The Rise of Dragon Son-in-Law
Chapter 271 - 264: Not Contending for Temporary Gains and Losses

Chapter 271: Chapter 264: Not Contending for Temporary Gains and Losses

Long Chen’s dominance stunned the entire assembly.

Before the Martial God Conference had even begun, Long Chen had forcefully slain an expert from Dongyang Country.

After a brief silence, a Western strongman sternly rebuked, "An East Sun Warrior merely joked a few words, yet you resorted to murder. With such brutality, how will you ever get by?"

"You’re absolutely right," a master from Peacock Country echoed the Western expert’s words.

Rebukes echoed throughout the mountaintop.

"Killing my people from Dongyang so brutally, young man, your arrogance will cost you dearly."

An old man spoke with utmost severity, his gaze towards Long Chen ice-cold.

He too was from Dongyang Country, still wearing wooden clogs amidst the snow and ice.

Long Chen glanced at him and lightly said, "First learn to wear your shoes properly, then you can walk the road ahead.

Furthermore, we all know who is right and who is wrong, there’s no need to state it.

If anyone thinks I, Long Chen, am wrong and wants to punish me, feel free to make a move. I’ll take it.

Whether it’s a duel, a group assault or whatever else—if you find me disagreeable, try your luck."

Hearing this, the masters present were alarmed.

They hadn’t expected Long Chen to be so assertive.

"We’ll let you be arrogant for now. Once the Martial God Conference officially starts, I’d like to see if you can dominate the venue. Forgive my frankness, but with a temperament like yours, if you can’t dominate, you’re certainly headed for a dead end," chuckled the elder from Dongyang Country coldly.

Long Chen glanced at the old man from Dongyang and lightly said, "I’ve also marked your little life. For someone of your age, heading to the afterlife isn’t too early."

"There’s an old saying in Great Xia, ’On the road to the underworld, there are neither old nor young’. Let’s see whether you’ll send me on my way, or I’ll send you, wait and see."

The old man from Dongyang replied coldly.

"I’m looking forward to it."

Long Chen remained calm.

After saying this, Long Chen no longer paid any attention to this person from Dongyang.

Xuanyuan Yu’er, watching so many supreme masters at the scene, felt very anxious.

Especially since Long Chen was so strong and fearless of the masters, Xuanyuan Yu’er truly feared that Long Chen might provoke this group of people, who would then gang up on him.

But she knew she couldn’t show her fear, she couldn’t let Long Chen lose face.

The cold mountaintop soon fell silent again, nobody spoke, all were either meditating or standing still, creating a remarkably oppressive atmosphere.

After an unknown amount of time, Heir Yiqiu of Yan Royal Mansion, accompanied by Sword God Chang Yan, Yuan Gang from Dragon Hunting Hall, and Xuanyuan Madman.

The four arrived together, their presence remarkable.

Many others immediately greeted them with smiles as they arrived at the mountaintop.

Even the Western experts knew Yiqiu, clearly having made contact beforehand.

"Your Highness truly possesses extraordinary martial prowess, even figures like the Sword God and the Dragon Hunter Elder escort you, promising a great future," said the old man from Dongyang Country, giving a thumbs up.

Hearing this, Yiqiu smiled and said, "That’s still far from enough, I still need the significant help from Elder Yamamoto."

"Haha, as long as Your Highness needs, this old man will certainly offer what little strength I can," laughed the old man from Dongyang heartily, casting a glance at Long Chen with a veiled notion of danger.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Madman was staring straight at Xuanyuan Yu’er.

He really wanted to go over and pull Xuanyuan Yu’er into his faction, but he had his reservations.

Yiqiu, shrewd as he was, immediately said, "Grandfather Xuanyuan, please give it a try."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Xuanyuan Madman bowed and then quickly approached Long Chen and Xuanyuan Yu’er.

"Yu’er, stop your foolishness and come with me to the Heir’s side," Xuanyuan Madman stated sternly.

"No." Xuanyuan Yu’er refused without hesitation, "Grandfather, you have your plans, and I have mine. Let’s not interfere with each other. I won’t interfere with you, and don’t you interfere with me."

"The family has raised you up to this point. Is this how you repay the family? You should contribute to the family, not follow outsiders and engage in mischief. You should understand, I also spent a great deal to raise you," Xuanyuan Madman said in a deep voice.

"From what you’re saying, since there’s a price, does that mean it’s negotiable? Then name your price."

Long Chen glanced at Xuanyuan Madman with a calm tone.

"You are being completely unreasonable," Xuanyuan Madman shouted angrily.

"Wasn’t it you who started talking nonsense? You play moral blackmail quite well. Since you think you raised Yu’er to benefit the family, then calculate how much money or other benefits you’ve spent on her, and as long as you dare name a price, I’ll dare to pay."

Long Chen smiled faintly.

"You..."

