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Chapter 333 Chen Yan is hated by everyone! (Subscribe)

The young man in white robe in the crowd also saw at a glance Chen Yan, who had already taken a seat in the hall and even had a drink.

The envy in his eyes was about to overflow.

Compared with the disciples from the big Foshan, he, a small character from a small sect, was almost ignored by everyone.

Not only the young man in white robe, but all the people from the martial arts world who entered the hall saw the young monk sitting in the main seat with a calm expression as soon as they entered the hall.

Not only did Chen Yan and Shi Wen sit in the main seats, but Zhujiang Dragon King even left separate seats for Chen Yan and Shi Wen and set up another table for them.

all of a sudden.

The eyes of a group of martial artists from Dongyang Dao turned red with envy, jealousy, scrutiny, suspicion, hostility, curiosity... and so on. All kinds of eyes immediately focused on Chen Yan.

Facing the attention of just over a hundred people, Chen Yan remained calm.

Compared with the attention of tens of thousands of people in the underworld and even the fame throughout the three thousand worlds, Chen Yan said that these were just a drop in the bucket.

The old dragon Zhujiang seemed to have made such arrangements deliberately. All the people from the martial arts world who came looked at Chen Yan with hostility. Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on his face.

"Everyone, please take a seat."

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Zhujiang Laolong spoke and asked everyone to take a seat. At the same time, he clapped his hands lightly, and several women with gorgeous clothes and graceful figures came out, holding delicious dishes in their hands.

I have to say that Zhujiang Laolong at least put some thought into his birthday party this time.

These dishes are all delicious and you can tell at a glance that they are made by famous chefs.

People who practice martial arts naturally enjoy the pleasures of eating, so when they see these delicious dishes, they all swallow their saliva.

And those maids with graceful figures looked at everyone with seductive eyes, and the martial artists who loved beauty could not stop staring at them.

Even the young boy next to the young man in white robe couldn't help but glance over, and when he saw a charming maid throwing him a wink, he immediately blushed and lowered his head, not daring to look again.

On the opposite side, in the main hall, the old dragon Zhujiang stood tall, with his arms spread wide, his hair and beard spread out, and roared loudly:
"Welcome everyone to this king's birthday banquet!"

The old dragon sighed and groaned, causing the river to roll and the palace to tremble.

hum!
Amid the dragon's roar, green light surged like a tide or a waterfall. Enveloped by an inexplicable aura, everyone was in a trance for a moment, as if they saw the flow of light and shadows in the green light.

It was a small snake, wandering among the water plants and mud, without any thoughts or feelings, eating raw meat and drinking blood, until one day, it got a chance and developed intelligence...

Year after year, the little snake roamed in the river, devouring all kinds of fish and turtles. Its length grew from less than two feet to more than three feet...

One year, it saw someone fall into the water, and it began to yearn for humans...

It devoured the man who fell into the water, and found that it could actually control him. Afterwards, it used the man's body to wander around in the human world...

It had studied with the boys in the academy, read with the scholars in the tavern, joined the army and fought with others, and sneaked into the martial arts sect to learn martial arts...

Year after year passed, and all the people it once knew had grown old and died. But it changed its identity and continued to study, thirsting for the wisdom and prosperity of the human world...

It wanted to be a human being, but no matter how many times it changed its body, how many wives it married, or how many children it had, it still did not become a human being.

Until one day, he got tired of it.

It found that it should not belong to this world.

As he became stronger, he could feel another more powerful force in his body (demonic power), but this power seemed to be sealed in this world and he could not use it no matter how hard he tried.

After trying for several years without making any progress, it gave up.

Then, it began to observe the humans in this world.

'My blood is cold, their blood is hot. I am destined to never become a human being. I want to become the legendary dragon, the Shenlong!'

It realized it, and thus mastered the water veins of the entire Zhujiang River, and could call the wind and rain in the Zhujiang River.

It saved one person after another. From the initial fear to the later acceptance, it gradually became famous, and more and more people worshiped it and called it a god.

It is not afraid of doubts and challenges, but kills them bravely, thus establishing its own reputation.

Day by day, its reputation grew, and more people began to identify with it. It felt that it was time for it to transform into a dragon, and began to learn the ways of the legendary Dragon King.

'Maybe I can't become a real dragon, but I can be the god of mankind!'

