Which Brocade Emperor?
While Yan Zhaoge's words sounded rather laughable, it was actually a very serious question.
The black-clothed Brocade Emperor and the white-clothed Brocade Emperor were completely different in nature.
Ah Hu was very clear about the difference, so he answered solemnly, "The one in black!"
"Black-clothed?" Yan Zhaoge knit his brows slightly.
Whether it was from the perspective of Yan Di and the Grand Simplicity Splendour Cloud or from the perspective of Meng Wan and Fu Ting, Yan Zhaoge and the black-clothed Brocade Emperor were enemies.
All these years, they had been able to coexist peacefully. It was only because everyone had restrained themselves and the black-clothed Brocade Emperor was not in the World beyond Worlds most of the time.
"It's from Ingenious Flying Peak," Ah Hu said helplessly, "It's confirmed that it's the man in black."
While he intended to eliminate Fu Ting and Meng Wan, the black-clothed Brocade Emperor bore no enmity towards the others of Ingenious Flying Peak.
Of course, there were no emotions to speak of. However, to him, disciples were not dispensable existences. They were also beneficial to him. Naturally, he would not give them up so easily.
Unless those of Ingenious Flying Peak clearly supported the white-clothed Brocade Emperor or obstructed the black-clothed Brocade Emperor.
As for He Xixing and the others, they maintained a neutral attitude.
To them, be it the white-clothed Brocade Emperor or the black-clothed Brocade Emperor, they were still the Lord of Ingenious Flying Peak from back then.
Regardless of who won in the end, Ingenious Flying Peak would ultimately still be ruled by the Brocade Emperor.
While the black-clothed Brocade Emperor seemed a little hard to get along with, they naturally wouldn't go against him.
Besides pretending not to know anything about the white-clothed Brocade Emperor and Fu Ting, Ingenious Flying Peak would also strictly comply with whatever requests and orders the black-clothed Brocade Emperor had.
Fortunately, before a victor had truly been decided between the two Brocade Emperors, be it the black-clothed or the white-clothed, they had not made things difficult for He Xixing and the others. Everyone could finally heave a sigh of relief at this.
While they knew that the black-clothed Brocade Emperor seemed to be on bad terms with Yan Zhaoge and Broad Creed Mountain, those of Ingenious Flying Peak did not know the specific reason for this as they still hoped that they could help the two sides ease their relationship as much as possible.
Therefore, He Xixing had personally gone to the Prophecy Pavilion as a representative to contact his master. He also hoped that the Prophecy Pavilion would agree and not fall out with them.
What he did not know was that the conflict between Broad Creed Mountain and the black-clothed Brocade Emperor was virtually irreconcilable.
Unless the black-clothed Brocade Emperor was willing to stop at his current cultivation level for the rest of his life, unable to advance any further.
"Agree to it," Yan Zhaoge thought for a moment before agreeing.
"… Yes, young master." As Ah Hu looked over with a surprised gaze, Yan Zhaoge lightly rubbed his temples, "When things are abnormal, there must be a reason behind it. I want to see what he is planning."
"If we don't let him come, it will be hard to track his whereabouts. Since that's the case, we might as well let him in."
When Qiu Jiahai who was presiding over the Heavenly Mysteries Pavilion heard the news, he could not help but feel greatly shocked, "The black-clothed Brocade Emperor has come. If things get out of hand and things get out of hand, the auction will not be able to continue. He is an Emperor after all."
"Don't worry, Mr. Qiu. Her Majesty, the empress, will also attend this auction," Ah Hu explained.
Hearing this, Qiu Jiahai immediately felt relieved. "So that's how it is. Then there's no need to worry."
He then asked curiously, "Right, where is junior apprentice-brother Yan? The goods to be auctioned this time have all been gathered. Why is he still in Dragon Butterfly Valley? "
"Young Master, he … hmm, he's taking care of the meat left behind by Young Madam." Ah Hu smiled innocently.
Qiu Jiahai was stunned. "Little Meat?"