Xuanyuan Madman’s face turned the color of iron.

"Grandfather, if the Xuanyuan Family raised me to use me as a pawn, then do as you wish with my life, but don’t even think about making me marry Yiqiu—I’d rather die than submit."

"If you don’t kill me and spare my life, I will naturally repay this kindness of upbringing."

Yu’er’s attitude was also very firm.

"Old Mr. Xuanyuan, you might think that the Princely Heir from the Yan Royal Mansion is powerful enough to ally with recklessly, expecting to skyrocket to great heights."

"However, you might be wrong, gravely mistaken. Within Great Xia, the Yan Royal Mansion isn’t strong enough to do whatever it wants; the Dragon Palace has stood in Great Xia for a thousand years and cannot be destroyed by a power that has only appeared a few decades ago."

"You are Yu’er’s grandfather, so I’m telling you this, hoping you’ll see sense and pull back from the brink."

As Long Chen finished speaking, he indeed caused a significant psychological impact on Xuanyuan Madman.

Xuanyuan Madman’s brows were already deeply furrowed as he frantically weighed his options.

In fact, he didn’t know exactly how powerful the Dragon Palace was.

In comparison, the mysterious Dragon Palace did not seem as threatening as the magnificent Yan Royal Mansion did.

The Yan Royal Mansion, part of the Great Xia Royal Family, certainly sounded more intimidating.

But the real predators of the forest were never in the zoo; they were hidden deep in the wilderness.

This logic, Xuanyuan Madman did not comprehend.

Long Chen did not completely spell it out, only offering a hint.

Whether Xuanyuan Madman could understand and whether the Xuanyuan Family could continue to prosper would depend on his fate.

...

In a mysterious place far away, within the Dragon Palace, Long’er hurriedly entered a grand hall to find the old Hall Master.

"Grandfather, the Kunlun Martial God Conference is starting, and you haven’t moved or sent anyone to aid Long Chen. You know very well that the Princely Heir from the Yan Royal Mansion is cunning and deceitful, and he’ll surely team up with those Martial Arts experts to target Long Chen. Without our help, how can he possibly overcome this challenge?"

Long’er looked serious and her tone even carried some accusation, clearly unhappy.

The old Hall Master of the Dragon Palace slowly closed his eyes and said slowly, "His journey has been too smooth so far, nearly pushing through everything in his path without facing enough life and death challenges."

"A life that’s too smooth could lead to a fall from which he might never recover."

"So, while I still have some strength, I want to lend him a helping hand."

"What do you mean?"

Long’er did not quite understand.

The old Hall Master smiled slightly and said, "The Yan Royal Mansion and Dragon Hunting Hall, in grandfather’s eyes, are nothing to fear, merely clowns. But they can be utilized to give Long Chen a significant downfall, to harshly train him, to let him struggle in despair, to comprehend in the ashes."

"Of course, if he alone can sweep through them all, then disregard what I’ve said. But if he can’t, then he must be tempered."

"You and your logic..." Long’er was unconvinced, "What’s wrong with having a smooth journey? Doesn’t that also show Long Chen’s capability? Is being capable wrong now?"

"Alas, you don’t understand grandfather’s thoughts." The old Hall Master sighed, "Long’er, grandfather doesn’t have much time left, at most a year or two. In my remaining days, I wish to see Long Chen transform completely. Only then can I rest assured and pass on my cultivation to him. A temporary hardship or victory is trivial, not striving for momentary loss or gain, but for a lifetime. Only those who laugh last are truly victorious."

"So, you too should not obsess over winning now, don’t get lost in immediate victories; there are some deadly dangers that one needs calm to sense."

"Just like the current Yan Royal Mansion and Dragon Hunting Hall, they may have surfaced, but that doesn’t mean they are the most dangerous."

"Unknown to many, the real danger still lurks beneath. If this battle is a big downfall for Long Chen, it would actually be a good thing—it would not only temper him but also serve as a different form of protection."

Hearing this, Long’er began to sense a different undertone and started to understand her grandfather’s thinking.

What she saw was different from what her grandfather saw.

But she understood deeply that grandfather would never truly harm Long Chen, and that was enough.

"Long’er, go to Qianzhou. Since Long Chen is not there, help look after some of his confidantes."

The old Hall Master smiled as he spoke.

"I won’t."

Long’er immediately refused, "I won’t help him look after those confidantes. I want to go to Kunlun."

"It’s too late to go to Kunlun, and if you intervene in Kunlun, the nature and meaning of the action changes. Listen to grandfather, go to Qianzhou, protect his confidantes, and when he returns, won’t he hold you dearer?"

The old Hall Master looked at Long’er with a smile.

His words directly hit Long’er’s weak spot.

Long’er bit her lip softly, whispering, "I won’t protect them. I’m just going to Qianzhou for a stroll and some fun, and that’s it."