An idea came into its mind.

Then, it saw a person.

It felt a strong threat from an ugly monk who came across the river, with a shriveled, short body, dull face, and no hair.

This ugly monk can threaten me!

It was terrified and nervous, and it quietly followed him, watching him teach, educate and answer questions from scratch, and watching him go from being alone to having tens of millions of disciples.

'This old monk also wants to become a god of mankind!'

It was afraid, and finally, one day, it couldn't help but disguise itself and go to see him to question him.

"No, I just want to relieve the suffering of life. Human beings do not need to pray to gods or Buddhas. Our own hearts are gods and Buddhas."

This is the old monk’s answer.

What the hell? !
It was puzzled, but still not relieved. Instead, it felt even colder in its heart.

Then he got furious.

It spat out the dragon ball, causing the river to surge, trying to drown the old monk, but in the end, it lost.

It was suppressed under Zhujiang. The old monk, grateful for its hard work in saving people over the years, spared its life, but also completely banned it from leaving Zhujiang.

No matter how unwilling, angry, or hateful you are, they cannot withstand a punch from the old monk.

It obeyed and dared not make trouble again.

In the past two hundred years, it has once again played the role of a "good dragon", secretly abducting human women for its own pleasure.

Until one day, something emerged from its blood...

In its blood memory, it knew that the name of this thing was "Daoguo".

The appearance of Daoguo once again gave it hope of defeating the old monk.

Gradually, after having been quiet for two hundred years, it began to stir again.

It has been too long since it last ate a human!

It wants to eat people!

……

call!
At this point, the green light is still there, but the light and shadow are gone.

As for the last thought of the old dragon, it was not shown to everyone. Only Chen Yan saw a fleeting greed in the vertical pupils of the old dragon of Zhujiang. The old dragon stood in front of everyone, his sleeves fluttering, like a real dragon that could take off at any time. It looked at everyone and made a false payment:
"Today is my birthday banquet. There will be no weapons or swords. What we have are delicious food and beautiful ladies to entertain you. Today is a great day. I declare the banquet open!"

"Woo——"

A melodious horn sounded.

All of a sudden, colorful bubbles were flying around, which was a beautiful sight. Charming maids were interspersed in the hall, adding more color.

Zhujiang Laolong held the wine glass in his hand and raised it with great interest:
"Everyone, drink this cup to your heart's content, and follow me in encouraging you!"

All of a sudden, all the martial artists from Dongyang Dao raised their glasses and shouted respectfully in unison:

"We respectfully wish the Dragon King good fortune as vast as the East Sea and a long life as long as the Southern Mountains!!!"

In the crowd, the young boy’s face turned red due to being too excited, and his hand holding the wine glass was even shaking when he raised it. This was his first time to drink, and he was too excited!

The young man in white robe, his senior brother at the side, was not in much better condition, his eyes were filled with excitement.

How fortunate he was to be able to participate in such a grand martial arts event in Dongyang Dao!

However, when hundreds of people stood up and raised their glasses, there was a figure sitting quietly at the banquet, motionless, as steady as a mountain, which was extremely eye-catching in the eyes of the group of people.

Wearing a simple grey monk robe, who else could it be but the monk Shikong played by Chen Yan?

Beside Chen Yan, Shi Wen stood up with a wine glass in his hand and kept winking at Chen Yan, the anxiety in his eyes almost overflowing.

But Chen Yan seemed not to have seen it. He remained calm and sat there drinking calmly. He neither stood up nor congratulated.

In the main hall, Zhujiang Laolong also noticed Chen Yan, who was sitting still and steady as a mountain in the audience. His brows, which had been relaxed, suddenly frowned.

Even the Dongyang Dao martial artists sitting at the birthday banquet were displeased when they saw Chen Yan being so arrogant.

proud!
How arrogant!

So what if they are disciples from the Big Buddha Temple?
Isn’t it just about having a good teacher?
How could a group of people in the martial arts world who regarded the old dragon of Zhujiang as a god accept that he dared to be disrespectful to the mighty Zhujiang Dragon King?

Many martial artists from Dongyang Dao were already quite dissatisfied when they saw that Zhujiang Dragon King had arranged Chen Yan to be the first seat.

Seeing that Chen Yan was so arrogant, most of the martial artists present looked at Chen Yan with hostility.

