Dragon Tamer-Chapter 688 - 690: Blood Night Ghost Orchid

Chapter 688: Chapter 690: Blood Night Ghost Orchid

Nan Yuso received a letter, entrusting her to take charge of the Ancestral Dragon City-State.

After finding Mingji, Zhu Minglang, Li Xinghua, and Mi Rong planned to leave the city overnight.

However, just as they were about to head to Absolute Ridge City-State, a comment from Mi Rong immediately made Zhu Minglang’s head ache.

“The Night Empress is outside, and I’m afraid she won’t leave easily. The moment we step out of the Ancestral Dragon City-State, she’s likely to tear us to shreds,” she said.

So much had happened today that Zhu Minglang almost forgot there was a Female Ghost Empress lurking outside waiting for him…

If they ran out now, they would be dead for sure.

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But they couldn’t wait until daylight to set out, because the Dark Vortex would only form at night, and once dawn broke, Zhu Minglang would lose the ability to quickly travel to the Supreme Court Imperial City through this special spatial vortex!

“Right, the Night Empress’s severed hand is still with the Nuwa Dragon. Can we use this to lure the Night Empress away?” Zhu Minglang suggested.

“Yes, we’ll also make a trip to the Absolute Ridge City-State. We’ll have someone throw her severed hand to the south, then we’ll head north,” Mi Rong agreed with the plan.

As long as they could lure away the Night Empress and cover their human scents with the aura of death from the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon, even if the Night Empress realized what had happened, she would have a hard time tracking them down.

…

The strategy of luring the tiger away from its mountain was very successful, and the Night Empress joyfully retrieved her slender hand, while the horrifying yin winds that arose on the plains also seemed much gentler.

Zhu Minglang and his companions successfully left the Ancestral Dragon City-State. The speed of the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon had increased several times from before, so they arrived at North Utmost Ridge in no time at all.

After explaining the situation to Hong Geng, the leader of the Holy Quel Continent, who was still wrapped in bandages, did not hesitate at all.

He explained his physical condition; in terms of strength, ordinary Peak King Levels simply couldn’t contend with him, but his ability to fight was limited in duration—sustained fierce battle would cause his wounds to reopen.

Taking the Emperor with them, Mingji found a Dark Vortex close to North Utmost Ridge, and the group once again entered the crossroads of the Underworld, nervously searching for the streams of time and space.

“It’s a stream of time. Shall we ride it?” Mingji asked.

“How is that different from a space stream?” Zhu Minglang questioned.

“In essence, they are different, but the effect they achieve is the same. A space stream is like a special tunnel that shuttles us from one place to another. On the other hand, a time stream is akin to extending the outside time. We might walk for several days here, but outside, perhaps only the time it takes for an incense to burn has passed,” Mingji explained.

“It might be too late to look for another Dark Vortex. Let’s go with this one,” Zhu Minglang decided.

“Okay!”

The time stream was somewhat like the Ancient Ruins, with chaotic time, but if they could master the pattern of the time stream, they could use it to do many things.

It also gave Li Xinghua more time to extrapolate, allowing her to obtain deeper foresight information.

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Drifting in the time stream was indeed a long process, and Li Xinghua communicated with Mi Rong quite frequently.

One was a Prophet, the other a Star Observing Master. Li Xinghua tried her best to sort out some threads of fate to help Mi Rong deduce the specific timing of all the minor details.

The Sparrow Wolf God was a deity after all, and the events Li Xinghua foresaw could vary greatly. However, with the help of a Star Observing Master to correct some of the information, she could grasp as much as possible about what might happen in the coming days.

“Sister Xinghua, I’m a bit confused. As a Prophet who can see the future, you must have also seen the scene where the Sparrow Wolf God got the Jade Blood Sword. Why not just focus on the Jade Blood Sword instead of painstakingly searching for threads of fate?” Mi Rong asked curiously.

Although the Holy Monarch of the Xuange Divine Country was also a Prophet, Mi Rong rarely had the chance to understand the real mysteries of Prophets. It was rare to meet one here, naturally posting many questions about Prophets.

“Prophets are not omnipotent. An event, from its beginning to end, is like a massive pattern, and Prophets always receive imperfect fragments, or even things that seem completely irrelevant…” Li Xinghua explained patiently to Mi Rong.

Shadows of bamboo swaying in the window.

Pebbles under the stream.

A figure in a hurry.

Birds flying at sunset.

A body lying in a pool of blood…

These were all unrelated fragments, but they contained the trends of many events. If a logical thread of fate wasn’t found to connect them, they would remain meaningless.

For example, several months earlier, Li Xinghua had seen a pile of sand at the corner of the city.

That pile of sand couldn’t represent much; it could be used for repairing towers, but with more sufficient threads of fate, one could predict in advance that the Ancestral Dragon City-State would face a crisis of quicksand.

