Chapter 639
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Chapter 639: A Meeting With a Single Sword
A day later at Lake Hongze, perhaps this was the busiest time the lake had ever been in history.
Invitations from Lake Hongze were sent out to many, dragons from all corners of the world gathered here. In just a day, over twenty dragon clans gathered in the once quiet Lake Hongze, with as many as eight dragon kings!
Lord Dongting, Lord Qiantang, Lord Taihu, Lord Chaohu… many were dragon kings who ruled over different water territories. With their direct descendants and some dragons who came upon hearing the news, the number of dragons increased significantly.
The South Sea dragons were completely indifferent to this matter.
But for the dragons from the East Sea and the North Sea, there was a sense of competition.
"The mighty Dragon King, in order to seek revenge, resorted to such despicable methods, bringing shame upon himself."
"If the leader sets a bad example, it is common for others to follow suit, just get used to it."
"Is it common to let one’s cultivation of hundreds of years go down the drain, and bully a young person in their twenties?"
"Yuan Yong deserves to die, his death is his own fault. Shifting blame to ordinary people is unacceptable. The Dragon King must face consequences, but his lack of character is disappointing! If he is brave enough, why doesn’t he pick a fight with Lord Chaohu or the East Sea?"
The conversations among the Dragon clans were harsh, especially for the Hongze clan. Everyone knew right from wrong, and there was no point in arguing.
From the moment they chose retaliation, their moral foundation had already crumbled. It was a shameful act of stubbornness.
However, the Dragon Kings only resorted to mocking and condemning each other with harsh words, but that was the extent of it.
Despite this, the lingering sense of conflict inside and outside the arena only escalated with each passing moment.
The conflict reached its peak after the entry of the heroic spirit.
As witnesses to the life-and-death duel, Lu Yunchuan and Xia Longque arrived at the scene with seven apostles following them.
The Heroic Spirit Principle can create apostles in batches, but there is a limit to the number that can be created. Not all heroic spirits are willing to create apostles, which adds to the mystery.
Xia Longque has never had apostles before. These apostles come from Yan City and serve as bodyguards for heroic spirits. Since heroic spirits are strategically important, losing them anywhere would be a great pity. However, the death of an apostle doesn’t cause any losses to the heroic spirit, but it takes a long time to cultivate a new one.
Lu Yunchuan is a social butterfly, friends with many dragons. As he walks by, his right hand moves like a bar of soap, passing from one person’s hand to another without stopping.
On the other hand, Xia Longque is more reserved, observing the dragons around her. No one talks to her, and she has no interest in talking to anyone, so she walks away by herself.
The dragon lords feel uncomfortable with the way Xia Longque looks at everyone as if they were a map of meat distribution. They try to avoid her gaze whenever possible.
The dragon slayer’s presence here is very intimidating, like a proctor standing behind an exam taker. Even without doing anything, the sense of intimidation is high, making students involuntarily think, ‘Why is the proctor standing behind me? I didn’t fall asleep or cheat. Is there a misunderstanding? Did I make a mistake in a question? Let me double-check!’
Just as she sat down, Xia Longque noticed two other Dragon Maidens on the other side, Ying Mu and Ao Hanli.
"Did you buy it?"
"Bought it, bet it all on him to win."
"Aren’t you afraid the house will run away?"
"The Four Seas Group is the one setting the odds, we can’t miss out on this money opportunity."
"Have you ever thought about what if he loses?"
"It’s impossible for that to happen, relying on Yuan Cheng? What does it have to win with? Joking about ‘my son’s head cracked open’ with his skull comes out and makes us laugh to death on the lake?" Ying Mu was confident and sarcastic, as long as Bai Wei wasn’t around, she was the queen of trash talk, ready to take on any challenge.
Ao Hanli casually scanned the surrounding waters of Hongze Lake, "The security is tight here."
"What’s the point, it’ll break with just one poke." Ying Mu dismissed it, "What are you looking for?"
"Sister."
"Xue Hanlei hasn’t arrived yet, right?" Ying Mu knowingly asked, "Or are you looking for a different sister, one that’s not here but unseen?"
"Hongze is hiding very well. Do you want to help or do you want to cause trouble?"
"So you’re not just here for the show," Ying Mu raised an eyebrow, showing a smile, "Coincidentally, I am too… Before leaving Chao Lake, Wei left me a few words. Perhaps we can try to cooperate. It can’t hurt."
Xia Longque raised an eyebrow slightly, she could hear clearly that these two dragon maidens seemed to be plotting something in secret.
