Chapter 247 - 247 182 Shao Siming_5

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247: Chapter 182 Shao Siming_5 247: Chapter 182 Shao Siming_5 It’s that simple? Great Emperor Gou Chen looked at Ao Zhan with suspicion, almost thinking he was being duped. Yet Ao Zhan met his gaze directly, and as they locked eyes, both could see the intent in the other’s eyes. The corner of Great Emperor Gou Chen’s mouth quirked up slightly, and he nodded, saying, “Fine.” Although doing so was quite embarrassing. But Great Emperor Gou Chen didn’t care too much, as his skin was quite thick. With that thought, Great Emperor Gou Chen declared outright, “Everything I said just now about the Dragon Clan was utter nonsense, untrue.” His voice carried far and wide, immediately causing many powerhouses within the Three Realms to reveal peculiar expressions. Many wanted to ask Great Emperor Gou Chen, where was his face? As one of the Four Heavenly Kings, to capitulate so easily was utterly speechless. Even if Great Emperor Gou Chen had died in battle, they would not have looked down upon him like this. But now, the immortals and gods of the Three Realms felt nothing but contempt for Great Emperor Gou Chen. Great Emperor Gou Chen didn’t mind, since for the time being, his hopes of becoming the Great Heavenly Venerate seemed very slim. So, he didn’t care about face. Gaining real benefits was what truly mattered. To clash with Ao Zhan now, fighting to a mutually damaging extent, would be pointless, even if he could win; it was entirely unnecessary. A momentary retreat was mainly to preserve strength for a better future. Whether others understood or not, Great Emperor Gou Chen didn’t care. Ao Zhan laughed, his voice full of derision. This was the great Four Heavenly Kings of the Heavenly Court? Compared to the Great Emperor Ziwei, Great Emperor Gou Chen lacked far more than just courage. Simply that kind of bullying-the-weak-and-fearing-the-strong character meant he could never achieve anything great. He was even inferior to a woman. “Trash,” Houtu muttered through clenched teeth. However, the Jade Emperor simply smiled faintly, as if he had anticipated this outcome. Just then, Taiyi Suffering Heavenly Venerate Tianzun snorted coldly, no longer wanting to fight. With the nine-headed lion, bloodied by Yang Jian’s blade, he left the place. Mediocre, Great Emperor Gou Chen had now become a synonym for mediocrity in his mind. Wukong gave a bow to Master Erlang, saying, “Thank you, elder brother, for your help.” Master Erlang responded indifferently, “Why be so formal between us? We are brothers, and it’s natural to help each other. Besides, that Taiyi fellow, using his higher realm to bully others and even letting his mount attack, is despicable. I really can’t stand him.” Wukong laughed heartily, “Elder brother is always so outspoken.” A small smile playing at the corners of his mouth, Yang Jian gave a bow and left the place. “Thank you, Great Saint, for your assistance.” Ao Zhan thanked Wukong. Though he was an ancestor of the Dragon Clan, he showed no negligence towards Wukong, the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, who was now in high demand. Wukong replied with a smile, “Brother Ao, there’s no need for formalities. We are both in the same boat, helping you is only right and proper.” Wukong never thought there was anything amiss with that. Not to mention his good relationship with Ao Guang, just the fact that the Dragon Clan pledged allegiance to the Great Emperor Ziwei, largely because of his own actions, meant Wukong couldn’t just watch idly as Ao Zhan was besieged. Not to mention, his relationship with the Dragon Clan was particularly good. Ao Zhan revealed a smile and suggested to Wukong, “Let’s have a few drinks together.” “Alright.” Arm in arm, the two left to drink. Instead of going to the Dragon Palace, Ao Zhan picked a city where they took over an entire tavern. The owner was initially reluctant, but when Ao Zhan tossed over a Luminous Pearl, the owner immediately changed his mind. This Luminous Pearl was worth far more than the entire tavern. The two sat on the top floor of the tavern, watching the bustling crowd below. Ao Zhan remarked with a sigh, “I never thought that the land of living beings could be so lively and prosperous, and that humans, these kinds of beings, could replace the myriad races to become the rightful heirs of heaven and earth. The world is truly incredible.” Wukong smiled faintly and said, “Humans may be born weak, their years fleeing in a mere few decades, but their brilliant lives are not inferior to any immortal gods. Moreover, the Human Race has passed down their legacy through endless generations, striving amidst hardships to survive in this world, and it has taken countless generations’ worth of efforts to get where they are today. Old Sun finds it quite befitting.” Glancing at Wukong, Ao Zhan sighed, “Innate Beings view the world differently indeed, worthy of those whose Daoist Nature surpasses human nature.” Wukong simply smiled faintly. He felt that he possessed plenty of humanity, certainly more than many of the immortals and Buddhas. The two enjoyed their drinks and the fine dishes of the tavern. Ao Zhan’s eyes grew a bit hazy as he looked into the distance and said pensively, “I still remember in Ancient Times, when gods battled for supremacy over the world, dynasties rose and fell, generation after generation and many a heroic deity vanished into the dust of history. Even those who claimed Immortality and Indestructibility didn’t live to see this day; I consider myself lucky.” Wukong listened but didn’t speak. He knew well that his input wasn’t needed right now. Ao Zhan was merely unleashing his feelings with the aid of alcohol. “My Dragon Clan once ruled an era, we also had our glory, but alas, it’s all in the past; this era does not belong to us. If the Dragon Clan wants to survive, it has to rely on those who are stronger.” “Great Emperor Ziwei is not bad, the Dragon Clan won’t lose out following him,” Wukong said indifferently. Ao Zhan scoffed, expressing his disdain, “That Great Emperor Ziwei, he’s indeed not bad, but that’s just it—merely not bad. If it weren’t for you, Sun Wukong, my Dragon Clan might not have chosen him.” Continuing, Ao Zhan looked up at the Vault of Heaven and said, “The Jade Emperor isn’t dead. I know it even without you saying anything; I can sense his Qi, still within the Three Realms. Though faint, it’s unmistakable.”

Chapter 247 - 247 182 Shao Siming_5

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