The Rise of Dragon Son-in-Law
Chapter 407 - 397: Climbing Martial Immortal Mountain Again

Chapter 407: Chapter 397: Climbing Martial Immortal Mountain Again

Seeing Long Chen remained quiet, Li Yuechan expressed her concerns again, "Go, our fate has ended, whether it’s my father forcing me to draw a line with you, or me myself, we can’t continue together anymore, let that be the end."

After saying this, Li Yuechan stepped away, resolute.

Long Chen watched Li Yuechan’s departing figure, his heart wrenching painfully.

"Go back, my daughter; he’s out of your league," Chu Ling said calmly.

"I came to your mansion alone today. You also received the Dragon Order, have you really no other thoughts? Or why don’t you kill me right here, how about that?" Long Chen stared at Chu Ling, murder in his eyes.

Chu Ling was taken aback, not by Long Chen’s audacity but by the young man’s hostile intent on his own territory.

"I actually would love to slaughter you, so you better watch yourself on your way back. However, while you’re in my mansion, I won’t lay a hand on you; I dislike bloodshed in my home," Chu Ling said indifferently.

"Kid, just scram, stop blabbering," someone coldly jeered from the side.

Long Chen’s eyes hardened, and with a backhand slap, he instantly killed the speaker. Long Chen’s moves were savage, blowing the speaker apart, flesh, and bone flying in all directions.

"Sorry, you don’t like bloodshed in your estate; I couldn’t hold back. I bid farewell." Long Chen turned and walked away, his pace neither fast nor slow.

Chu Ling watched Long Chen’s retreating figure intensely, several times he wanted to order his execution, but he restrained himself.

"Chu Ling, what’s wrong with you? That was a good chance to kill him," Han Min said hastily.

"Get out," Chu Ling uttered bluntly, scaring Han Min off.

Han Min shrank his neck, daring not to say more. However, just then, Long Chen, who had already left, suddenly returned.

Chu Ling frowned tightly upon seeing this, "Do you really wish for a death battle here?"

"Don’t misunderstand," Long Chen said lightly. "This has nothing to do with you."

Long Chen’s gaze fell upon Han Min, "You still owe me eighty million, it’s time to pay it back."

"Who... who owes you eighty million? That was your tribute to me, after all, we were... still family back then," Han Min stuttered.

"If you don’t return the money today, I will kill you. Eighty million for your life, although I lose some, I can barely accept it," Long Chen said.

Han Min was startled; having seen Long Chen kill a man, she didn’t think he was joking.

With no choice, Han Min cast a pleading look at Chu Ling.

Chu Ling took a deep breath then asked, "Was there actually a loan of eighty million?"

"Loaned... Loaned," Han Min said quietly.

"Account number," Chu Ling directed at Long Chen.

Without any courtesy, Long Chen provided the account number.

Moments later, eighty million was transferred.

Long Chen waved his hand and walked away. This time, he truly left the Chu Royal Mansion.

After distancing himself from the Chu Royal Mansion, Long Chen arrived at an upscale restaurant, ordered a table full of good dishes and fine wine, yet didn’t touch a chopstick.

His eyes were somewhat vacant; he remained motionless.

At the next table, two girls occasionally glanced at Long Chen, feeling deep sympathy for him.

"Seeing his sad expression, he must be waiting for someone who didn’t show up."

"It must be, oh, who knows what jerk would stand up such a handsome and dignified man."

The two girls whispered amongst themselves.

"Should we go keep him company for the meal? Hey, and maybe get his WeChat or something."

"Sure, let’s go."

The two girls were quite bold; they stood up and approached Long Chen.

"Hi, handsome, can we sit here?" one of the girls asked with a smile.

Long Chen glanced at them and then stood up abruptly.

"Hey, what’s that about? Aren’t you eating?" the other girl asked, puzzled.

"It’s yours now," Long Chen sighed and walked away from the restaurant.

His lonely figure made the two girls all the more curious about Long Chen.

