Chapter 406 - Kill You, Then Bury You In The Ground

After sending the four of them off, Jiang Lan began to look for the Eighth Prince.

The innkeeper had returned from the Central Plains.

Thus, the Eighth Prince’s idea of inheriting the inn had once again failed. He was starting to resume his old business.

Roasting wild animals for sale.

The buyers were practically Kunlun disciples.

Although everyone knew how to hunt and roast wild animals.

However, the Eighth Prince was an expert in this area. He caught them quickly and roasted them well.

More importantly, he was a dragon.

Amongst the Kunlun disciples, some came for taste, while others came for the experience.

Having a dragon roast meat for one was an experience one couldn’t find elsewhere.

One just needed to pay the price of one roasted wild animal for the Eighth Prince of the Dragon Race to roast a delicious meat dish for one.

This…

Made many people want to give it a try.

Jiang Lan felt that the Eighth Prince was indeed quite smart.

More importantly, he was able to let go of his identity.

The other dragons couldn’t.

However, he was a little surprised about Lu Jian and his party going out. According to what his Senior Brother Bei Fang had said.

They were going out to clear the hidden danger nearby.

This was to make sure the wedding would proceed well.

“It seems like they want to get those people to leave this place.”

Jiang Lan thought.

He knew that the Qilin race’s Yan Xiyun had met many people in the vicinity.

Speaking of which, she was also an outsider.

He wondered if she would be sent away.

Jiang Lan didn’t mind. The party didn’t need his help in removing these hidden dangers.

There was no need for him to make a move.

Apart from the Heavenly Human Race, there shouldn’t be many who would directly target him.

The demons still had the intention to rope him in, unless they found out that he was the one who destroyed their plan.

“Big Brother, are you here to buy some good wine?” As he approached the counter, the youth asked.

“I’m looking for the Eighth Prince,” Jiang Lan said.

At this moment, there were no guests in the inn, and it was extremely deserted.

There were two people at the counter, the youth and the girl from the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race.

There was still an insurmountable distance between them.

“He’ll come here later for the tools. Big Brother can wait here for a while,” said the youth.

Jiang Lan nodded and sat in a corner.

He still asked for an ordinary bottle of wine.

This way, they would not disturb others.

Not long after he sat down, the young man brought them peanuts.

He looked like he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

After some time, he whispered.

“Big Brother, let me tell you something.”

Jiang Lan looked at the youth, not saying anything, waiting for him to continue.

“I asked the stupid dragon about this recently and he said it’s up to me to tell you about this. Although I don’t know what the price is, I feel that this can still help in times of danger.” The youth looked around and after confirming that there was no one, he handed Jiang Lan a piece of paper.

“Don’t read it out loud. Also, I don’t know what the price is for asking him for help, so don’t ask for his help unless you have no other choice,” the youth said seriously.

Jiang Lan was surprised.

He seemed to have guessed something.

After that, the teenager told him about his time in the Central Plains.

Jiang Lan was even more certain that the youth was telling him what he was thinking about but he realized that he had forgotten about the price.

The youth, on the other hand, actually remembered it for so many years.

Jiang Lan waited patiently for the young man to finish his work.

At the same time, he studied the spiritual inn.

Until the Eighth Prince returned.

Only then did Jiang Lan ask about the house.

“What’s a dragon’s house like?”

He wanted to know the residence of the dragon race. It was easier for him to learn from them to make it suitable for Xiao Yu to live in.

There were still six more years before they got married. There was enough time.

“A house of a dragon?” The Eighth Prince placed a roasted venison in front of Jiang Lan and said after some thought.

“It’s not special. It’s just big, grand, and empty.

The other side of the windows would feel as if they were filled with water and the windows and doors were closed with spells.

After staying in Kunlun for so long, I feel that the houses of the dragons aren’t too good.

The inn is still better. It’s smaller.”

“Why do I feel like you’re saying that we’re poor?” The youth walked over unhappily.

