"A dozen meters long … it would at least weigh two thousand catties, right?"
Jiang He stared at the Blue King Drake's tail as he returned to Jiangnan City in delight.
Of course, a snake tail …
That was not quite right.
Since the creature had turned into a drake and grown horns and claws, it would be more appropriate to call it a scale dragon. Jiang He could not help feeling doubtful —
"Since a scale dragon has appeared, could there really be dragons in this world?"
Others aside, it was quite possible.
After all, there was an Age of Qi Refinists and immortal cultivators before the Old Martial Era. If immortals existed, would it not make sense that mythical creatures such as dragons existed as well?
Meanwhile, Jiangnan City was in utter chaos.
The Martial Arts Department (MAD), public security, and the military were working together to restore order.
The glass of many buildings shattered due to the Blue Serpent King's roar. There were even many casualties due to the Blue Serpent King's roar. The entire Jiangnan City was in a state of panic. Discussions arose everywhere. They were filled with fear towards the Feral King.
"Eh?"
Someone suddenly gasped in surprise and looked at Jiang He — or to be precise, at the Blue King Drake's tail that Jiang He was carrying over his back, exclaiming in surprise, "Isn't … isn't that the tail of the Blue King Drake just now?"
"Really? I took a picture … What the hell, it really is!"
Jiang He had just entered the city when he was immediately surrounded by the crowd, and the number of onlookers was increasing.
Martial Arts Department (MAD) personnel promptly got up to disperse the crowd. With the city in a state of chaos, they were afraid that someone with ulterior motives would take advantage of the chaos to cause more chaos.
That was when a dry cough echoed in the skies.
The coughing sound was like thunder, causing everyone to raise their heads to look at the sky.
Up in the skies, Wang Hou was standing on thin air, carrying the Blue King Drake's corpse that was almost a thousand meters long. Circulating his qi like thunder, he declared loudly, "Everyone, don't worry. I've killed the Blue King Drake, and any daemons who would invade a human city shall be killed without mercy!"
Down below.
Jiang He, who was surrounded by the crowd, quickly took the chance to flee.
Why did Marquis come back?
Specifically carrying the corpse of the Green Flood Dragon King to cheer up the millions of people in Jiangnan City?
'It seems that Wang Hou isn't that eloquent after all. He should be more impassioned right now, since it would be easy to motivate the citizens …' Jiang He complained inwardly. Meanwhile, Wang Hou was already stepping on thin air over the horizon, holding the Blue King Drake's corpse with one hand as he took to the skies.
In the city, there were people shouting and roaring, venting the emotions in their hearts.
Jiang He glanced at the zealous and excited citizens … and could not help complaining, "Minister Wang should at least leave his name. Look at how red their faces are, but they don't know who to praise."
Hence, even as he carried the Blue King Drake's tail and slipped towards Hotel Caesar, he yelled, "The one who killed the Blue King Drake is the top elite of the Hua Nation and the highest authority of the Martial Arts Department (MAD), Minister Wang Hou!"
At those words, everyone around them turned toward Jiang He.
"…"
Perhaps a little nervous from everyone's gazes, Jiang He realized that he actually forgot his lines … what should he say next?
Praise Minister Wang?
Congratulate Minister Wang?
Still feeling weird, Jiang He channeled his energy thunderously and yelled again, "Minister Wang is awesome, Minister Wang is awesome!"
In the crowd, a youth's enthusiasm soared, and he bellowed with a red face, "Minister Wang is awesome, Minister Wang is awesome!"
"Minister Wang is awesome, Minister Wang is awesome!"
"Minister Wang is awesome, Minister Wang is awesome!"
Humans were creatures that followed blindly … and as the first person bellowed, the idiotic chant quickly spread throughout Jiangnan City.
By the time Jiang He reached the gates of Hotel Caesar, he could even hear hundreds of thousands of people cheering in unison —
"Minister Wang is awesome, Minister Wang is awesome!"
It was truly thunderous!
"…"
Jiang He was a little taken aback.
Was that …
Were the people of Jiangnan City that simple? I just shouted it out casually, but hundreds of thousands of you shouted it at the same time … I wonder if Minister Wang will hear it. Of course, even if Minister Wang can't hear it, the news network will definitely report it. At that time, will it shock the eyes of the entire world?
Wang Hou …
He really did hear it.
He was a Void-tier elite. Leaving aside his acute hearing, his faint control over the world allowed him to clearly sense everything that was happening in Jiangnan City from dozens of miles away.
"What the hell!"
Wang Hou was stunned at once, and his entire face turned into a grimace.
