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Chapter 334 Adopted son? You are not even worthy of recognizing me as your father! (Subscribe)

The moment this slippery and ugly insect body appeared, the faces of everyone present changed, including the old dragon Zhujiang in the hall.

Especially the old dragon Zhujiang, his face changed color when he saw the insect body, and his face instantly turned ugly.

A pair of dark yellow vertical pupils with a hint of coldness looked at Chen Yan, and an undisguised murderous intent had begun to emerge in the depths of his eyes. In addition to the murderous intent, the Dragon King of Zhujiang also felt a little surprised.

why?
Why did the bald monk in the Big Buddha Temple see through its tricks?
This method of its is clearly inherited from its bloodline, and it was triggered with great difficulty relying on the power of qi and blood. It is a method completely different from that of this world.

but why?
Why did the other party see through it at a glance?
Could it be that?
Is it the old monk from that year...?
Thinking back to that skinny figure back then, endless hatred and murderous intent surged in Zhujiang Laolong's heart.

He should have been the god of this area!
The only true God!
But the appearance of this old monk caused its plan to fail before it even began.

For hundreds of years, the old dragon of Zhujiang has never dared to eat anyone again.

Because every time the old dragon Zhujiang wanted to steal someone, it seemed as if there was an eye in the sky watching it coldly all the time.

There was no emotion in these eyes, but this cold look was like a silent warning to Zhujiang Laolong.

There is a dragon lying in the hall, but it can't even eat a single person!

Zhujiang Old Dragon hates it!
It is unwilling!
If this hatred could be transformed into sharp arrows, then Master Bodhidharma would have been pierced to death by thousands of arrows long ago.

Now, after waiting for three hundred years, it finally got the chance to take revenge!
Daoguo!

It breeds the power of Tao Fruit from its blood!
This power was so huge that Zhujiang Laolong had the confidence to defeat the old monk.

But before that, the Dao Fruit it bred was not complete...

In other words, there are some other factors missing.

And all the martial artists from Dongyang Dao, including the entire Binjiang City, are its targets.

But before that...

It needs to be tested.

Test whether the old monk is dead.

If he wasn't dead, how powerful would he be now?
It needs to know all this.

So, it planned to secretly capture one of the old monk's disciples.

Its plan was to release the water to flood Binjiang City.

In order to leave some room for maneuver, it deliberately chose the day of its birthday party.

As expected, the old monk did not come in person, but sent his disciples.

He is still the old monk’s most proud disciple!
It's really God's help!

It just didn't expect...

why?
Why were its tactics discovered?
Zhujiang Dragon King had a gloomy face and looked into the depths of Chen Yan's eyes, but there was also a hint of deep doubt.

However, Zhujiang Laolong could never have imagined that the young monk in front of him was no longer himself, but Chen Yan from the underworld.

honestly.

If you were someone from this world, you might not be able to see through Zhujiang Laolong's methods.

This has nothing to do with strength, it’s mainly a matter of vision.

In this world where magic power and demonic power are banned, it is difficult for spells, magical powers, and demonic methods to appear.

Naturally, it seems that the Zhujiang Dragon King's disguised method of using qi and blood to activate magic is recorded in the Taoist Canon of the Shenxiao Sect.

As luck would have it, in the Taoist canon passed down by the Shenxiao Sect, there is a record of a blood magic that is very similar to the one in front of us, which is unique to the dragon lineage.

Thinking of this, Chen Yan raised his head, facing the Zhujiang Dragon King's cannibalistic gaze, and spoke in a light tone:
"Using dragon blood as the source, and supplemented with corpse beetles, it is refined into [Dragon Puppet Corpse Egg]. If a living being takes it, the Dragon Puppet Corpse Egg will parasitize in the living being's body until it breaks out of the egg, gradually drills into the living being's brain, parasitizes inside, and refines it into a [Demon Blood Dragon Puppet]. It has no intelligence, does not feel pain, and does not know life or death. Am I right?"

With every word Chen Yan spoke, the faces of the Dongyang Dao martial artists in the hall turned three shades paler.

By the end of the conversation, all the martial arts masters present were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Many of them looked at the wine glasses in their hands in fear and subconsciously let go of them, as if if they held them any longer, the [Dragon Puppet Corpse Egg] would parasitize their bodies.