The old dragon Zhujiang in the hall had a flash of displeasure in his eyes, his brows slightly wrinkled and then quickly relaxed, then he picked up the wine glass, looked at Chen Yan with no expression on his face and said:
"Master Shikong, do you think these dishes and wine are not to your liking?"

"If it doesn't suit your taste, Master Shikong, I will order someone to arrange a special table for you until you are satisfied."

Seeing Chen Yan's attitude and being so polite to the Dragon King of Zhujiang, many martial artists in Dongyang Dao couldn't help but look at Chen Yan with even more disgust.

Even the petty Dongyang Dao martial artists could not help but start to speak in a sarcastic tone:

"Dragon King, why are you so polite? He is a god-like figure, how can he eat the same food as us?"

"Yes, he is a holy monk from the Great Buddha Mountain. How could he eat such a simple meal as this?"

"It is! It is!"

"!!!"

"you!"

Shi Wen, who was standing beside Chen Yan, became very angry after hearing this and glared at these martial artists from Dongyang Dao.

Why did his senior brother and he come all the way to Binjiang City? Wasn't it for the safety of the 200,000 people in the city?

His two brothers were so sincere, yet they were treated like this? !

Shi Wen was very angry!
very angry!

However, before Shi Wen could explode, Chen Yan, who was standing by, stopped him calmly.

"Shi Wen."

"Brother, they..."

Shi Wen turned his head and looked at Chen Yan, who had a calm face, and said angrily.

However, Chen Yan shook his head. Then, without even looking at these so-called Dongyang Dao martial artists, he simply ignored the gazes of these martial artists and set his sights on the Zhujiang Dragon King above the hall.

Facing the ironic gaze of Zhujiang Dragon King, Chen Yan remained calm, looking at him calmly and said:

"Zhujiang Dragon King is in a good mood. I understand the reason. I want to celebrate your birthday, but what does it mean to poison the wine?"

"What! There's poison in the wine?!"

When Chen Yan said this, everyone in the room was shocked.

All the Dongyang Dao martial artists present at the scene changed their expressions. The young man in white robe who was mixed in the crowd froze his smile and looked at the wine glass in his hand, not knowing whether to put it down or not.

Seeing that no one around him moved, he calmly put down the wine glass in his junior brother's hand.

Seeing someone watching, the young man in white robe smiled awkwardly and said:
"Children can't drink alcohol. They can't drink alcohol."

In the hall, when the Dragon King of Zhujiang heard what Chen Yan said, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and then he disappeared and said with a smile:
"Master Shikong, are you mistaken? How could I do such a thing at my own birthday party? If Master Shikong is dissatisfied with me, he can just get angry at me directly. There is no need to use such despicable means."

Zhujiang Dragon King seemed to be pretending to have good intentions, but in fact, what he said was extremely vicious.

What he meant now was that Chen Yan was dissatisfied with him and deliberately lied about poisoning the wine.

Zhujiang Dragon King's words immediately caused many of the Jianghu people in Dongyang Dao to look at Chen Yan with suspicion, especially those who were already hostile to Chen Yan, who said with a hint of meaning:
"Some people may seem kindhearted, but who knows what evil thoughts they may have in their hearts..."

Of course, there were also some martial arts people present who believed Chen Yan’s words. After Chen Yan said this, they all followed the young man in white robe and put down their arms silently.

However, he left a little room for maneuver, at least the wine glass was still in his hand, but his eyes were scanning back and forth between Chen Yan and Zhujiang Dragon King, secretly examining the situation.

Facing everyone's focused gazes and the mocking look from Zhujiang Old Dragon in the hall.

Chen Yan's face was calm and he didn't say anything.

Instead, he stretched out his left index finger, and a drop of blood fell from his fingertip into the wine glass.

Chen Yan's sudden move naturally attracted the attention of everyone present, including the Dragon King of Zhujiang.

When this drop of Chen Yan's blood dissolved in the wine, a magical scene appeared.

The originally calm wine suddenly began to boil, and then, in the originally clear wine, an object that looked like an insect egg suddenly appeared!

After Chen Yan's blood came into contact with the insect egg, the egg immediately let out a scream, and then a finger-sized, slippery and twisted insect body appeared.

The moment they saw the insect body, everyone's face changed.

……

(End of this chapter)