Putting away the Blue King Drake's corpse with a wave of his hand, he turned into a flash over the horizon and rapidly flew toward Jingdu City, moving so quickly that he was even more frightening than the Golden-Crowned Black Eagle.
Just half an hour later, Wang Hou arrived at the Martial Arts Department (MAD) headquarters in Jingdu City.
Once he returned, he immediately sought out Zhou Yu.
"Old Zhou, contact Jiangnan right away. Keep an eye on every media outlet, and no one is allowed to publish news without my permission … by the way, control the internet as well!"
"Minister Wang, this … what happened?"
Zhou Yu was utterly confused.
He was aware that Wang Hou had gone to Jiangnan City because of the Blue King Drake's ambush … but the 'battlefield' had subsequently shifted to the wildlands, and Zhou Yu was not aware of the specific outcome.
Ten minutes ago, he had contacted Qin Fan, chief of the MAD, to ask about the situation, only to be told that the Feral King had retreated, and that Wang Hou had killed the Blue King Drake …
Qin Fan did not mention a word about the slogan 'Minister Wang is awesome, Minister Wang is awesome!'.
"Don't ask. Just carry it out."
Wang Hou did not explain, and simply said, "Hurry, hurry up and do it at once!"
He only breathed a long sigh of relief after Zhou Yu left, and only relaxed after taking a sip of caterpillar fungus and goji berries from his Thermos flask.
Even so …
Minutes later, laughter could be heard from next door.
It felt like he was holding it in at first, but he gradually let it go, and eventually could not help slapping his thighs and table in laughter.
Naturally, the office next to Wang Hou's was the office of his assistant, Zhou Yu.
Wang Hou's spirit radiated out, and found Zhou Yu staring at his computer, watching a short video.
In the video, countless citizens of Jiangnan were cheering thunderously, every one of them surging with passion and immeasurable excitement.
Still, the slogan …
It was too much of an eyesore.
Wang Hou rose to his feet and knocked on Zhou Yu's office door.
The laughter in the office stopped abruptly the instant he knocked, and Zhou Yu rose to open the door with a somber look on his face, saying, "Minister Wang, I've contacted Jiangnan, and the various media outlets have sent us their samples as well. Would you like to take a look, Minister Wang?"
At that, Zhou Yu eventually could not hold back a snicker.
Scowling, Wang Hou turned around and cursed through clenched teeth, "What the hell? Which bastard was the one who started this?"
It was too inappropriate for such a slogan to appear in a situation like that.
Wang Hou suspected that someone was messing with him.
After Jiang He left, Zhou Yu mused to himself as he stared at the short video on his computer.
He was silent for a long time before he picked up the phone and dialed a number. He said, "Old Ma, you're a computer expert. I have a video here that needs to be edited. See if you can make it look good."
"By the way, this must be kept a secret!"
"If word gets out, your department's budget for next year will be cut!"
…
Jiang He was not aware of what happened at the Martial Arts Department headquarters.
He had already returned to his hotel room.
The windows were all shattered and could not be fixed for the time being. The higher-ups of the hotel went from room to room, offering red wine and gifts to the guests as an apology.
"It's fine, it's fine. It's the Blue King Drake's fault and has nothing to do with your hotel."
With a wave of his hand, Jiang He promptly sealed the windows with a stream of True Qi.
It was not that the wind was too strong, but the streets outside were too noisy. Sealing the windows with True Qi was much more soundproof than glass.
The hotel manager was even more respectful toward Jiang He now.
In fact, he had gotten to know Jiang He half an hour ago. Jiang He had come to him personally, carrying the Blue King Drake's tail over his shoulder, and handed it to him so that he could cut it into pieces and wrap it up.
"Mister Jiang, the kitchen has already started cutting it, and the wrapping would be done in two hours."
Jiang He nonchalantly took out a gold ingot and threw it to the manager, saying, "Many thanks, but I have to warn you beforehand … the Blue King Drake is a Feral King, and the qi and blood contained in its flesh are too concentrated. Keep a close eye on it and don't let your kitchen staff steal a bite, or I'm guessing an average person would die if they ate a piece."
The manager was fearful and fearful of accepting the Yuanbao, saying, "Don't worry, Mister Jiang. I've specifically arranged for my brother-in-law to watch the kitchen, and no one would dare to touch your Blue King Drake meat."
In the end, under Jiang He's insistence, the manager carefully accepted the Yuanbao and respectfully left Jiang He's room.
"Sigh …"
Jiang He sighed, feeling a little helpless.
There was nothing he could do about it.
