Chapter 184 - Seven Houses Gathering (2/2)
Yan Bogong smiled, “Pill King Hall is different from you. You always go on a murder spree every day, with every one of your elders a mighty general – my condolences for the loss by the way. While we at the Pill King Hall pursue alchemy above all else. Only the best alchemist is worthy of the Vicious Pill King title. Even if we were robbed of our precious alchemist, we still have many more that can fit the role as well. Just as we have many 7th grade alchemists like Yan Song. Since they have always been in his shadow for so long, they must be letting it all out in laughter now.”
“In short, we do not lack alchemists. Our next Vicious Pill King will achieve just as his predecessor had, taking the title of the best alchemist in Tianyu.”
Yan Bogong stood proud before the two, while You Wanshan cursed silently, “A cold and cruel hell is a more fitting place for you!”
Long Yifey snorted, “Hall Lord Yan seems to be quite confident. I heard that in the Hundred Pill Meeting held by Drifting Flowers Edifice, before Vicious Pill King’s untimely demise, he fell utterly short to the more skilled Zhuo Fan. Do tell, how is the best alchemist in Tianyu one of yours now, hmm? I certainly don’t see it.”
For the first time since he came, Yan Bogong’s face took a darker tone, his eyes flashing with bloodthirst, “Humph, and if Zhuo Fan dies? The dead can’t compete with Pill King Hall in taking the best alchemist title.”
“What? Zhuo Fan? Where is that devil?”
A sudden bark rang everyone’s ears. It followed with the arrival of three figures in blue. A middle-aged man with delicate features walked to Leng Wuchang, “Sir Leng, hasn’t Zhuo Fan been dealt with yet?”
Leng Wuchang frowned.
Merry Woods was the dumbest ally no one would ever want. [Could you speak any louder? I don’t think everyone heard you clearly.]
Too little too late. Long Yifey could already guess as his eyes glanced at the two.
Leng Wuchang coughed, “House Lord Lin, please mind yourself. We are all here to strategize on how to rid the world of that devil.”
“Oh, Lin Rufeng, why do I get the feeling you already began to act?” Lin Rufeng’s eyes searched for a clue, a tick, anything.
Lin Rufeng nodded without a care, “Damn right. That punk killed our 6th elder. How can we not retaliate? This time, we sent two Profound Heaven experts…”
“House Lord Lin, Zhuo Fan is most cunning. It is not appropriate for Merry Woods to act alone. Let us all work together on this after the Seven Houses Gathering.” Leng Wuchang intervened before Lin Rufeng’s loose tongue could do even more damage.
Lin Rufeng was startled, [What do you mean alone? Weren’t you in it as well?]
But Leng Wuchang’s deadly glare shut him up before he could open his beak.
However, Long Yifey could already guess what happened. [Regent Estate has been on the move even before the Seven Houses Gathering. And they excluded Veiled Dragon Pavilion it seems.]
It was a clear indication that Regent Estate crossed Veiled Dragon Pavilion from their ally list.
[This spells trouble. If the Regent Estate goal is to rule all seven houses, they are sure to make an example out of Veiled Dragon Pavilion by eliminating us.]
Long Yifey secretly sighed. [I can only pray for Zhuo Fan’s safety, that he will assist us once he rises to power. You must stay alive at all costs!]
“Ha-ha-ha, it’s been a long time since it’s been so bustling here. It must’ve been what, a century since our last gathering?”
A sudden chuckle followed a scholarly middle-aged man with a long beard joining them with two elders behind. And one of them was Sword Marquise Abode’s 8th elder, Jian Suifeng.
Jian Suifeng and Long Jiu’s eyes met and they nodded at each other.
In Drifting Flowers City, Zhuo Fan pulled the strings in getting Sword Marquise Abode and Veiled Dragon Pavilion secretly more acquainted. Long Yifey’s eyes shined at the newcomer, finally meeting an ally, and laughed, “Ha-ha-ha, Abode Lord Sky Breaking Xie Xiaofeng, we meet at last!”
“Pavilion Lord Soaring Dragon Long Yifey, I’ve been looking forward to seeing you as well.” Xie Xiaofeng cupped his hands, laughing together for a reason only they knew.
These two were house lords yet, they have never once met before but since they were allies now, they saw each other in a better light.
Leng Wuchang’s brows trembled.
“The seven houses are almost all here. But in light of Drifting Flowers Edifice’s unfortunate disaster that demon caused, I believe they have their hands tied and can’t join us. Let us…”
“Who said Drifting Flowers Edifice’s hands are tied?”
A clear and powerful voice cut Leng Wuchang’s speech short. Then a bang echoed as a golden staff with a dragon head smashed the ground.
The sight of her caused the others to widen their eyes, even Leng Wuchang.
[The old hag still lives…]