Of course, there were also a small number of people present who had already drunk the wine. After hearing what Chen Yan said, they were all frightened and sweat poured down their foreheads, with their collars soaked with sweat. However, these people no longer cared about these things. They all reached out their hands to grab the back of their throats, as if they wanted to dig the [Dragon Puppet Corpse Egg] out of their stomachs.

For a moment, the air was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

In the crowd, the young man in white robe looked around with a thankful look on his face. He did not drink the wine, and his fellow apprentice did not drink it either.

This is nothing short of a great blessing.

Not only the young man in white robe, but also all the people around who were not drinking had a look of relief on their faces.

Of course, those who drank, especially those who were deeply hostile to Chen Yan, were extremely scared, but they still looked at Chen Yan fiercely and scolded him:
"Don't exaggerate, you monk! How could the Dragon King of Zhujiang harm us?!"

This person's words were like a life-saving straw, causing those who had already drunk in the hall to echo his words one after another, and even united to denounce Chen Yan:

"That's right! This evil monk must be exaggerating!"

"Don't believe him! Zhujiang Dragon King has protected Dongyang Dao for hundreds of years, how could he harm us?!"

"That's right! That's right! It must be this evil monk who is misleading people with his lies!"

"Drive him out! Drive this evil monk out!"

"Kick him out! He's not welcome here!"

"!!!"

For a moment, those drunken people in the martial arts world denounced Chen Yan with righteous words, as if this could eliminate the fear in their hearts.

On the contrary, those people who had never drunk alcohol remained silent.

However, Chen Yan, who was sitting at the wine table, did not take these people from the martial arts world seriously at all. Instead, he looked at Zhujiang Laolong who had remained silent in the hall.

He didn't say anything else, but the sneering look in his eyes made everything clear.

Shi Wen, who was standing beside Chen Yan, flew into a rage when he saw that a group of people from the martial arts world dared to denounce his own senior brother.

Although he was not sure what his senior brother meant.

But he only understood one thing, that the wine was poisonous, and that neither he nor his senior brother was poisoned, and that was enough.

Although my senior brother has been drinking since he arrived, he must not be poisoned since he was able to expose the conspiracy of Zhujiang Laolong.

Thinking of this, the angry Shi Wen was about to explode and teach these Dongyang Dao gangsters a lesson.

But before he could take any action, the Zhujiang Dragon King, who had remained silent all this time, suddenly spoke in the hall.

"When?"

A deep voice came from Zhujiang Laolong's throat.

The sound was not loud, but it immediately quieted down the "excited" martial artists in the hall.

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhujiang Dragon King.

Then Zhujiang Dragon King simply ignored the gazes of everyone present, and only focused his gaze on Chen Yan, and asked again:
"When did you find out?"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a huge rock hitting the calm lake, causing huge waves.

Zhujiang Dragon King's words were tantamount to indirectly proving that everything Chen Yan said was true!

"How can it be?!!!"

Some drunken martial artists looked at the Dragon King of Zhujiang in disbelief.

It seemed that he still couldn't believe that the dignified Zhujiang Dragon King, the patron saint of Dongyang Road, would actually put something like [Dragon Puppet Corpse Egg] in this wine. "How could you do this!"

The drunken martial artists glared at the Zhujiang Dragon King.

However, as soon as the man's voice arose, a flash of blood appeared.

"puff!"

This person looked like a bursting watermelon, with his entire upper body bursting apart and flesh, internal organs and blood all over the ground.

Zhujiang Dragon King had a cold expression, and he did not change his expression even after killing someone. Instead, he looked at the others who had changed color:

"A mere pig is worthy of calling me by my name?"

Pig!

It turns out that in the eyes of Zhujiang Dragon King, they are just pigs like pigs and dogs!

Zhujiang Laolong's words were like a huge hammer, hitting the hearts of all the Dongyang Dao people present.

Especially those people in the martial arts world who had always trusted Zhujiang Old Dragon very much, at this moment, looked at Zhujiang Dragon King with extremely pale faces.

The faith in my heart completely collapsed at this moment and shattered to the ground.

However, this also made the people in Dongyang Dao completely understand the character of Zhujiang Dragon King.

They retreated three meters away from the platform in the hall, and many people even hid behind Chen Yan.

The Dragon King of Zhujiang, who killed a Jianghu man just like he would kill an ant, turned his attention back to Chen Yan and stared at him:

"When did you discover that there were [Dragon Puppet Corpse Eggs] in the wine? How did you know the name of this [Dragon Puppet Corpse Eggs]?"

