, he attempted to flee..."
"Indeed, esteemed guests, the Dragon Monarch was indeed afraid..."
The Storyteller spoke with foundations for his tale.
The customers in the tea house were also listening intently.
At the climax of the story, they couldn't help but exclaim in praise.
However, the more Zhang Han listened, the stranger his expression became.
What are all these things?
It seems all of it has been made up.
There couldn't possibly be so many such things.
Although he had not personally witnessed his Respected Master's battle with the Demon Clan Dragon Monarch, he could guess.
The two probably just probed each other in a fight.
Or perhaps his Respected Master showed such a profound level of Cultivation that he scared the Dragon Monarch away.
It definitely couldn't be that his Respected Master had a great battle with the Dragon Monarch and flung the sun, the moon, and the stars at the dragon.
Lucky for this Storyteller who has such a strong capacity for imagination.
He could even concoct such a plot.
Indeed, impressive.
Zhang Han shook his head, somewhat impressed.
Right after, he stood up and left a piece of broken silver on the table, ready to leave.
Inside this tea house, he could not find any news; staying here was useless.
Zhang Han walked a few steps, intending to leave directly.
By chance, he glimpsed a private room on the third floor of the tea house, a trace of doubt flashing across his eyes.
"Is this demonic energy?"
Zhang Han muttered to himself in a low voice.
Patterns of an Array rose under his feet.
Concealing his aura and form completely.
In the tea house, Zhang Han seemed to disappear into thin air.
Fortunately, the customers were all listening to the Storyteller's tale and hadn't noticed, or else they would have been scared out of their wits.
Zhang Han, with his form hidden, made his way towards the private room on the third floor.
Soon enough,
Zhang Han reached the door of that room, tiptoeing inside.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
What met his eyes were two figures.
These two figures were seated at the table.
One of them was an old man, with kind eyes and benevolent brows, his hair white and long. Continue your journey on empire
The other figure was a young man dressed in a black robe with python dragon patterns, speaking angrily with an agitated demeanor.
The traces of demonic energy that Zhang Han had sensed were indeed emanating from this young man.
Is he a monster?
What would a monster come to a tea house for?
Zhang Han was puzzled, but didn't reveal himself, standing within the Array, wanting to see what these monsters were up to.
Zhang Han stood quietly.
Inside the private room.
The young man, unaware, was angrily waving his hands, his face full of rage.
"Elder Gui, can you believe these Mortals, how infuriating they are? They know nothing and just fabricate stories!"
"Even my father has publicly stated that he only suffered a small setback, yet these Mortals talk as if my father is on the brink of death!"
The young man said furiously.
"Your Highness, you mustn't get agitated. These are just the words of mere Mortals; it is enough to listen and not take them to heart,"
The old man beside him shook his head and spoke.
"I really want to slaughter all these Mortals, the more I think about it, the more irritated I get."
The young man waved his hand.
"Your Highness, as the son of the Dragon Monarch, you must show restraint. You cannot lose your temper so easily. If the Dragon Monarch saw you now, he would be displeased,"
the elder advised.
Upon hearing this,
the young man suddenly didn't know what to say, and his raised hand dropped.
"My father obviously has a temper too, yet he teaches us to be composed..."
"He gets so angry over some rumors that he shouts all day, and still tells us to be composed..."
the young man muttered quietly.
The elder, listening to him, could only shake his head helplessly without speaking.
Just then,
a faint voice rang out within the private room.
"So, you are the progeny of the Dragon Monarch?"
The young man and the elder were startled.
Before they could react,
the next moment,
formation patterns appeared from nowhere, enveloping the entire room. Countless chains flew out, binding both the young man and the elder.
The two of them were mere Nascent Soul Realm entities and had no power to resist; they were captured by the chains.
"Who?!"
Ao Yu, the young man, widened his eyes and exerted all his strength, trying to break free from the chains.
Seeing this scene,
Zhang Han, who was hidden within the array, slowly revealed his form.
"You are the Dragon Monarch's offspring? Then do you have a way to lead me to the Dragon Monarch?"
Zhang Han asked gently.
"Since you know I am the son of the Dragon Monarch, yet you treat me like this, are you not afraid of death?!"
Ao Yu said angrily.
The elder at his side did not speak, silently channeling his energy, continuously striking at the chains.
Zhang Han didn't care about their actions and elegantly walked over to sit in a chair.
"I'll ask one last time, do you have a way to lead me to the Dragon Monarch?"
Zhang Han spoke slowly.
This time, Ao Yu did not have a chance to speak.
The elder beside him, having realized that the chains couldn't be broken, spoke up.
"I am an administrator by the side of the Dragon Monarch, known as Chancellor Gui. This young man beside me is the ninety-seventh offspring of the Dragon Monarch. Leading you to the Dragon Monarch is naturally possible. However, before that, I wish to know your identity,"
the elder said calmly.
"A disciple of the Hidden Sect of East State, is that identity satisfactory?"
Zhang Han stretched and yawned.
Whoosh...
Hearing this, both men's eyes widened in disbelief as they looked at Zhang Han.
A disciple of the Hidden Sect had come to Yun State?
And he wanted to meet the Dragon Monarch??
"So, you two, can you possibly take me to see the Dragon Monarch?"
A warm smile appeared on Zhang Han's face as he spoke.
"May I ask, sir, what business you have with the Dragon Monarch? Are you here on behalf of your Sect Master Chu to meet with the Dragon Monarch?"
Chancellor Gui asked repeatedly.
"I am not here on behalf of my Respected Master; I came on my own accord, representing only myself. Moreover, my purpose here is nothing more than to resolve the chaos in Yun State,"
Zhang Han shook his head and said.
"Then may I ask, how do you intend to resolve this human-demon war in Yun State?"
Chancellor Gui asked once more.
"That matter depends on the Dragon Monarch's attitude, not something for you to inquire about. You just need to lead me to see the Dragon Monarch,"
Zhang Han had no desire to discuss further with Chancellor Gui.
Upon hearing this, Chancellor Gui fell silent.
Ao Yu, glaring with wide eyes, looked from Zhang Han to Chancellor Gui and realized that there was no place for him to speak, so he closed his mouth quietly.
After a moment,
Chancellor Gui finally spoke, agreeing to take Zhang Han to meet the Dragon Monarch...
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