Chapter 186: The Dim-Witted Pterosaur

Zhang Yi rolled his eyes in anger.

He had been worried about this kid, but it turned out this fellow had run off here to enjoy himself!

Seeing that Zhang Yi's expression was off, Mother Jubiao hurriedly asked, "What is it? Did something happen to that kid, Fengshen Yilong?"

Zhang Yi said irritably, "What could happen to him? Come, I'll take you all to see and you'll know."

The group marched imposingly toward that Long Fu.

The main gate of Long Fu was resplendent with gold and jade.

One look and you could tell it was a wealthy household.

Standing at the entrance were two rows of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, each looking fierce and malicious, holding weapons and watching their surroundings vigilantly.

Zhang Yi's group arrived with a menacing aura, immediately drawing the guards' attention.

"Stop! Who are you people? How dare you trespass into Long Fu!"

A crab general waved the large pincers in his hands and shouted sternly.

Zhang Yi let out a cold snort, not even putting these small fries in his eyes: "Call your master out!"

"Audacious! How dare you show disrespect to our Dragon King!"

Another shrimp soldier roared, brandishing the long spear in his hand, and prepared to stab at Zhang Yi.

A cold glint flashed in Zhang Yi's eyes.

He was just about to make a move to teach these things that didn't know life from death a lesson.

Suddenly, a lazy voice came from inside Long Fu: "Who is it? Making such a racket outside, disturbing this King's refined mood."

As soon as the voice fell, a man wearing a brocade robe walked out, swaying unsteadily.

Behind him followed a group of beauties, each as lovely as a flower and dressed in gorgeous attire.

"Boss!"

Seeing Zhang Yi and the others, Fengshen Yilong immediately went out to greet them happily.

He even enthusiastically welcomed Zhang Yi, "You guys hurry over, this old Dragon King is family to me; coming here is just like coming to your own home, ah, don't be polite!"

Seeing this formation, Zhang Yi was rendered completely speechless.

Clearly, this dragon's body was coiled with python patterns.

One look and it was a mongrel with impure bloodlines.

Fengshen Yilong, this guy, he himself possessed a body of pure dragon blood.

To think he would acknowledge a relative in such a mongrel.

Zhang Yi was speechless; there was really no one else like him.

However, Zhang Yi noticed that while Fengshen Yilong was so excited, this so-called Dragon King had a cold-blooded look on his face.

Upon seeing Zhang Yi, there was even a trace of rejection and hostility.

Zhang Yi felt speechless once again.

Why did it feel like he had enemies everywhere he went?

Speaking of which, where did I provoke this mongrel?

However, Zhang Yi did not say these words out loud.

Zhang Yi said with a straight face, "I am truly sorry for disturbing your rest; I will call my brother and leave now."

After speaking, Zhang Yi looked at Fengshen Yilong, "Let's go, are you staying here for the New Year?"

Fengshen Yilong looked at the two female demons beside him, looking reluctant.

"Boss, how about we stay here for a few days before leaving?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yi nearly vomited blood.

The Dragon King pulled at the corners of his mouth with a fake smile and said, "Since you've come, come in and sit for a while. Since you have all traveled from afar, this King will also fulfill a bit of his duty as a host."

When the dim-witted Fengshen Yilong heard this, he immediately beamed with joy.

He grabbed Zhang Yi's hand and dragged him inside: "Boss, let's go, let's go, let's go in and sit! The old Dragon King is a great person, he has so many treasures in his Long Gong, I'll have him take them out for you to see in a bit!"

Zhang Yi calmly pulled his hand back and exchanged a look with the Demon Emperor.

Both nodded tacitly, their eyes carrying a trace of vigilance.

They would not be easily fooled by this Dragon King's hidden daggers behind his smile.

Mother Jubiao and Xiongba also sensed the subtle change in the atmosphere.

They followed silently behind Zhang Yi, ready to deal with any sudden situation at any time.

The group walked into Long Fu, the luxurious decorations dazzling to the eyes.

Yet, beneath this magnificence, a strange atmosphere faintly permeated.

Just as everyone stepped into the main hall, a loud "Crack!" sound came from behind.

Zhang Yi turned his head abruptly, only to see that the resplendent gate had already closed tightly, seamless and without a single sign of opening.

"What is the meaning of this?"

Zhang Yi asked coldly, his tone carrying a suppressed anger, "Dragon King, do you want to lock us up?"

The Dragon King laughed loudly, but the smile on his face vanished instantly.

Replacing it was a ferocious look of rage.

"Xiao Jinwu, what are you playing dumb for? It was you just now who killed my nephew, wasn't it!"

"Your nephew?"

Zhang Yi was slightly stunned, then immediately realized.

"You mean that stupid Juman?"

"How dare you be so insolent!"

The Dragon King was furious, slamming his hand onto the table so hard that the entire hall hummed with the vibration.

"How dare you show such disrespect to my nephew! Guards, seize them for me!"

As soon as the words fell, a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals surged out from both sides of the hall, each wielding weapons, and surrounded Zhang Yi and the others.

The Pterosaur was dumbfounded; he never expected things to turn out like this.

He stammered, "D-Dragon King, what are you doing? My boss is..."

"Shut up!"

The Dragon King roared, "Guards, seize him as well!"

Now the Pterosaur was completely bewildered.

He never imagined that bringing his boss to Long Gong as a guest with good intentions would end up like this.

Zhang Yi sneered; it seemed this Dragon King had planned this long ago.

He looked around; although these shrimp soldiers and crab generals were numerous, their strength was mediocre and they were not worth fearing at all.

"Dragon King, are you sure you want to make an enemy of me?"

Zhang Yi's tone was icy, and a cold glint flickered in his eyes.

"Hmph! Xiao Jinwu, you killed my nephew, so don't even think about leaving here alive today!"

The Dragon King said, gritting his teeth.

"You think you can stop me with just these shrimp soldiers and crab generals?"

Zhang Yi curled his lip in disdain.

"Is that so? Then let me show you the extent of my power!"

The Dragon King let out a roar, and a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body, a mighty pressure instantly enveloping the entire hall.

Zhang Yi's expression changed slightly; this Dragon King was actually a powerful expert.

It seemed there would be a fierce battle today.

"Boss, what should we do?"

The Pterosaur was somewhat panicked.

Although his strength was decent, he still felt inadequate when facing an expert like the Dragon King.

"What are you afraid of!"

Zhang Yi said irritably, "Isn't it just a mongrel dragon? Besides, isn't this your good relative!"

The Pterosaur scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Boss, I caused this trouble, let me deal with him."

As he spoke, the scales all over the Pterosaur's body stood on end, and he prepared to unleash his magic power.

He was sternly stopped by Zhang Yi.

"Wait, don't be impulsive!"

Zhang Yi knew that this mongrel dragon was not weak, and if the Pterosaur acted rashly, he would likely suffer.

"Hehe, kid, are you scared now?"

The Dragon King laughed triumphantly, "Kneel down and beg for mercy now, and perhaps this king can spare your life!"

"Beg for mercy? Are you dreaming?"

Zhang Yi sneered, "Today I will let you see who the true expert is!"

As soon as the words fell.

A golden light flashed on Zhang Yi's body, and he instantly transformed into a gigantic three-legged Jinwu.