Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife-Chapter 2045 - 526: Return to the Sky Punishment Pavilion
"Hmm, the technique is clean and swift, quite reminiscent of my style in the old days." An Yiqing sat at the table, boasting shamelessly.
Long Zixuan frowned in silence, raising an eyebrow, "Sister An, your cultivation power has deepened again." With the thick-skin cultivation.
An Yiqing gladly accepted, "Thanks for the compliment."
Long Zixuan knew that in terms of quick wit, he was no match for An Yiqing. He simply hung his head down, silently shrinking into the chair, pretending to be invisible. Yin Xilin watched with a smile as An Yiqing and Long Zixuan bickered, thinking to herself that she must master her mentor’s glibness to become unbeatable around the world.
Jin Feng had already been locked in the Water Prison, with no hope of seeing the light of day again. Taking advantage of this, Long Zixuan seized half of the Jin Family’s power. The remaining half was divided among the three main authorities of the Jin Family, and Long Zixuan planned to gradually consume them one by one later.
"The Jin Family is no longer a threat. The Shangguan Family has been quite obedient lately. My grandfather said he has started pressuring Shangguan Xiong to hand over his military power. Without the Jin Family aiding him, the Shangguan Family is like an autumn locust and won’t be hopping around much longer. It’s the Sky Punishment Pavilion that’s been unusually quiet lately." Long Zixuan frowned, a hint of contemplation sweeping across his eyes. Xuan Mo of the Sky Punishment Pavilion had great ambition. He couldn’t possibly be unaware of the recent changes with the Shangguan and Jin Families, yet from the time of the incident until now, Xuan Mo hadn’t uttered a single word. No matter how one views it, Long Zixuan found it odd.
An Yiqing didn’t speak, her right index finger tapping the armrest of the chair methodically. After a while, she squinted her eyes, "When something is unusual, there must be something amiss. That old fiend Xuan Mo doesn’t know my identity yet, so we still have the upper hand. It’s best to take preemptive action while he’s still in the dark and knock him down."
"Sister An, you mean...?"
"Tonight, we’ll visit the Sky Punishment Pavilion again; I want to see what secrets Xuan Mo is hiding." An Yiqing said coldly.
Long Zixuan’s eyes lit up, but were quickly colored with worry, "Xuan Mo is ruthless and his power is unfathomable. Sister An, with the two of us, we might not be his match."
"What’s there to fear?" An Yiqing chuckled, glancing at Long Zixuan with ease, "If we can win, we fight; if not, we run. Besides, Zixuan, don’t forget my other identity."
Long Zixuan froze, then slapped his forehead. Of course, An Yiqing was the Dragon-Taming Technique Successor passed down by the Situ Family’s mother.
In the Dragon Clan, the Dragon-Taming Technique Successor holds a highly respected status. Back in the day, the ancestor of the Situ Family reached the second level of the Dragon-Taming Art, and roamed freely throughout the Dragon Clan. Even the Head Chief of the Dragon Clan and the Pavilion Master of the Sky Punishment Pavilion at that time had to show him considerable deference. It is to be known that while the Dragon-Taming Art seems like just a technique for communicating with the Dragon Clan, when cultivated to the third and fourth levels, it is sufficient to slaughter any dragon.
The Pavilion Master of the Sky Punishment Pavilion, although it is uncertain if he is indeed part of the Dragon Clan, still holds apprehensions toward the Dragon-Taming Technique Successor. After all, angering the Dragon-Taming Technique Successor could lead to the outright extinction of the Dragon Clan, leaving the Sky Punishment Pavilion as nothing more than a lone commander.
Thinking of this, Long Zixuan sighed in relief. With this identity, even if Xuan Mo wanted to destroy An Yiqing, he would have to consider it carefully.
"Sister An, are you planning on going to the back mountain tonight to have a look?" Long Zixuan asked again.
An Yiqing touched her chin and shook her head, "That old coot Xuan Mo certainly isn’t up to anything good in the back mountain; there’s no need to guess that. What I’m curious about in the Sky Punishment Pavilion are its internal secrets."
Long Zixuan was stunned, "Secrets?"
An Yiqing looked up at him with a serene gaze, "Aren’t you curious about the true identities of those in the Sky Punishment Pavilion? And that Dragon-Slaying Sword, kept in the hands of an enemy, how can you sleep soundly at night?"
Long Zixuan widened his eyes, staring at An Yiqing in disbelief, "Sister An, you’re thinking of the Dragon-Slaying Sword..." Stealing it?!
The last three words were left unsaid, but the shock on his face revealed his thoughts.
An Yiqing smiled meaningfully, "Why not?" She stood up, slowly walking to the door. Outside the simple, bamboo-made door, the warm sunshine poured into the hall like gold, enveloping her, with a shallow golden aura emanating from her silhouette, sacred and dazzling.
"A year ago, I promised Grandma Fengling to become a qualified Dragon-Taming Technique Successor. For thousands of years, the Dragon Clan has been peacefully guarding this land in silence. Now, an Evil Dragon has appeared, and the Sky Punishment Pavilion is weak; as a Dragon-Taming Technique Successor, I have the responsibility to fulfill that ancient promise. Plus, I’m very fond of this tribe, and hope that decades later, I’ll still see you all."