Though Prophets could expend their Spiritual Power to foresee an event in greater detail, collecting more “pattern fragments,” the process was mentally draining, requiring a long rest before it could be used again.

As a result, when “foresight” could no longer be applied to certain matters, it was necessary to search for clues of fate.

Moreover, if some matters could be resolved by searching for clues, there was no need to waste precious spiritual power on using “foresight”.

Entering the currents of time was very beneficial.

Not only would it give Li Xinghua time for deductions, but he could also use the foresight ability one more time.

After several efforts to find clues about fate, the entire situation had become quite clear; this extra use of foresight might just produce miraculous results.

…

In the flow of time, not only could Li Xinghua see more of what was happening, but Zhu Minglang, who had experienced several battles, could also rest, and Hong Geng’s injuries were healing bit by bit—an improvement from when they first left Absolute Ridge Chengbang.

“This current of time is quite rare; we’re quite fortunate to have both traveled from the east of Supreme Court to near the Imperial City and to have sufficient time to rest,” Mingji said.

Ever since entering the Dark Vortex, Mingji had grown more curious and eager to uncover those secrets unknown to others, perhaps with the belief that if people mastered these matters, they would no longer fear the nocturnal beings of the night.

Zhu Minglang had no time to study these things at the moment. After leaving the Dark Vortex, he found that their location was not far from the Imperial Palace, and by looking up, he could see the magnificent palaces…

“This Dark Vortex is actually behind the gardens of the Imperial Palace; wouldn’t the palace also be prone to the invasions of dark beings?”

The palace was brightly lit, but the entire complex was shrouded in a layer of frost-like moonlight. Under the pale, cold moon, eerie figures wandered beneath the palace eaves, greedily searching for living beings…

Without any protection, the palace at night was no different from a ghost city; Zhu Minglang even saw a few Nightmares feasting on an imperial guard, while blood slowly dripped down from the eaves.

Windows and doors were tightly shut, and even bright lights couldn’t stop those dark beings from their hunting revelry.

It seemed that the Royal Family had no way to deal with these Nightwalkers.

“We should head to Drip Water City as soon as possible,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Master, wait a moment,” Li Xinghua said, her gaze fixed on the blood-stained eaves. Despite a look of pity and helplessness, she continued to stare at that spot.

Long strands of blood slid down from the eaves, dropping onto the petals of the night orchids in the flowerbeds, rapidly dyeing the blossoms a vivid red, appearing all the more bewitchingly sinister under the cold moonfrost!

However, this scene was all too familiar to Li Xinghua; she had foreseen it more than once in her dreams!

The future events would come unbidden into Li Xinghua’s dreams, these foresight visions from unknown times and places did not consume spiritual power.

She had only seen the blood-stained night orchids but did not know that their crimson color was because a guard had been killed by a Night Demon above the eaves. If this scene happened at this very moment, it meant that another event was also taking place tonight.

“Master, let’s go to the Empress’s Pavilion,” Li Xinghua said.

“The Empress’s Pavilion?”

In Supreme Court, there was only one Imperial Concubine, and that was Empress Zhu.

If Zhu Gate and Empress Zhu were inseparable, many believed that Zhu Gate’s status was supported by Empress Zhu, including the present Emperor’s favoritism.

Zhu Minglang didn’t know much about these matters, and the Zhu Heavenly Officer never discussed anything about Empress Zhu with him.

Zhu Minglang had been to the Empress’s Pavilion a few times; they avoided the Night Demons and flew towards the pitch-dark pavilion.

Yet, as soon as they stepped near the courtyard of the Empress’s Pavilion, Zhu Minglang detected a strong scent of blood.

At first, Zhu Minglang thought that the Empress’s Pavilion had also been attacked by Nightwalkers, but soon he noticed signs of dragon rampages, and it seemed the imperial guards of the Imperial Concubine had been killed by Dragon Beasts!

The Empress’s Pavilion was silent as death; with every step inside, more bodies were visible.

It wasn’t until Zhu Minglang reached Empress Zhu’s sleeping chamber that he saw another living person.

This person was sitting in a chair, alone in the pitch-dark chamber, exuding a terrifying aura all around!

Beneath his feet lay a body dressed in luxurious clothes, as beautiful yet distressingly crimson as the blood-tainted night orchids.

Zhu Minglang glanced through the window…

From the profile, Zhu Minglang recognized the body as Empress Zhu!

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And the man sitting silently in the darkness on that chair turned out to be Emperor Zhao Yuan of Supreme Court!!

Emperor Zhao Yuan killed everyone in the Empress’s Pavilion, including Empress Zhu???

Had Emperor Zhao Yuan gone mad!!