The Heavenly Rankings Descend, and I Start with the Primordial Chaos Sacred Physique
Chapter 829

A Big Shot's Temper

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I wonder if the North Dragon King regrets his decision to invite Ge Ya, who possessed an extraordinary air, to be his guest during that Yanyu time...

The commander was unwilling, but he knew that if no one went in to report, even if everyone died outside, the man inside wouldn't even blink an eye.

That's just the temperament of a big shot!

They had no relatives or friends, so they were already incredibly grateful that the South Dragon Army was willing to help them fight!

For the sake of the greater good, the commander had no choice but to take a deep breath and grit his teeth and go inside.

He arrived at the ice spring, where Ge Ya and Xie Feng were still chatting.

Ge Ya lay in the icy spring, enjoying a relaxing bath. When he saw Gai Ya approach, he didn't say a word, just waited to hear the report.

The commander said, " Ge Ya, the South Dragon Army is attacking! We hope you can help us fight them!"

Ge Ya yawned. "Does such a trivial matter require the Emperor's attention? Is it that old man, the South Dragon King, who has arrived? If it is, I might be interested in dealing with him."

The commander bowed his head and said, "The leader is the Great General of South Dragon Valley!"

Ge Ya scoffed, "That mere Early God Emperor? You can't beat him?"

His cold laugh made the commander break out in a cold sweat and feel utterly ashamed.

They really can't win...

Xie Feng couldn't stand it any longer and stood up, saying, "What kind of general is he? I'll go see him."

Gratitude immediately shone in the commander's eyes.

My lifeline!

Ge Ya shook his head. "Junior brother, you're really kind-hearted. Never mind, sit down, I'll help. Hey, go and keep watch outside the valley, don't let those guys come and dirty my spring water."

"Thank you very much, Lord Ge Ya! Thank you very much, young master!"

The commander immediately bowed gratefully and hurriedly withdrew.

Xie Feng returned to the icy spring and shook his head in Wordless.

Ge Ya curled his lips and spread his hands, saying, "See, I've successfully won him over. This guy is the third-in-command of the North Dragon King, so things will be much easier for you traveling around North Dragon Valley from now on."

Xie Feng raised an eyebrow, then said very seriously, "Senior brother, you've changed."

What has changed?

"To think of such a detailed problem..."

"What nonsense! I've always been meticulous, it just depends on the person!"

"Yes, yes, yes, Senior Brother is indeed that kind of person... no, a demon."

Xie Feng smiled helplessly.

Ge Ya raised his eyelids and said lazily, "I suddenly remembered, there's still some trouble outside..."

As he spoke, he flicked his finger, and a wooden sword appeared out of thin air.

Ge Ya gripped the wooden sword, his eyes instantly turning sharp and cold. He casually tossed it away, and the wooden sword transformed into a streak of light, flying away in an instant.

Outside the valley, the South Dragon Army and the North Dragon Army began their fierce battle!

The general casually annihilated countless members of the North Dragon Army.

At this moment!

A cold light flew from the valley, and the overwhelming Sword Qi shook the Divine Dragon Plains.

A sword pierced through the general's brow!

His head exploded, and he fell backward with a thud—dead!

laugh!

The streak of light slanted across the earth, transforming back into a sword.

An ordinary wooden sword.

It terrified the hearts and souls of the surrounding South Dragon Army.

Upon seeing this, the commander was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Lord Ge Ya has made his move! South Dragon Army, your death is nigh! I've said it before, never mess with Lord Ge Ya! His power is beyond your reach!"

With no leader, the South Dragon Army began to panic.

At this moment, Xie Feng and Ge Ya walked out of the valley and appeared before everyone.

The moment they appeared, an immense pressure enveloped the land, making it hard for people to breathe!

The South Dragon Army soldiers gripped their swords tightly and slowly retreated!

Ge Ya crossed his arms and, with an air of dominance, pointed to the ground beneath his feet.

"Tell your leader that in ten days, right here, the North Dragon Army will fight you to the death!"

The soldiers of the South Dragon Army looked at each other in disbelief, their faces filled with terror!

Ge Ya said impatiently, "Can't you understand what I'm saying? Get out of here!"

The South Dragon Army realized what was happening and quickly fled.

They were afraid that if they ran too slow, they would never have the chance to set foot in South Dragon Valley again.

Ge Ya let them go, also for the sake of that grand scheme ten days later.

After driving away the South Dragon Army, Ge Ya clapped his hands. "Junior Brother, the spring water is good, we'll come again next time! Now, I'm hungry, let's go back to North Dragon Valley!"

North Dragon Valley Royal City.

Blood Dragon Tower.

A figure in white flashed past at the top of the twentieth floor of the tower.

Princess Zilong!

She carried an exquisite basket and opened the most secluded and mysterious cell door.

"Uncle Zhong Long, it's time to eat."

Princess Zilong saw the old man sitting on the ground resting with his eyes closed and said softly.

She placed the basket on the ground near the old man, then stood up and quietly took two steps back.

The old man opened his eyes, crawled on all fours to the basket, and lifted the white cloth covering it.

There are three bowls in the basket.

Braised venison, rice, and stir-fried vegetables.

Zhong Long swallowed hard, and the next second, he reached out his dirty hand, grabbed the food, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Princess Zilong frowned, thinking angrily, "Uncle Zhong Long looks like he hasn't eaten in ages. Doesn't the head guard care? I visit him often, yet he still doesn't receive respect from those people. Are they disregarding him, or me? Don't those who have lost power deserve dignity?..."

The hand beneath the sleeve slowly clenched into a fist.

Princess Zilong hesitated for a moment, then asked softly, "Uncle Zhong Long, Young Master Xie Feng came to the Blood Dragon Tower yesterday. You two should have never met before, so why did he seem so concerned about you? Is there... any relationship between you two?"

Zhong Long wolfed down his food, then grabbed a tattered blanket from his clothes and wiped his mouth.

Upon hearing this, he suddenly widened his eyes, narrowed them, and let out a deafening burst of maniacal laughter.

Hahaha! Hahaha! Hahaha!

"Haha... hahaha... ha... ha..."

While laughing, I started to find myself out of breath!

thump!

Zhong Long rolled his eyes and laughed so hard he almost passed out!

Seeing this, Princess Zilong did not panic. Instead, she put her small hand to her forehead and said helplessly, "Uncle Zhong Long, stop pretending. You've been using this trick for decades. It might only fool Young Master Xie."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Long immediately opened his eyes, kicked his legs upwards, and stood up in a somersault.

He lowered his head, his voice low. "This is my private matter. Can the princess refrain from interfering?"

Princess Zilong nodded.

Zhong Long added, "What I can tell you is that I have never met that young man. Perhaps I was sunbathing at his residence yesterday and blocked his sunlight."

Princess Zilong said, "I don't mean to pry into your private affairs, I'm just... a little curious..."

Zhong Long said, "I know. I've always remembered the princess's kindness to me over the years!"

Princess Zilong tidied up the rice bowl and placed it in the basket. She said, "Since that's the case, I won't ask any more questions. I'll be going now."

"Little girl!" Zhong Long suddenly spoke.

"Ah?"

Princess Zilong turned around and paused, stunned.

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