Dragon Tamer-Chapter 894 - 898 Sooner or Later It Must Be Repaid

Chapter 894: Chapter 898: Sooner or Later It Must Be Repaid

Chapter 894 -898: Sooner or Later It Must Be Repaid

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Green Mist had just climbed up the Buddha Pagoda on the distant mountain when the heavy morning bell rang out.

Not long after the bell toll, figures clad in dawn’s light appeared one after another throughout the Xuange Country Capital, riding dragons and swords through the clouds towards the Temple Hall.

The council of leaders had concluded early.

What was now taking place was the inaugural assembly of the North Dipper, an exceedingly solemn gathering representing the first meeting of representatives from all Seven God Territories.

On both sides of the staircase, flowers were laid out as deities descended to the ground in front of the hall—Godsons, Celestial Maidens, Sky Monarchs, Fairy Maidens… a true assembly of immortals.

Zhu Minglang was naturally also among this divine assembly.

His gaze swept over these dignified, inviolable gods, as if he possessed eyes that could Reward Good and Punish Evil, piercing through their splendid exteriors to see the true nature of their souls.

Who were benevolent deities, and who were Evil Immortals?

In the evaluation of gods, Old Heavenly Father had not given Zhu Minglang a clear standard, nor a list, so Zhu Minglang had to make a rough judgement based on their words and actions.

In the past, Zhu Minglang oversaw deities on his own, relying only on his eyes and his experiences to make judgments. But now, with the White Marsh Crow, none of these deities from across the God Territory could escape Zhu Minglang’s discerning eyes!

Watching the deities from the God Territories come and go.

All were his own merits and accomplishments!

The Xuange Country Capital became increasingly lively, as if everything happening here would foreshadow the future structure of the North Dipper God State!

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“It’s you, hehe!” Suddenly, a man dressed in a dark green fairy robe approached, pointing at Zhu Minglang as if he had been watching him for a while and, after a final confirmation, hurriedly stepped forward with an indignant huff.

“Who are you?” Zhu Minglang looked at the man in the fairy robe, unable to recall where he had seen him before.

“You actually don’t remember? It was below Mount Zhi Tian where you stole the exotic beast that I had caught with great difficulty right from my hands! How can someone as savage and despicable as you be fit to appear in this sacred place!” the man in the dark green fairy robe scolded righteously.

Zhu Minglang scratched his head.

It was an old grievance from Dragon Gate.

Thinking about it, it made sense; most of the representatives sent by the various God Territories were likely future leaders of those territories, and he would indeed encounter quite a few familiar faces.

But the man before him, Zhu Minglang truly could not remember who he was.

In Dragon Gate, of the treasures intercepted by him, he had claimed at least eighty out of a hundred—who would remember all their faces?

“Now, I command you to hand over the Spirit Root!” the man in the dark green fairy robe said.

“The Spirit Roots from Dragon Gate are gifts to heaven and earth; surely you’re not unaware of this, are you?” Zhu Minglang laughed.

“You… then produce a Spiritual Object of equivalent value as restitution!” the man in the dark green fairy robe demanded angrily.

“Alright, this is for you.” Zhu Minglang said, retrieving a piece of junk from his Qiankun Bracelet—a piece of worthless metal—and handed it to the man in the dark green fairy robe.

To Zhu Minglang’s surprise, the man in the dark green fairy robe took one look at the item and smashed it to pieces right in front of him.

“This is outrageous; do you take me for a fool? Had it not been for your intervention, I would already be a True God of the North Dipper God State. Do you think I’ll let you off lightly? I wanted to give you a chance to see if you had any remorse. I can’t believe you tried to fob me off with this trash, showing complete disregard for my presence!” the man in the dark green fairy robe raged.

“By the way, I still don’t know your honored name and from which Immortal’s House you hail?” Zhu Minglang said.

Their dispute quickly drew the attention of others, many of whom gathered around.

Whether mortals or gods, the fascination with gossip never wanes.

They love to watch others tear into each other, especially when gods do it—it’s thrilling. Not long before, there had been a Goddess and a Fairy exposing each other’s false pretenses of purity, revealing surprisingly colorful private lives.

The male deities spat fire as well, sometimes swearing to scatter each other’s soul and spirit, yet most of the time, it was all bark and no bite.

“I am Su Jing from Tianji Divine Teaching’s Immortal Gate!” the man in the dark green fairy robe declared loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, several people also wearing dark green fairy robes approached from the crowd, each with different ornaments on their attire. Among them, Zhu Minglang had actually seen one before—it was Su Chun, the man from Drunken Immortal Tower who had drunk several pots of “foot-soaking medicinal wine”!

“Su Jing, why are you causing such a commotion?” Su Chun walked over, exuding the demeanor of a Chief Immortal, and demanded to know.

“This person is shameless! In Dragon Gate, he attacked me from behind and took a treasure I had found through great hardship!” Su Jing pointed accusingly at Zhu Minglang’s nose.

Zhu Minglang swatted his finger away.

“Esteemed immortal friend, have you ever heard the phrase ‘outplayed by a superior competitor?'” Zhu Minglang retorted.

“Shameless is shameless. Our Immortal’s House has always been upright, never resorting to dirty tricks. Since you admit it, the matter is easily settled. According to our Immortal Gate’s customs, you have two choices: apologize and compensate my younger brother for his losses in Dragon Gate, or have your Cultivation Base completely destroyed!” Su Chun said without any courtesy.

