Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?
Chapter 697 - 699: Flesh and Blood Forged Dragon, The First Grandmaster

Chapter 697 -699: Flesh and Blood Forged Dragon, The First Grandmaster

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“Your Majesty’s grace, I am profoundly grateful.” Wang Kai had no choice but to express his thanks at this point, aware that though he was stronger than before, he hadn’t had much in terms of comparisons, nor had he had much external contact, his days filled with work, so he hadn’t developed any sort of arrogance or mentality of being the strongest.

“His Majesty wishes for the Historian to write and compile books. In years past, the Alien Clan ravaged the Court, not only causing chaos in the governmental hierarchy but also altering various texts and slanderously erasing records, aiming to cut off the roots of the Human Clan. If not revised in time, I fear it would harm future generations.” The eunuch did not hide this matter; it was already no secret, having caused an uproar even before the Qintian Bureau was established.

“The Historian will not be expected to do everything personally, perhaps more so just to supervise.” The eunuch, hearing this, offered a word of comfort.

“After returning to Court, does His Majesty have any plans for me?” Wang Kai changed the subject to one concerning himself.

“Your servant, receipt of the Imperial Decree!” Wang Kai respectfully took the Imperial Decree from the eunuch’s hands; from this day forth, he was to be the Historian of the Qintian Bureau.

“By the mandate of Heaven…”

“In recent years, have the Alien Clan been completely wiped out?” Wang Kai stepped into the litter, prepared to be taken to assume his new office, and casually inquired about the situation, the Alien Clan being his only concern remaining in the outside world.

“It’s been two years. Suppose this counts as returning home in glory, huh.” Two years weren’t a long time, yet for Wang Kai, who had been cut off from the world, it felt like an eternity.

“No, why do you ask?” Wang Kai had, by now, reined in all the madness, his tone very calm.

“How should the True Dragon be dealt with next?” The eunuch asked abruptly.

“Yes! The Grand Steward was just… slightly curious, that’s all.” The eunuch’s Martial Arts cultivation was merely at the börder of the Second Realm, barely having condensed his True Qi, absolutely incapable of resisting Wang Kai of the Fifth Realm—let alone the fact that he had obtained tremendous sinful power from overseeing the Creation of the Primordial Dragon. Though there were some issues with his sanity, he had gained significant improvements in all aspects.

“He has overstepped his boundaries. I will report the truth to His Majesty. If you want to know where the True Dragon has gone, you can ask His Majesty directly.” Wang Kai didn’t make things difficult for the lowly eunuch, who was merely an executor.

“Its existence symbolizes the extreme of slavery and cruelty that can be perpetrated. It will live on forever, forever enslaved, forever immersed in endless agony.”

“Does the Historian feel unwell in any way?” The eunuch, looking panicked, had seen the True Dragon as well as the maniac who created it. The hysterical torment he witnessed made him feel that the individual now pardoned by the Emperor as the Historian was not truly human but a demon wearing human skin.

“Pain~ Kill me… The pain!!!”

“Understood, understood.” What else could the eunuch say at this point? He knew he had to respond obediently. He was merely an insignificant lackey from the rootless sector, whereas the man before him was the Historian of the Qintian Bureau. Although he had only just assumed the role, the martial prowess he possessed was perhaps beyond even the Grand Steward’s of his own sect.

“Perhaps.” Wang Kai didn’t take it too seriously. As for the job, he thought getting accustomed first before speaking out wasn’t too late. Otherwise, guessing blindly wouldn’t lead to any substantial insights.

“Compiling texts is indeed not an easy task, and certainly an important one.” Over the years, Wang Kai had received sufficient education and was no longer the illiterate he was two years ago; his cultural literacy was not worrisome at all.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the sun, indeed. To serve His Majesty, I must give my all. In the future, you and I shall be officials of the same court. I hope one day you won’t find yourself consumed by the True Dragon; after all, once inside, there’s no dying.” Wang Kai spoke these words quite casually.

“All have been eradicated, and the Suspended Mirror Bureau supervises all under heaven, uncovering many remnants.” The eunuch spoke somewhat disjointedly, but in reality, he dared not guarantee the world was entirely free of the Alien Clan. The territories of Great Qian were vast, and even the Suspended Mirror Bureau couldn’t completely monitor everything. And regarding his own sect, mostly taking action against the officials, he knew not much about this matter.

“Forged from the flesh and blood of the Alien Clan and traitors, it possesses the power to bless the Human Clan and Great Qian for thousands of generations!!!”

“This is the first dragon in this world, born from being deprived of everything that can be taken and all that cannot, becoming the most abominable manifestation of extremity.”