There were only twelve boxes in his System Backpack, and there was no place to put it. Moreover, it would be difficult to carry the ten-meter-long tail back to Lingzhou City, but that problem would not exist if it was cut into pieces and packed.
No matter how small the interior of his sports car was, it would not be a problem to stuff an item weighing over two thousand catties.
After seeing off the manager, Jiang He lay down on his bed, his eyes landing on the box in his System Backpack where the Yuanbao was stored.
There was a picture of a Yuanbao on the box, and behind it was the number 'x9399'.
"So, I only have 9399 Yuanbao?"
Jiang He quietly counted …
It seemed that the numbers were correct. There should have been another 9,400 Yuanbao, and after tipping the manager with one just now, 9399 Yuanbao was left.
"One Yuanbao weighs half a catty, and 9399 Yuanbao is only a little over four tons, which is less than ten thousand catties."
Jiang He frowned.
He …
Was a little poor.
It was said that the auction later would not be conducted with currency, but with gold or other treasures. There was no telling if the amount of gold he had would be enough. …
Just as he was worrying, there was a knock on his door.
He opened it to find Long Mountain Lin and three unfamiliar middle-aged men standing outside.
Confused, Jiang He turned to Long Mountain Lin, who explained with a smile, "Brother Jiang He, allow me to introduce you. This is the current clan leader of the Murong clan, Murong Buyi, and this is the clan leader of the Dragon clan, Long Qi."
"And this is Wei Zhishu, the clan leader of the Wei clan."
The three chiefs were all smiles and extended their hands to Jiang He, saying, "Mister Jiang, please forgive us for coming uninvited and disturbing you."
Jiang He shook their hands and quickly smiled. "You're too kind, clan leaders. Please come in."
Still, he was a little curious.
The Wei clan, the Dragon clan, and the Murong clan?
Weren't those the three great martial clans of Jiangnan? Why were they here?
Still, it made sense when he thought about it.
Everyone in Jiangnan City knew about Wang Hou's slaying of the Blue King Drake … and many people knew that Jiang He had carried the Blue King Drake's tail into the city, which was why the three clans would not be able to hide it from them.
That was why it was completely reasonable for them to visit him.
Moreover, since they came with Elder Lin, they clearly knew that Jiang He had saved Elder Lin's life …
Jiang He had told Long Mountain Lin about his slaying of the Black King Drake after he returned, keeping it a secret for the time being. Naturally, Long Mountain Lin would not mention it, but the only thing that surprised Jiang He was …
Weren't the three great clans supposed to have a long history?
Reasonably speaking, such clans should have a lot of history and culture, so why would they name themselves so casually?
"Brother Jiang He, they kept pestering me to bring them here …"
That was when Long Mountain Lin spoke to Jiang He through Secret Acoustics, "They might be interested in the Blue King Drake's tail and the floral inspiration you used to save me, which is why they wanted to make a deal with you."
And just as he expected.
After a few exchanges of pleasantries, Murong Buyi said, "To tell the truth, Mister Jiang, we're here today to ask a favor of you. We know that you've obtained half of the Blue King Drake's tail …"
That was when there was another knock on the door.
It was the lobby manager who had brought over the sliced and packaged tail of the Green Flood Dragon King with a group of chefs.
"Mister Jiang, the Blue King Drake's tail weighs 2,488 catties, and we've cut it into one-catty slices as per your instructions, before packing it in Ziploc containers … each container is 100 catties, please have a look."
Twenty-five Ziploc containers were strewn all over the floor.
That left Jiang He very troubled …
What the hell.
This was completely different from what he had imagined. If that was the case, would his sports car really be able to handle it?
He looked up at Murong Buyi and said, "Please continue, Chief Murong."
"…"
Murong Buyi, Long Qi, and Wei Zhishu, the three masters of the three martial families, all widened their eyes as they looked at the stacks of Ziploc boxes. It took them a while to recover from the shock …
What the hell!
What a reckless waste of a treasure!
Cutting the Blue King Drake's tail into slices meant that its value was greatly reduced.
Smiling, Murong Buyi had to change his tone. "Mister Jiang, we're actually quite interested in the mystical item you used to save Elder Jiang …"
Jiang He waved them off and cut to the chase, saying, "I know why you're here. You're here to do business with me, but I don't have the floral spirit anymore. I do have some medicinal ingredients though, and I wonder if you're interested."
Even as the three clan chiefs stared blankly, Jiang He took out a Bezoar Detox Pill, an Amoxicillin capsule, and a large Yunnan Baiyao band-aid!
(PS: I'm busy tomorrow, so I'm taking a day off. I'll make it up the day after.)
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