Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 495 - 463: Young Man, Have You Been Drained Dry?

Chapter 495: Chapter 463: Young Man, Have You Been Drained Dry?

Prince Ying Jun hadn’t expected Zhang San to come over at this time.

He was concerned that others would discover the secret of the Ying Zhao clan, which is why he had planned to hold the transformation ceremony at night, assuming it would go undetected by anyone.

But he had forgotten that Zhang San liked to come over at night to steal Tujue horses.

Now, the greatest secret of the Ying Zhao clan was known to Zhang San.

What to do?

However, seeing Zhang San hopping down from the back of the Black Chi Dragon with an open face and warmly greeting him, Prince Ying Jun wondered if he might be overthinking things.

After all, there had been previous suspicions about Zhang San, which prompted him to take a specially prepared pill to temporarily transform into the human race to gather information among humans.

It turned out that the price Zhang San mentioned for the horses was completely inconsistent with reality. Zhang San had been deliberately taking a loss and trading his horses for Ying Jun’s cattle and sheep, all to spare Ying Jun’s face and prevent him from owing too much favor.

"Brother San, you’ve arrived! Fancy a drink?"

"Sure! I just saw your clan’s altar ceremony. Can horses really be transformed into members of your Ying Zhao clan? How magical! Don’t worry, I’ll bring over all the horses I’ve taken from Tujue!"

Hearing this, Prince Ying Jun felt even warmer inside and regretted his previous concerns.

Zhang San was so good to him; why was he still worried about Zhang San learning his secret?

"Brother San, to be honest, this is a secret technique invented by our Ying Zhao clan that can transform strong horses with a certain level of intelligence into members of our clan. However, this transformation is inefficient, and the transformed members of the Ying Zhao clan have a thin bloodline and are not very strong fighters."

With this, Prince Ying Jun sighed helplessly and said, "That’s why our Ying Zhao clan can’t survive in a place like Longyou Road, and we had to come north to live. If we can survive on the grasslands, the number of our clan can slowly increase, but the purity of our bloodline will decrease significantly. If we stay on Longyou Road, I’m afraid the Ying Zhao clan would face extinction."

Zhang San patted Prince Ying Jun’s shoulder, saying, "I understand, life is tough for everyone."

Prince Ying Jun allowed the others to continue leading the ceremony while he started drinking with Zhang San.

"Come, try the wine brewed by our Ying Zhao clan."

Zhang San took it, guzzled it down in a few swigs, and then after savoring it, said, "This wine is fragrant, but why does it also have a hint of milk taste?"

"Hahaha, this is the Mare Milk Wine brewed by our Ying Zhao clan."

Zhang San looked astonished, waving over to Hei in his human form.

"Hei, come and try this."

At that moment, Prince Ying Jun quickly interjected, "Brother Hei, please wait a moment, my sister is fetching the wine for you! She wanted to thank Brother Hei for your help last time."

Upon hearing this, Hei’s face immediately turned beet red.

Could it be that the goddess who stirred his heart also had a bit of affection for him?

Soon, Ru Hou came with a jar, offering Hei a drink.

Meanwhile, Zhang San and Prince Ying Jun discussed the expansion of the Ying Zhao clan, while Hei whispered with his heartthrob, Ru Hou, on the side.

They alternated between shyly lowering their heads and bursting into laughter, and as they talked, Zhang San noticed out of the corner of his eye that Hei had even placed his hand on her shoulder.

That young dragon’s got game!

Already getting handsy, huh?

"Brother San, I have a bold plan," said Prince Ying Jun.

"Let’s hear it."

"Once the numbers of our Ying Zhao clan increase, we can scout out the locations of the various Tujue tribes on the grasslands. Then, Brother San, you could join forces with us to uproot them completely. The warhorses would go to me; everything else is yours. What do you think?"

Zhang San’s brow furrowed as he said, "But the Tujue have many strong warriors. We haven’t encountered any too powerful before, but if we come across someone particularly strong, I can handle the average Spiritual Platform Realm opponent, but if a late-stage Spiritual Platform Realm warrior shows up, I can’t withstand him! What about you all?"

