The Rise of Dragon Son-in-Law
Chapter 264 - 257: Meeting the Kunlun Martial God_2

Chapter 264: Chapter 257: Meeting the Kunlun Martial God_2

Having agreed on the location, Yan Yiqiu hung up the phone proactively and informed Chang Yan of the Imperial City Sword God, Yuan Gang, and others.

"This might be an opportunity to capture Long Chen," Xuanyuan Madman immediately said. "As long as we capture Long Chen, Yu’er will come back, and furthermore, after capturing Long Chen, there will be much we can do. We have the Sword God, Senior Yuan Gang, the Princely Heir, and myself—four of us in all—surely we can defeat Long Chen."

Yan Yiqiu furrowed his brow, "Grandfather Xuanyuan, do you think I’m inferior to Long Chen?"

"No, no, no, I meant no such thing," Xuanyuan Madman hurriedly replied. "I just want to take down Long Chen quickly."

"In that case, don’t mention it again, I don’t like to hear it," Yan Yiqiu said lightly.

His tone had cooled a few degrees.

Xuanyuan Madman quickly nodded, "Heir, I realize my mistake."

"No matter, let’s go."

Yan Yiqiu waved his hand and stepped away.

"Your Highness, shall I accompany you?" Yuan Gang hurriedly said.

"There’s no need, no one follow,"

Yan Yiqiu strode away.

...

On the other side, Long Chen connected with Xuanyuan Yu’er and headed towards Qian Lake.

Upon nearing Qian Lake, Xuanyuan Yu’er spotted Yan Yiqiu from afar.

Long Chen swept the area with his Divine Sense and didn’t detect any ambush.

"It seems Yan Yiqiu has indeed come alone," Long Chen smiled.

"Shall we go over now?" Xuanyuan Yu’er looked at Long Chen.

Long Chen nodded, "Yes, let’s go."

The two proceeded together and soon approached Yan Yiqiu.

Yan Yiqiu slowly turned around, his gaze falling directly on Xuanyuan Yu’er.

Dressed in a white long dress, Xuanyuan Yu’er looked graceful and youthful.

"Yu’er, seeing you again, my heart races more intensely than it did at Dragon Hunting Hall," Yan Yiqiu expressed his fondness for Xuanyuan Yu’er without holding back.

"Thank you for your affection, but I already have someone I love deeply,"

Xuanyuan Yu’er extended her hand, linking arms with Long Chen.

Long Chen also naturally wrapped his arm around Xuanyuan Yu’er’s slender waist and smiled lightly, "Thank you for your affection; it proves I have good taste."

"Are you Long Chen? You don’t look remarkable. If we were to compare looks and demeanor, I think you fall a notch below me," Yan Yiqiu said with a light smile.

"Is that so?" Long Chen laughed, "Not as tall, not as handsome, who gave you the courage to say that?"

"Let’s not discuss that for now, but according to the laws of Great Xia, being the Princely Heir of the Yan Royal Mansion and you being a mere merchant, you should bow in respect when you see me,"

Yan Yiqiu’s eyes narrowed sharply, like two piercing swords.

Hearing this, the corner of Long Chen’s lips lifted, and he chuckled, "Even if your father came, he wouldn’t have the right to make me bow."

"I will relay your words exactly to my father and hope you won’t regret saying them," Yan Yiqiu sneered.

"Princely Heir Yan, you didn’t call us out here just to say these trifles, did you?

If it’s just to spout nonsense, I don’t think I have the time to waste here with you," Long Chan said lightly.

"Of course not," Yan Yiqiu replied. "In ten days, the Kunlun Martial God Conference will commence. I hope to see you there, where you and I will fight to the death. Do you dare?"

"What is the Kunlun Martial God Conference? Never heard of it," Long Chen said.

"The Martial God Conference happens once every ten years, gathering martial arts experts from around the world to witness the martial arts from different nations. It should be a rare opportunity for you to hone your skills. If you doubt my words, you can ask the elders of your Dragon Palace about the existence of the Martial God Conference," Yan Yiqiu replied.

"There’s no need to ask further; since you’ve invited, I will certainly attend," Long Chen agreed readily.

This was somewhat unexpected to Yan Yiqiu, "Aren’t you afraid that I might join others in dealing you a fatal blow at the Kunlun Martial God Conference?"