Just then, a noisy sound came, distracting Xia Longque’s attention, and everyone else’s attention as well.
"Looks like someone is coming…"
As the sound spread, many dragon clans broke through the water currents, the sound of dragons roared on the surface of Hongze Lake.
In this life-and-death struggle, everything that could be cleared around Hongze Lake was cleared, everything that could be sealed off was sealed off. They wouldn’t allow common people to enter. Once someone appeared here, it must be Bai Wei without a doubt.
They watched, searched, and waited.
There weren’t many spectators on the surface, but definitely many in secret. The aquatic clans underwater, as well as military personnel in the mountains and forests, had set up equipment that could transmit signals directly to Yan City. The total number of direct spectators definitely exceeded a thousand people.
The lake was quiet, only the ripples of the water were moving. No birds were flying in the woods, no insects were chirping in the trees. Under the majestic presence of the mountains, Lake Hongze appeared silent.
Waiting, staying calm, then time flowed like water.
As the sunlight gradually turned into fiery clouds, the afterglow slowly ignited the sky.
As the sun was setting in the west under the sunset, the uneven mountains and hills flanked the sun, while the Huai River flowed endlessly on the earth.
The gently flowing Huai River reflected the crimson sunlight of dusk, appearing like a river of blood.
Red River.
A white wisp from the river water caused a slight change in the otherwise peaceful atmosphere, and all the waiting Dragon Kings, heroic spirits, and apostles looked in the same direction.
Above the Huai River, a flat boat floated forward, flowing into Lake Hongze.
Standing on the flat boat, a figure in white emerged from the river, starting from a faint white dot, gradually taking shape. From afar, it looked like a wisp of cloud condensing into a solid figure, tall and slender, with an otherworldly demeanor, retaining the sharpness of a swordsman, but also exuding an indescribable sense of nobility and aloofness.
Ying Mu watched as a person in a white robe came out of the red river at dusk, she instinctively grabbed her collar and bit her lip… Fantastic, the ball hit exactly where she wanted, she should have dressed like this in the past. She felt happy yet a bit sad, why did this intentional dressing up come from Huaishui.
Ao Hanli’s eyes remained calm, with a hint of approval. She seemed unchanged, but standing close to Ying Mu, she heard the disorder in her breathing, indicating her surprise at the visitor’s remarkable change in appearance and demeanor.
Xia Longque was more direct, holding her cheek, smiling. She instructed the apostles, "Remember to back up the recording, turn the good clips into a photo collection and send it to my office."
Bai Wei put on a white outfit he rarely wore, perhaps to contrast with the black dragon.
In normal days, when Michelle, Alena, and Judy fought, they wore battle clothes. This ceremony was also worth paying attention to. Fighting in a suit looked cool, but this was Daming. Bai Wei chose a white sword robe, crisp and elegant, deliberately unbuttoning part of the sleeve for easy access to his sword. With not enough hair to tie up, he combed it casually. Finally, he tidied himself up to fit directly into the game’s cutscenes.
With a remarkable temperament, he had already surpassed the Black Dragon in appearance by far.
This surprise didn’t last long, at least not long enough to shock the Dragon King. The silent reason for the Dragon Lords was
—Bai Wei had come, he was the only one who came.
The Dragon King of Huaishui didn’t arrive, only Bai Wei came, riding a flat boat, light as a feather, flowing downstream.
He went to the banquet alone, facing the challenge alone.
The young man tilted his chin slightly, showing no movement, and the boat beneath his feet had automatically hovered on the lake. Hongze Lake was a flowing lake with unpredictable fluctuations. The boat hovering on the water caused the surrounding ten meters of flowing water to completely freeze like a mirror.
Looking over many spectators, the Dragon King’s heroic spirit eyes showed no hint of respect or seriousness. Instead, it was like sizing up a group of walking signboards. He slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a hint of amusement.
His voice echoed across the lake, causing countless ripples.
"Impressive!"
"With so many people watching you die, it seems like you will have no regrets in this life."
The sword represents a noble gentleman, modest and reserved; the sword is a weapon, showing its sharpness.
Bai Wei stood on a small boat, as if thousands of swords bowed to his command, gazing at the sky above.
"Get down!"
The black dragon ripped through the sky, crashing down in an instant, stomping on the waves of the river with tumultuous waves and surges.
The dragon roared, dark clouds looming over the city, threatening to destroy it.
The white clothes fluttered in the wind, the sunset dusk coloring the river red.
In this battle, each must accept their fate of life or death.
