Stuck in a Chinese novel-Chapter 393: True Emperor

Yan Rong had been stationed at the dungeon from the seventh day. She hadn't been ordered but had voluntarily asked to be stationed at the dungeon.

The dungeon had been deemed dangerous, jumping from A rank to S rank and the sole diver of the dungeon had been none other than her lover, Wei Jun.

She didn't know why Wei Jun had been assigned that dungeon, but when she found out, her anger had broken through the roof, and so had her rank.

She transitioned from being a master rank cultivator to a grandmaster realm cultivator and almost destroyed an entire military base. She had been contained by her father who was surprised at her growth but even he was having a harm time to control her.

General Ming looked at her and gulped, remembering the punch she received when Yan Rong broke through to vent her anger that she had due to the military.

Yan Rong, however, kept her gaze on the dungeon gate, clinging to nothing but hope that Wei Jun would appear from that dungeon gate the very next moment.

And, as if all her prayers for the last three weeks had been answered, the person she so desperately wished to see fell at her feet, looked at him, and with his usual charming smile, said, "Darling. I'm home."

Her heart quivered and her body shook. She couldn't react. She didn't know how to.

Everything around her stopped. Everyone around her kept looking at her. And she, in turn, kept looking at him. She took a deep breath, once again making sure she wasn't dreaming, and went down on her knees, looking at the man of her dreams who looked up at her and did what she had been wishing to do for the last three weeks.

She raised her hand, with a loving expression on her face, she said as she brought her hand down, "I missed you, darling."

To Wei Jun's gut.

"Argh!!!"

Wei Jun grunted loudly in pain as Yan Rong punched him in the gut, but that wasn't the end of it. She rained punches down on him wherever she could, unleashing a chain of curses that would make one's ears bleed. A kind of cursing that didn't suit a woman at that.

Something involving Wei Jun, and a pair of balls in his possession.

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"So, you're Wei Jun? Hohoho." The elder laughed but this time there was no kindness in his laughter but pure mock. Wei Jun's eyes twitched as he heard the old man's laughter but he held himself back.

He looked at him, his face showing no indication that it was swollen just a few minutes ago so badly that it could have been mistaken for a red tomato, and said, "Yes."

"Show respect to the elder." Commander Yan immediately said. Wei Jun looked at him for a moment with chilly eyes but gulped down his anger once again. He couldn't yell at Yan Rong's father. Especially not after the beating he had been through.

"Hohoho. It's fine. The young man is already in too much pain from his wounded pride." The elder once again made fun of Wei Jun, making his eye twitch again, but Wei Jun displayed patience that couldn't be found in a young man his age.

"So? Feel like telling us what you witnessed inside that dungeon?" The elder asked now that he had made enough fun of Wei Jun.

The dungeon that Wei Jun came out from, the dungeon from where they felt that presence that shook them down to their souls, had closed just as Wei Jun came out of it.

Anyone could tell Wei Jun had something to do with it. The fact that he could defeat the person whose presence they felt was impossible on its own so there must have been some other scenario at play here.

"I'm afraid you can't ask my disciple such a question." The sect master of the Thunder Cloud Tempest Sect spoke.

He attracted everyone's attention in the room and with a frown, General Shao asked, "Why not?"

"It's a breach of contract. He's to clear dungeons for you, not answer your questions." The sect master said.

"Hohoho." The old man chuckled and said, "Little Song has surely gotten gutsy."

"I sure have, old man." The sect master replied.

"You dare!" General Shao and Commander Yan yelled in unison while the other generals also had a frown on their faces.

"Cool down. You cannot defeat him anyway." The old man said. At the old man's words, everyone remembered the kind of lunatic they were looking at and some of them even trembled.

The sect master only smiled softly and said, "How about we don't stretch this matter any longer? The dungeon was a threat. It disappeared. Problem solved."

"But it could appear again." The old man argued.

"And we can band together to deal with it then." The sect master countered before he added, "Regardless, I'll not have a member of my sect be bullied by your hands, old man."

"..." The old man remained silent for a while before he nodded and said, "Very well. State your demands."

'Cunning bastard.' Wei Jun thought inwardly but he couldn't help but nod in acknowledgment. Wei Jun would have taken advantage of the situation himself as well but he wasn't strong enough to do it but the sect master was and it appeared the high command was aware of his strength and the old man was aware of his true strength.

He had the right to demand from the military, but Wei Jun didn't.

"I want the contract that binds my disciple to the military to be abolished and he be paid significant amount of resources for his troubles." The sect master said.

"That is too much." General Ming interjected.

"Not necessarily. I don't know how he did it, but he prevented a great tragedy from coming to this earth. Had that dungeon been opened, nobody here would have been alive. I think you owe him greatly for that." The sect master argued and it was such a valid point that even General Ming had to agree.

But, just because she agreed, didn't mean they were bound to agree.

"You're right, little Song," The old man said before he looked at the sect master with a devious look as he said, "I don't want to. What are you gonna do about it?"

Wei Jun involuntarily took a step back even when he had remained unfazed in the presence of the golden eyes.

The sect master, on the other hand, remained in his place as he dusted off his shoulder. He looked at the old man and said, "Don't be unreasonable, old man. You don't want me as an enemy, do you?"

The old man looked at the unfazed expression of the sect master and smiled, "Very well. I am willing to compensate him but his bond to the military shall remain. I cannot lose such a strong asset, after all."

The old man openly announced his intentions. And no one in the room could refute his words. And no one could even think of refuting his words. All they could do was stand there in complete and utter silence.

Even Wei Jun abided by rule of the strong was the law. He knew he had no right to make a demand from the old man unless he had something the old man wanted but unfortunately, he didn't.

'But that doesn't mean I don't have it.' Wei Jun thought inwardly as he made plans for the future. It was time to use the leverage against the empire once more. After all, now that the times were perfectly hectic, Wei Jun could take advantage of that. Advantage of the empire's and its law enforcement's frustration.

"How shameless can you be, old man?" The sect master said but he knew he wasn't getting anything more than the old man was offering so he said, "Then, in return, approve the sect takeover."

Wei Jun raised his head to look at the sect master. He wasn't well versed in the matter of the sects but even he knew what a sect takeover was. It was just like a hostile takeover when a business was concerned. Just the word 'sect' was added before to show what would be taken over.

The Thunder Cloud Tempest sect had been the first-ranking sect across the empire but, due to some reasons, dropped down to the third rank. Wei Jun was certain that there was none other like the sect master in those sects, so either he wasn't involved for some reason, or he didn't want to do anything about it when his sect fell in the ranking.

However, now that times were changing, perhaps the sect master had decided to get involved.

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"Ambitious as always, little Song." The old man said with a straight expression before he added, "Very well. Whatever you do between you sects, the empire will not get involved."

"Do you speak for the imperial family?" The sect master asked even when the old man had given his permission.

"Hohoho." The old man chuckled but this time, arrogance could be spotted in his laughter as he asked, "When I have said something, what can the imperial family do?"

He then stood up and then proudly said a few simple words, "Do not forget, Little Song. I am the true king of his empire. Liu Qianghua."