"Why should I be scared? You will definitely do so. Even if you don’t want to now, after our fight, when you find yourself unable to defeat me, you will call for help. I have already written the script for you. Just give it your best."

Long Chen teased.

"Ha, since you’re so confident, how about we make a bet?

If you win, I will leave the Martial Arts World for ten years and will not inherit my father’s throne.

If you lose, you will stay away from Xuanyuan Yu’er unconditionally, and you must also hand over the Eastern Dragon Shadow Group unconditionally.

Do you dare to take this bet?"

Yan Yiqiu stared intently at Long Chen.

"The conditions you mentioned, I can agree to the second one, but forget about the first. Whether I win or lose, Yu’er is my woman, Long Chen’s woman. If you want to touch her, you’ll have to step over my dead body first."

Long Chen said sternly.

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Yu’er was moved.

She knew that what Long Chen was saying might not be true, but she was still uncontrollably moved.

At that moment, Yan Yiqiu clenched his fists and said each word with pause: "Then, I will step over your dead body. Remember this, Xuanyuan Yu’er can only be my woman, Yan Yiqiu’s woman."

"You think you are worthy?" Long Chen said disdainfully. "Yu’er doesn’t fancy you."

"See you at the Kunlun Martial God Conference."

Yan Yiqiu said no more and walked away promptly.

Watching Yan Yiqiu leave, Xuanyuan Yu’er finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She was genuinely afraid that Long Chen and Yan Yiqiu would start fighting right there.

"Good, good, you didn’t start fighting."

Xuanyuan Yu’er patted her chest.

"Are you really afraid of us fighting?" Long Chen asked with a smile.

"Very afraid," Xuanyuan Yu’er said. "I wouldn’t want you to fight a great battle with Yan Yiqiu because of me. I would feel so guilty."

"You’re thinking too much," Long Chen laughed. "My conflict with Yan Yiqiu isn’t because of you; it’s because of the Yan Royal Mansion and the Dragon Palace supporting me.

The Yan Royal Mansion wants to destroy the Dragon Palace, the reasons for which I still don’t know.

But at the end of the day, the real instigator is the Yan Royal Mansion.

Both Yan Yiqiu and I are just unwilling participants; we’re simply pawns.

The difference is, I am a guardian; Yan Yiqiu is an aggressor.

Yan Yiqiu wants to become the strongest pawn in this game.

But I want to turn the chessboard over and eliminate the chess player from the Yan Royal Mansion."

At this, Xuanyuan Yu’er giggled and said, "I thought for a moment you wanted to also eliminate the chess player of Dragon Palace, hehe."

"The interesting part is right here," Long Chen said with a slight smile. "The chess player of Yan Royal Mansion thinks the master of the Dragon Palace is the real player, but in fact, he doesn’t know that I can be both a pawn and a player. This upcoming Kunlun Martial God Conference is probably their starting point of attack. Unfortunately, Yan Yiqiu, who is still set on defeating me openly, thinks it’s too simple."

"Then, knowing this, why would you still attend? Isn’t that walking into a trap?"

Xuanyuan Yu’er became a bit nervous.

The Kunlun Martial God Conference was only ten days away, and perhaps they would leave as soon as tomorrow.

That’s why she couldn’t understand why Long Chen would agree.

Long Chen slowly turned around, looking into the distance, and said softly, "If the battle could be drawn away to the secluded Kunlun, it wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing. At least once we’re away from Qianzhou, the people I care about would face fewer threats."

"What about you?"

Xuanyuan Yu’er closely watched Long Chen.

"Me?" Long Chen smiled. "Of course, I should go and fight, to display my prowess in Kunlun and suppress the enemies from all sides."

"You’re really full of yourself."

Xuanyuan Yu’er rolled her eyes at Long Chen.

Then, she asked quietly, "Can I come with you? I want to see you defeat enemies from all sides with my own eyes."

"What if I say no?" Long Chen asked.

Xuanyuan Yu’er bit her lip: "If you won’t let me go, I will find a way to go by myself."

"So, the question you asked is meaningless. Go if you want; it’d be good for you to see Martial Arts experts from around the world. Just remember, going to Kunlun has its risks. If I unexpectedly lose, Yan Yiqiu might actually take you away."

"I’m not afraid," Xuanyuan Yu’er said. "If you lose, I will kill myself immediately. I’d rather die than let Yan Yiqiu take advantage of me, hmph."