Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 631 - 95 My Best Friend [Vote for Monthly Tickets!]_1

Chapter 631: Chapter 95 My Best Friend [Vote for Monthly Tickets!]_1

Chu Liang placed a jade bowl on the table, inside of which a little golden dragon was swimming in circles, seemingly intoxicated by the smell of the Qinghong meat.

"Would you like some too?" Chu Liang asked with a smile.

"Chitter chatter!" The Little Golden Dragon squeaked impatiently.

"We are good friends. If I have a bite, you should have a bite too," Chu Liang teased, "Do you agree?"

"Absolutely!" The Little Golden Dragon responded immediately.

Even though it was currently suppressed, it wasn’t oblivious to what was happening around it. From the moment the Emperor ordered Yao Dengxian to free it to the Regent Leader handing it to Chu Liang, it knew everything.

Chu Liang had the strongest dragon aura... Although somewhat mixed, it was comparable to a Real Dragon, which was why the Little Dragon felt secure in Chu Liang’s care.

Only then did it have the leisure to desire meat.

Having been in the royal palace for so many years, it had naturally heard of the reputation of Qinghong meat.

"We’re good friends, so I’ll set you free in a bit, okay?" Chu Liang asked again.

"Of course!" As soon as the Little Golden Dragon heard this, it immediately nodded its head repeatedly, "We’re the best of friends."

"So where do you plan to go after you’re free?" asked Chu Liang.

"Hmm..." This sudden question had the Little Golden Dragon stumped.

Although it was part of the Dragon Race, ever since the Dragon Nest was shattered back then, the dragons scattered in all directions, and the bonds between them loosened. Now, even if there was a somewhat large group, they were at the bottom of a mysterious abyss, the location of which, it had no idea.

Moreover, the Old Golden Dragon had been suppressing the dynasty’s destiny for years. It had no friends and left no connections or "dragon connections" for it.

Therefore, its initial plan was just about retaking its freedom and stealing the Golden Dragon Ball, all of which the Empress had told it. As for where it should go afterward, it really hadn’t thought about it.

Seeing its dilemma, Chu Liang chuckled: "I knew you hadn’t thought it through..."

"We’re good friends, so I should provide you a place to stay when you have nowhere to go, shouldn’t I?" He continued coaxing.

"Absolutely!" The Little Golden Dragon nodded again.

"Our Shu Mountain is beautiful and abundant in spiritual energy, many spirit beasts and immortal birds vie to cultivate here. In the end, it was a White Dragon that gained the upper hand and suppressed the mountains for us. If you’re willing, you can live with us in the future. With your kin on the mountain, you won’t be lonely." Chu Liang said.

"That’s great!" the Little Golden Dragon responded excitedly.

"So, you say..." Chu Liang grinned mischievously, "Isn’t it inappropriate if you had nothing to give in return when your friend treats you so kindly?"

"Eh?" The moment the Little Golden Dragon heard this, its expression froze, and it ’played dumb’.

"You’re not planning to give me any return?" Chu Liang questioned directly.

"You can always count on my friendship." said the Little Golden Dragon.

"I have already garnered your friendship when I helped you steal the Golden Dragon Ball last time. Are we now going to pay in installments?" Chu Liang instantly switched tone.

"You can have... a deeper level of friendship." said the Little Golden Dragon.

Oh really?

Does it mean we could unlock new adventures when our intimacy reach a certain level?

Chu Liang no longer bothered disguising his true intentions and asked outright, "Don’t you have some kind of Dragon Soul Guard? Could you give me one?"

Now he had inherited the dragon scales from the White Dragon, the dragon orbs from the Black Dragon, but he’d never owned any dragon soul. Having witnessed Qi Lin’er’s powerful dragon soul, he was eager to give it a try.

He didn’t even bother with the relatively low-level Dragon Blood inheritance anymore.

"That’s..." The Little Golden Dragon circled twice, hesitated and said, "Our Dragon Race only has three Dragon Soul Guards. And for Dragon Scale Heritage, we can only have up to seven. Even though one can be freed if the host dies, the number is still limited... "

"So amongst the three, there isn’t one that I’m worthy of possessing?" Chu Liang nodded tentatively, "And you still want to eat Qinghong meat, how about I make a Qinghong intestine sashimi for you"

As he spoke, he attempted to put the jade bowl back into his pocket.

"Hey hey!" The Little Golden Dragon called out immediately, "I’ll give it to you, okay?"

"Heh heh." Chu Liang grinned triumphantly, "You really are my best friend."

"I can give it to you right now, you just need to find a place with fewer people." The Little Golden Dragon finally conceded.