At that, Prince Ying Jun also fell silent.

The Ying Zhao clan did indeed have a few strong warriors in the Purple Mansion Realm, but they were all seriously injured during their escape from Longyou Road, or else they wouldn’t have nearly been annihilated by the Tujue tribe.

Zhang San thought for a moment and said, "I have a compromise solution. If your Ying Zhao clan has any warriors in the Late Period of the Spiritual Platform Realm, or in the Purple Mansion Realm, they can come to our Town Martial Office to serve as Military Chiefs. Rest assured, we pay our Military Chiefs. Though the pay isn’t much, it’s still something. This way, they could buy some cultivation resources."

"Your Ying Zhao clan can’t grow by just feeding on grass and dew; you definitely need miraculous pills as well. Normally, these experts could help sit in at branches of the Town Martial Office. They wouldn’t have to do much, and they would get paid as well."

"Besides, it could establish a good relationship between your Ying Zhao clan and our human race. You know, our race has many cultivation techniques, perhaps there are some that could enhance and help your clan."

"In this way, on one hand, we could join forces in plundering the Tujue, allowing the number of your Ying Zhao clan members to increase continuously. On the other hand, by having your clan’s experts join the Town Martial Office and frequently interacting with the human race to enhance their strength, your Ying Zhao clan would not end up as a large but weak race. How does that sound?"

Upon hearing this, Prince Ying Jun found the plan to be quite good and immediately began discussing the details with Zhang San.

And in less than fifteen minutes under Zhang San’s rhetoric, Prince Ying Jun had told him everything—the total number of people in the Ying Zhao clan, their strengths and realms, and the extent of injuries of the four Purple Mansion Realm warriors.

Zhang San sincerely found that Prince Ying Jun was really a freebie!

Could it be that I happened to come across the most gullible of the Ying Zhao clan?

However, Zhang San and Prince Ying Jun talked until the sky began to brighten.

The entire ritual of the Ying Zhao clan had concluded, and of the more than three thousand horses, fewer than sixty had converted to join the Ying Zhao clan.

Even though one Ying Zhao warrior far surpassed a hundred horses in combat capability.

Yet this attrition was too great.

Zhang San had initially been concerned that the Ying Zhao clan might get close to the Tujue, grow stronger over time, and pose a threat to Great Sui.

But now it seems that of the hundred thousand war horses, at best only about two thousand might become Ying Zhao’s.

It would take the Ying Zhao clan perhaps a hundred years to grow significantly.

Then Zhang San glanced at the sunrise to the east, then at Freebie Prince, oh no, Prince Ying Jun.

"Well, Prince, you go ahead and consult with the warriors of your Ying Zhao clan first, as without their agreement, going there could easily cause trouble. I will also communicate with the Town Martial Office. How does that sound?"

Prince Ying Jun nodded in agreement.

Zhang San turned around and noticed that Hei had crawled out from a tent in Ru Hou.

His clothes were a mess, but why were his legs wobbly too?

"This..."

Prince Ying Jun immediately came over and said, "It’s also my sister’s fault for not understanding propriety, but since it was consensual, it’s all good."

Zhang San, feeling somewhat embarrassed, said goodbye to Prince Ying Jun and left with Hei from Stone Mouth Mountain.

Considering that Hei could barely walk straight, Zhang San did not let him transform into a Black Chi Horse.

The two walked side by side towards Great Sui.

"Hei, what happened last night? It’s not good to mess around behind your master’s back!"

Hei said with a crying tone, "I just said mare milk wine was good, and she asked me if I’ve ever had mare’s milk. I said no, so she took me into her tent and said she’d give me some to drink. And then... and then..."

"I only had a few sips of the mare’s milk, but what I gave up was just too much..."

Zhang San looked at Hei, who had been completely drained, and sighed helplessly.

Then he suddenly realized something was amiss.

My Hei may be a Chi Dragon, but that’s still a member of the Dragon Followers!

This Prince Ying Jun chatted with me all night and seemed quite gullible. Could he have actually been scheming to use my Hei as a stud horse?

How unfair!