You know, the four words "Dragon Puppet Corpse Egg" were learned by the Zhujiang Dragon King from his blood memory.

If it weren't for the blood inheritance, the Zhujiang Dragon King himself wouldn't have known that such a thing existed in this world.

But why?
Why does the monk opposite know this?
Facing Zhujiang Laolong's question, Chen Yan smiled and said meaningfully:
"If I say that I discovered it from the beginning, would you believe me? As for how I know the name of this dragon puppet corpse egg... guess?"

Zhujiang Laolong's face darkened. He stared at Chen Yan intently and said coldly:

"Did that old bald ass tell you?"

Chen Yan smiled, neither admitting nor denying.

However, the old dragon on the opposite side of the river seemed to believe that he had learned this from Bodhidharma. He stared at Chen Yan for a long time, and finally, he suddenly clapped his hands:

"Good! Good! Good!"

"As expected, he is the most proud disciple of the old bald donkey. He has the Vajra Body of Buddhism, extraordinary talent, excellent bones, and such a transcendent mind. He is not angry, not shocked, and not afraid..."

Zhujiang Laolong's eyes fell on Chen Yan, with hidden admiration:
"Unfortunately, you are the best choice for my dragon puppet."

"you!"

Shi Wen, who was standing beside Chen Yan, was so angry that he trembled after hearing this.

On the contrary, Chen Yan's expression did not change much, and he even smiled:
"In that case, should I thank you, Dragon King, for your consideration?"

"You have the ability."

Zhujiang Laolong looked at Chen Yan with more and more appreciation, as if he could sense that Chen Yan did not seem to have much attachment to the Big Buddha Temple.

Zhujiang Laolong looked at Chen Yan and suddenly said:

"How about being my adopted son?"

Zhujiang Dragon King's sudden words made the entire hall quiet down.

No one present expected that Zhujiang Dragon King would suddenly ask this question.

But Zhujiang Dragon King seemed to not care at all. He just looked at Chen Yan and said seriously:
"Become my adopted son, and this Dongyang Dao will belong to you, Shi Kong. You will have wealth, beauties, power, skills, and even any elixir that can improve your strength. Why would you work for that bald donkey?"

I have to say, if it were anyone else present, they would be moved after hearing what Zhujiang Laolong said.

But Chen Yan wouldn't do that.

joke.

As it is only a state in the Netherworld, how could Chen Yan take Dongyang Dao seriously?

To Chen Yan, these mundane things are not even as important as a word from Bodhidharma!

But others didn’t know, especially Shi Wen who was standing next to Chen Yan. He looked at his senior brother with a nervous look.

These conditions are really great!
Compared with the palace of the Dragon King of Zhujiang, our own Dafoshan is just a valley, right?
Although it is indeed a ravine.

Not to mention Shi Wen, even the Dongyang Dao martial artists nearby, including the white-robed young man in the crowd, were excited after hearing Zhujiang Dragon King's conditions.

If it were him, he would have taken the lead and bowed long ago.

But in front of me...

What choice will Master Shikong from the Big Buddha Temple, the favorite disciple of Bodhidharma, make?
accept?

Or refuse?

Just when everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Yan.

"call!

Chen Yan slammed the cup down, not caring about the looks from the people around him, his attention was focused on Zhujiang Laolong:

"Let me recognize you as my father?"

"good."

Zhujiang Laolong nodded as a matter of course.

Chen Yan grinned and smiled:

"Although I am not a great figure, I still want to acknowledge you, a creature born from an egg, as my father..."

"You don't deserve it!"

The moment the words fell to the ground, Chen Yan's eyes suddenly turned cold.

The look towards Zhujiang Laolong was filled with cold meaning:
"Don't even mention being a father. Even if you recognize me as your father, you are not worthy of being born from an egg."

quiet!
silence!

Deathly silence!

All of a sudden, the whole hall fell completely silent. There was no sound at all, not even a pin drop could be heard.

Everyone, everyone looked at Chen Yan with eyes wide open, full of disbelief, their mouths wide open, unable to speak.

Not to mention the people from Dongyang Dao, even the old monk Shi Wen himself looked at Chen Yan with deep shock.

How dare my senior brother say such words in front of Zhujiang Dragon King?

Not to mention being an adopted son, he's not even worthy of being a father!

……

(End of this chapter)