Their inn was good, mainly because it was small?

Was he looking down on their inn?

“It’s really small, you have to admit this.

My bed is bigger than the inn’s living room.” The Eighth Prince said.

Then…

The two of them started arguing.

…

Jiang Lan left the inn.

He did not listen to their ruckus but asked for a picture of a house of a dragon.

It was indeed not suitable.

Almost all of them were living in the mountains.

It was very different from the houses that humans lived in.

It was not a good reference.

As he left the inn, he headed for the Ice Cicada Forest. It had been raining a lot lately.

Since he had nothing better to do, he would play in his spiritual courtyard.

Hence, he needed to grab some Ice Cicadas back to replenish it.

In the next five to six years, he would not need to go out again.

In midair.

Jiang Lan rode his sword towards the Ice Cicada Forest.

On the way, he opened the paper the youth gave him and realized that there was a line of words written on it:

“Big brother, when there is danger, call out the title of (Ancient Imperial Lower Palace) together with (Ba Country). You cannot casually recite the name of (Fist God). If you recite it, you will be discovered.”

“So that’s how it is.” Jiang Lan was impressed.

He had used a homophone of the words previously, but the youth had made the sentence incoherent instead.

Unfortunately, this couldn’t save his life.

Imperial Lord Xi He, however, could save him once.

At this point, he suddenly felt a gaze staring at him.

The other party seemed very cautious.

“Strange, why do I feel that there is someone staring at me at this time?” Jiang Lan was surprised.

Was it because of the wedding?

It was impossible to know.

However, he did not change his plan.

He continued to head towards the Ice Cicada Forest at his own speed.

After passing the area, Jiang Lan realized that the other party was still following him.

It seemed like the other party was indeed here for him.

Speaking of which, it had been a long time since someone had been watching him. He wasn’t sure if the other party wanted to attack him or if they wanted to see his whereabouts.

After a while.

In the Ice Cicada Forest.

Jiang Lan felt that the other party had followed them in and had no intention of hiding.

He didn’t pretend that he didn’t notice it and turned to look.

At this moment, a sword-wielding man slowly approached.

The middle-aged man wore a white robe and held a sword in his hand. He had an extraordinary aura.

Early-stage True Immortal Realm.

He was very strong.

On the surface, his cultivation base was only at the perfected Void Refinement Realm, so it was quite an honor for a True Immortal to follow him.

Moreover, the other party gave him a familiar feeling. He seemed to be from the Heavenly Human Race.

However, it felt as if he wasn’t from the Heavenly Human Race at the same time.

“Jiang Lan of the Ninth Summit? I heard you became an immortal.” Jing Yuan looked at Jiang Lan and asked.

His expression was calm, waiting for Jiang Lan to speak.

Immortal?

The sudden question reminded Jiang Lan of his impending marriage.

It indeed meant that he had become an immortal.

There was no need to hide it.

At this moment, his cultivation base had risen from the perfected Void Refinement Realm to the early-stage Human Immortal Realm.

“Are you someone from the Heavenly Human Race?” Jiang Lan still didn’t know why the other party came.

He wasn’t sure if he was related to the Heavenly Human Race.

“I’m not from the Heavenly Human Race.” Jing Yuan shook his head and said.

“However, they are the ones that sent me here. You have already become an immortal, and at a speed faster than others.

There are people from the Heavenly Human Race who feel that you have learned the Empyrean Scripture, and perhaps have even passed through the most difficult trial.

They feel that you will definitely achieve something in the future. Hence, they want to kill you and not give you time to grow.”

“I am quite curious. If I grow to a point where the Heavenly Human Race can only look up to me, will they still take action against me?” Jiang Lan asked.

“They probably will. They will remember it in their hearts and carve it into their bones. When the time is right, they will attack you.

They will kill you and bury you in the dirt. Only then can they feel at ease.” Jing Yuan slowly drew his sword and looked at Jiang Lan.

“Any last words?”