“The people from Tianji Divine Teaching are quite domineering!”

“They never let go of a grudge, and if they have enmity, they settle it on the spot!”

“The grievances of Dragon Gate, everyone knows full well; how could they be discussed openly?”

Many gods had already been discussing this matter, observing from the sidelines, with none coming forth to speak for justice. Essentially, they were all waiting to see which unlucky soul would provoke the people of the Tianji Divine Teaching!

Zhu Minglang looked at the few people from Tianji Divine Teaching before him.

He had still been pondering how to find the Violent God and Evil Immortals amongst the vast sea of immortals when, lo and behold, a tyrannical immortal with a skull harder than iron had run right into his full embrace. Moreover, as fate would have it, it was none other than Su Chun, who had secretly colluded with the Flaunting God.

Old Heavenly Father, you’re actually packaging evil immortals and throwing them my way!

“I hadn’t paid much attention before, but on closer inspection, the man surrounded by the people of the Tian Ji Divine Teaching does indeed look somewhat familiar. I think he’s hit me before.”

“Now that you mention it, I also feel like that man was acting tyrannically at the foot of Mount Zhi Tian, engaging in nothing but underhanded dealings.”

“I think he also robbed me of my Spirit Rice.”

People began discussing one after another; in this first meeting in the North Dipper God State, a significant portion were Divine Chosen, and naturally, among them were those who had been bullied by Zhu Minglang, the Demon Lord of Dragon Gate.

Zhu Minglang realized the situation was slightly getting out of hand.

It seemed he had been recognized by quite a few people.

The sins of Dragon Gate, sooner or later, must be repaid!

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Zhu Minglang dared not think further, and turned to run.

In the end, he still got carried away.

How had he not considered that among the attendees of this meeting, there would be many gods that he had bullied…

Turns out, the clown was none other than himself.

He was the undisputed Violent God and Evil Immortal!

To avoid drawing public ire, Zhu Minglang made some alterations to his appearance.

First, he tied up his dashing locks with a Daoist hair band, leaving a rebellious lock of hair like a worldly swordsman to cover half of his face. Next, he donned an overly complicated court garb to add a touch of vulgar masculinity, shielding his uniquely charming aura. Lastly, he painted some colorful designs on his forehead and cheeks to make himself look like a descendant of savage gods, a reincarnation of a witch god…

With such a mix and match style, he didn’t believe anyone could still recognize him!

After disguising himself, Zhu Minglang finally sat down in the Temple Hall at his designated place with a peace of mind.

At that moment, someone patted Zhu Minglang on the shoulder.

Zhu Minglang turned his head and saw a handsome young man with clear eyebrows, a fair complexion, bright eyes, and red lips…

Zhu Minglang looked closely, unable to recall who it was for a moment.

“Don’t recognize me?”

“Who are you?”

“I’m Wu Xiao!” Wu Xiao said.

“Ah, ah, ah, you’re not carrying that tree, I almost didn’t recognize you.” Zhu Minglang suddenly realized.

“So you only remember my Immortal Tree?” Wu Xiao said with a darkened face.

“It’s not entirely that, I’ve just had a little trouble that scared me. Could you transform an Immortal Fruit for me to quench my thirst and calm my nerves?” Zhu Minglang said to Wu Xiao.

Wu Xiao’s face turned even uglier.

In Dragon Gate, this guy had never been shy about extorting the fruits of his own tree!

Those were crucial for maintaining Wu Xiao’s cultivation base. Other gods would pay their respects by calling him Sky Monarch, but Zhu Minglang was nothing but a bully!

“This is not Dragon Gate, hehe, Mr. Zhu, I’d recognize you even if you turned to ash. How about we settle our old scores?” Wu Xiao said.

“I thought that after getting along, you would be a bit different from those other gods and Divine Chosen that I’ve bullied before, but it seems…” Zhu Minglang shook his head and sighed.

“That’s it, I’ve been informed by Fairy Linghu Ling about your dealings. You managed to handle big troubles like Ming Meng God; I know you’re not an easy target.” Wu Xiao quickly waved his hands, indicating he had just been posturing and didn’t really want to pick a fight with Zhu Minglang.

“Oh, then give me an Immortal Fruit.” Zhu Minglang said.

Wu Xiao didn’t know whether to laugh or cry but, having no other choice, he shook his hand and indeed produced a freshly ripened Immortal Tree fruit, handing it to Zhu Minglang as if paying tribute to a powerful figure.

Zhu Minglang didn’t hold back and began to nibble on it, his gaze sweeping over the group of immortals. While biting into the Immortal Tree fruit, he asked Wu Xiao, “I heard from Linghu Ling that you’re from Kaiyang, right?”

“Yes.” Wu Xiao nodded.

“Does your Kaiyang have a heart method for dispelling Heart Demons?” Zhu Minglang continued to inquire.

“Yes, we do.” Wu Xiao nodded again.

“Hand it over, I’m giving it to someone.” Zhu Minglang stretched out his hand, asking Wu Xiao for it.

Wu Xiao’s entire face turned shades of green.

Perhaps he had indeed been ground down by his experiences in Dragon Gate, for he haplessly pulled out the precious heart method and said, “This heart method is a consumable. Once you recite the incantations on it, the book will dissipate. Other gods are willing to trade their ancestral sacred objects for our Kaiyang Heart Method…”