So Chu Liang hastily ate a couple bites of meat and fed the Little Golden Dragon too. After finishing the plate of meat, he rose from his seat and exited the Golden Throne chamber through a door on the side.

At the beginning of a feast, the atmosphere was usually more formal, with the Emperor making a toast and speech, after which everyone could move around freely.

But today’s Qinghong Banquet was different. Due to the presence of the Prison King and Empress Feng, the festivity was chaotic from the start. As the Emperor was in no mood for pleasantries with his officials, the banquet was already a free-for-all.

Inside the Golden Throne chamber, it was quite bustling so his departure went unnoticed.

Chu Liang walked quite a distance along the palace’s main road, and finally arrived at a garden. He took out the Little Golden Dragon again, asking, "Is it okay here?"

"As long as nobody disturbs us, it’ll be fine." The Little Golden Dragon replied.

Soon after, its body flashed with golden light, and a pair of eyes glowing like golden flames reflected Chu Liang’s figure.

Boom——

All of a sudden, a surge of immense spiritual power poured into Chu Liang’s mind.

Although the Little Golden Dragon appeared not particularly intelligent, it was, after all, a divine beast born in the Seventh Realm, which meant that even a part of its soul power was not easy to bear.

If Chu Liang’s cultivation were a tad lower, he might have fainted on the spot.

After what felt like a long while, Chu Liang finally recovered from the dizzying sensation. When he opened his eyes again, he found that the world before him had changed color.

His eyes were now aflame with gold!

Feeling the overwhelming power of the Dragon Soul coursing through his body, he tried to contain it, and slowly his golden eyes faded.

Indeed, the power of the Dragon Soul Guard was much stronger than the Dragon Scale Heritage, only falling short of the Dragon Ball.

"How is it?" The Little Golden Dragon asked eagerly.

It was the first time it had handed down the Dragon Soul, so it wasn’t sure what to expect.

"I owe you forever." Chu Liang responded warmly.

Feeling the power of the Dragon Soul, his spirits rose, but it was a shame that he could not immediately test its power. At that time, the Qinghong Banquet was still ongoing, so Chu Liang made his way back toward the Golden Throne.

However, as he passed a pond, he saw a figure standing by it.

It was a handsome young man, staring at the water. Somehow, his demeanor seemed familiar to Chu Liang.

"You’re back?" The young man turned and asked as Chu Liang approached.

"Thirteenth Prince?" Chu Liang greeted him with a smile, "What a coincidence."

"No coincidence," shook his head the Thirteenth Prince, "I wanted to meet you, but since you were out, I waited for you here."

"Waiting for me?" Chu Liang turned cautious, "Is something wrong?"

The Thirteenth Prince smiled, "There is something I want to ask you."

"About the consort?" Chu Liang blurted.

"Hmm?" The Thirteenth Prince looked at him, "You’ve heard."

"Just guessing." Chu Liang also smiled.

"You’re too smart," the Thirteenth Prince nodded, "so smart it’s frightening."

"I know what you’re afraid of, but rest assured, I won’t tell anyone," Chu Liang said, "This has nothing to do with me. The consort is already dead. No one cares about this stuff."

"Really?" A hint of gloom passed in the eyes of the Thirteenth Prince.

In the consort’s quarters, Chu Liang had found a bellyband embroidered with a short poem: "Water and sky share feelings, both go to mutual longing places."

It seemed like a simple romantic poem, but upon reflection, it hinted at the name Luo.

And the Thirteenth Prince was named Luo.

Chu Liang didn’t think much of it then, handing over the bellyband, among other things, to the emperor. The emperor barely glanced at the consort’s belongings, handing them over to Lao Lishi to handle discreetly.

That should have been the end of it.

"What I said is the truth. At this time, seeking me out is not the smartest move," smiled Chu Liang.

"Actually..." the Thirteenth Prince hesitated a moment, then said, "It wasn’t me who wanted to see you."

"What?" Sensing danger from his demeanor, Chu Liang was taken aback.

"It was me!"

Splash! - A figure with fierce flames suddenly leaped out of the pond. In human shape but covered in colorful scales, it looked like a horrifying fish demon!

Chu Liang had not expected this. He couldn’t believe that someone would dare to attack in the palace after the chaos that had just occurred. And the fish demon seemed to be no ordinary creature.

Where had the Thirteenth Prince found such a strong being?

In an instant, Chu Liang connected all the dots. The connection between the Thirteenth Prince and the consort was not as simple as the gift of a bellyband - he had made contact with her network.

The origin of the fish demon was clear.

Mars!