“This is precisely the time for the Historian to undertake grand endeavors. Not long before, the Qintian Bureau’s construction was completed, located next to the Imperial Palace, showing how much His Majesty values the Qintian Bureau.” The eunuch hastily spoke, naturally flattering at such a time was the thing to do.

“Only concerned as you looked exceedingly pale,” the eunuch noticed Wang Kai’s gaze and shuddered inwardly. The other was too normal, so normal that the previous incident felt like an illusion.

“I just fear it might not be quite appropriate for me,” he then muttered under his breath, feeling something was amiss.

I had thought he was merely a craftsman, yet I hadn’t anticipated encountering such a demeanor.

After all, the crafting of the Primordial Dragon was no easy task.

At this moment, he was the foremost practitioner of Martial Arts in Great Qian, surpassing the likes of Bai Xu and Chen Liuhuan who, despite the years, had remained in the Fourth Realm. He was the only one who had stepped into the Fifth Realm.

Even if the remaining three pillars of Great Qian reached the Fifth Realm in Martial Arts, together, they might not be able to defeat Wang Kai.

In his ears sounded the Imperial Decree, announced by a eunuch from the Rootless Sect, and before his eyes raged the frenzied True Dragon.

The two of them left and outside the construction area, a team of palanquin bearers had been waiting for a while.

Nevertheless, they remained diligent and cautious.

The crazed wailing and cries for mercy spread in his mind, an endless torrent of sin twisting forth from the dragon’s body.

Looking at this palanquin, Wang Kai couldn’t help feeling deeply moved.

However, when the Historian ascended the Court, he knew that a great change was definitely going to happen.

His wife and children had long been devoured by the Alien Clan, and friends and fellow townsmen had been separated for who knew how many years. If he really were to leave, there would certainly be no one familiar left.

If there were any of the Alien Clan left, he wouldn’t mind taking them along as feed for the True Dragon.

Although Great Qian was no longer the nation that ranked scholars, farmers, craftsmen, and merchants in that order as in the past, it had only been a few years, so naturally, craftsmen still didn’t hold much status, even if they were overseeing the Creation of the Primordial Dragon – and besides, this Primordial Dragon wasn’t yet renowned, so outside people naturally did not take much notice of it.

As the True Dragon screamed amidst the thunder, everything came to a halt, and blood terrifyingly flowed from the dragon’s eyes. It wailed, screamed, and wept, but Wang Kai, as the main overseer of the Primordial Dragon project, felt not a shred of sympathy; instead, he let out a hearty laugh.

The eunuch, however, felt a bit numb in the scalp, as he was well aware of what the True Dragon was made of. To be devoured by the dragon wouldn’t mean death, but an eternal torment alongside Alien Clan members and traitors.

True Qi transformed into thunder within him, and under Wang Kai’s control, it spurred on the Holy True Dragon. His Martial Arts Cultivation had reached the Grandmaster level of the Fifth Realm. With the Four Symbols Scroll in his hands, taking state-of-the-art to a new level, he was already qualified to establish his own school and achieve momentous feats. The change in strength was not his true transformation, but rather his understanding and growth in Martial Arts.

Wang Kai didn’t pursue the topic, merely nodding, “Hmm, very well.”

Wang Kai, observing the massive True Dragon pieced and forged together, felt a continuous surge of gratification in his heart.

Wang Kai glanced at the other, and then said, “Did that Grand Steward of the Inner Court ask you to inquire?”

Ignoring the True Dragon, he followed the eunuch and left the place. He had been there for two years, from dismembering Alien Clan members to stitching and forging. The number of Alien Clan he had personally dealt with was untold; he even understood their physiological structure better than the Alien Clan themselves.

Now, things seemed much calmer, for after two years, one would expect a respite; even if there were none, everyone would have gotten used to it by now.

The junior eunuch didn’t dare say anything, after all, one of them was his immediate superior, while the other was like the sun at midday, another pillar, hardly someone he could simply address.

A cold shiver shot from the soles of the eunuch’s feet to his forehead in an instant. In a daze, he heard countless wails in his ears and envisioned a scene where a shadow was flaying and extracting tendons.

There was a cleaning up underway, but whether they were completely eradicated remained unknown. He also couldn’t possibly demand that they all be killed off, for such an unreasonable request would not only not ease his own feelings but might also offend others.

This made him feel rather lonely.

True Qi condensed into a massive law figure, wielding the thunder between heaven and earth.

One could only say he was worthy of being esteemed by the Emperor, for both his talent and ability were exceptional, but most importantly, his temperament. It seemed that his long stay here had rubbed off on him, for the formidable presence of the True Dragon had left the eunuch trembling somewhat.