Xiao Ai coughed dryly by the side, "Actually, Mister Qiu, you might have seen her in Dragon Butterfly Valley before. Little Meat is that little black dog."
"Oh, I have indeed seen her before," Qiu Jiahai recalled now. Still, he was a little doubtful.
Ah Hu explained, "Little Meaty is a beloved pet that Young Madam reared in the past. After our clan had established a foothold in the Royal Reed Sea that year, Young Madam brought Little Meaty up to the World beyond Worlds from the Eight Extremities World. Afterwards, Young Madam left Broad Creed Mountain for safety reasons. In recent years, it has often been Young Master who has been taking care of it."
Feng Yunsheng had been out adventuring, and even her own fate had been uncertain. She had naturally not brought Little Meat along with her back then.
At the end of the day, it was just an ordinary little black dog that was not even a beast.
Her earlier decision had been proven to be a wise one.
"Little Meat just happened to be sick these past two days. As there is still some time before the auction begins, Young Master intends to take care of it first before coming over," Ah Hu explained.
As an ordinary dog, Little Meat's lifespan should have long since come to an end.
Some spirit medicines that could extend one's lifespan were of no use to martial practitioners with high cultivation bases and powerful fleshly bodies. Still, if Little Meat were to be fed them, it would still be able to extend its lifespan by quite a few years even if it did not follow its owner into the heavens. Therefore, it was still alive and kicking now.
Of course, it could still be infected with diseases.
In Dragon Butterfly Valley, looking at the little fella before him, Yan Zhaoge tapped its head, "Yunsheng raised you to be too greedy back then, daring to eat anything. Now, you must have suffered."
The little black dog whimpered rather aggrievedly, wagging its little tail by Yan Zhaoge's side.
It was gradually recovering now.
"Little fella." Yan Zhaoge stroked its neck, turning and saying to the massive entity on the other side, "After I leave, I'll leave it to you. You better be more reliable."
Pan-Pan who resembled a small mountain blinked his eyes, nodding in a seemingly simple and honest manner.
In terms of usefulness or potential, the little black dog was naturally incomparable to this Pixiu.
Still, at the end of the day, keeping pets had never been just for guarding the house.
And a certain glutton who had the ability to guard the house was often not that reliable too …
Yan Zhaoge deeply suspected that Little Meat would be toyed with by Pan-Pan when he was not around.
He did not know if it was a misconception, but a certain fatty who was becoming more and more human-like and intelligent seemed to be growing more and more black-bellied.
Because Ah Hu had touched its ear once, this fellow had immediately turned around and ruthlessly rewarded Ah Hu on the spot.
Ah Hu's tragic cries from back then still seemed to be reverberating by Yan Zhaoge's ears even after a few years had passed, letting Yan Zhaoge know just how mournful a person could be.
Meanwhile, a certain fatty had an innocent look on his face afterwards, looking as though he had done it first. Ah Hu wanted to cry but had no tears to shed.
"This little fella, Little Meat, I have been a little too spoiled these past few years, spoiling it even more than Yunsheng. This is not good. I should find someone to play the good cop before I play the good cop." Yan Zhaoge seemed to be reflecting on himself as he very irresponsibly ignored Little Meat's lifeless gaze, tossing it to Pan-Pan before leaving Dragon Butterfly Valley and heading to the Heavenly Mysteries Pavilion.
After remaining in Dragon Butterfly Valley for a few more days, when Yan Zhaoge arrived at the Heavenly Mysteries Pavilion in Yuanzhou City, it was already nearing the start of the auction.
He had naturally not stayed in Dragon Butterfly Valley purely for Little Meat previously as he had still had other matters to attend to. Now, however, everything was finally ready.
Still, coincidentally, when Yan Zhaoge arrived at the Heavenly Mysteries Pavilion, the skies above Yuanzhou City just happened to be filled with purple qi.
Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge's gaze flickered slightly, "Oh? The Brocade Emperor? "
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