Long Chen left the city alone, planning to go to Martial Immortal City to find Qing Zhi and alleviate some of his mood.

Long Chen had not been out of the city for long when he ran into someone blocking his path.

There were three blockers, all from the Creation Realm.

The three of them stared at Long Chen, exuding murderous intent.

"People from the Chu Royal Mansion?" Long Chen asked calmly.

"The dead do not deserve to know our origins. Kill."

The three didn’t waste any words and attacked immediately.

If it had been the Long Chen of before, he might have had some misgivings.

But now, the Creation Realm was nothing in front of Long Chen.

Long Chen charged past them and walked towards the distancce.

Behind him, the three Creation Realm masters fell to the ground simultaneously, blood spreading, already breathless.

In the shadows, a young man quickly called the Chu Royal Mansion.

"Prince, it failed. The three Creation Realm masters are dead—all killed by Long Chen," the young man said, his voice trembling, obviously frightened.

"Did Long Chen sustain serious injuries? Wrestling with three from the Creation Realm, he surely suffered,"

Chu Ling’s emotions fluctuated.

"No... no," the young man hastily replied, "He struck only once, and the three masters died mysteriously, Long Chen wasn’t injured at all."

Hiss.

Chu Ling drew in a breath sharply. "It seems, I underestimated him again."

...

A day later, Long Chen arrived at Martial Immortal City and ascended Martial Immortal Mountain.

On Martial Immortal Mountain, Liuli was playfully playing around. Seeing Long Chen arrive, she first froze, then joyfully jumped up, hanging on Long Chen, "Big brother Long, why are you here? Did you miss me?"

"Little brat, go play over there."

Long Chen patted Liuli’s head and tossed her onto the ground.

"Wuu, you’re mean, I hate you."

Liuli pouted, almost on the verge of tears.

At the critical moment, Long Chen took out a few lollipops, "Want some?"

"Big brother Long, yes."

Liuli swallowed her saliva, she really wanted it.

After all, it was hard to get lollipops on Martial Immortal Mountain since she couldn’t leave the mountain.

Long Chen gave the candy to Liuli and asked, "Where’s your senior sister?"

"Senior sister is cultivating in her room," Liuli said, her head down as she busily unwrapped the lollipop and answered casually.

Long Chen smiled and said no more, quickly heading to Qing Zhi’s room where he gently knocked.

"Liuli, stop fooling around. Go cultivate. Senior sister is bathing," a gentle voice came from within.

Bathing?

A dark mood lifted in Long Chen due to these words from Qing Zhi and that gentle tone. He immediately pushed the door open.

"Hey, what are you doing? Looking for a beating?"

Within the steaming hot tub, Qing Zhi turned her head.

Upon seeing it was Long Chen, Qing Zhi froze.

"My lady, would you say my timing is good or not?" Long Chen leaned over the tub and whispered quietly.

"Husband, why did you come? Annoying."

Qing Zhi, her cheeks blushing red, lowered her head and couldn’t bring herself to meet Long Chen’s gaze.

"Don’t want me to be here? Then I should leave."

Long Chen pretended to really leave.

"Stop." Qing Zhi grabbed Long Chen’s hand nervously, "You’re not allowed to leave."

"Then, shall I help you scrub your back, is that okay?"

With a gentle wave of Long Chen’s hand, the door closed.

Qing Zhi shyly nodded and slowly closed her beautiful eyes.

Long Chen’s hand also extended into the water.

Qing Zhi trembled all over, a sensation she had never felt before surged through her.

Looking at the shy Qing Zhi, she was indeed tempting, pure as a Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus, yet inciting a desire to sin.

"My lord, can your hand... not be so naughty?" Qing Zhi cautiously asked.

"Do you want it to be naughtier?"

"Don’t..."

"Little lady, I’ve heard that one must understand a woman’s words in reverse."

Long Chen teased.

Qing Zhi’s last line of defense crumbled completely because of this sentence.