Chapter 291: Mistakenly Entering the Dragon-Imprisoning Palace; Dongting Puts on a Stern Face

Before the door of the sleeping palace.

Fang Longye glanced at Dongting Dragon Lord, only to see that his cultivation was unfathomable, and the man, who stood like an abyss or a mountain, wore an expression full of shock and confusion.

He could not help but sneer coldly in his heart.

Hmph! You old fossil—

Trying to scheme against Laozi! Stuck in a bind now, aren't you? When it comes to understanding a woman's mind, you old dragon still have much to learn! On the side of Dongting Dragon Lord, his heart was likewise surging with uncertainty.

He had originally assumed his youngest daughter would still be in a state of great rage, and he could use the momentum to give this little dragon before him a show of force.

Forcing a marriage would have been an easy task.

Yet the current situation was unexpected, leaving him unable to vent his anger.

Especially after Long Xuan followed Fang Longye out and actually knelt down to salute Dongting Dragon Lord, saying: "Father, calm your anger!"

"This is not Fang Lang's fault; it is that your daughter saw how handsome and dashing Fang Lang was, grew enamored, and could not help but seduce Fang Lang on a whim."

Upon hearing this, one knew that much of it had been dictated by Fang Longye.

The current Long Xuan, having suddenly suffered such a change, could be said to have transformed completely, being utterly obedient to Fang Longye.

Whatever Fang Longye ordered, she would say even the most self-deprecating words.

It made Dongting Dragon Lord so angry that he puffed out his beard and glared, and even the crowd present looked at her with strange, very complex expressions.

After all, everyone in Dongting Longgong knew exactly what her personality used to be like.

She was proud to the extreme; wanting her to yield to any man was something one shouldn't even dream of.

Yet now, she was actually able to be so humble and speak such self-deprecating words, all to protect a man and help him escape blame.

It was truly hard to imagine.

She really seemed like a different person.

Dongting Dragon Lord's expression was ugly; he flicked his robe sleeve and pointed at Fang Longye, saying: "Boy! Come with me~"

It was no wonder he was so angry.

Although his scheme was merely to force a marriage and caused no harm to Fang Longye, he believed that even if Fang Longye understood the truth, he wouldn't hold a grudge.

But one is active, the other is passive; one is eager, the other is reluctant—the difference between these is vast! Yes, this boy had likely already tasted the flavor of it, and in front of him, there was indeed no need to worry about face.

After all, since he had already drugged the other party, what kind of face was there left to speak of?

But what about the outside world? Face, in the end, is something done for outsiders to see.

What the parties involved think is not important.

What is important is how outsiders see it.

A person lives for their face, just as a tree lives for its bark.

And now, this is how it turned out.

"The 'lecher' was not caught."

The attempt to charge him and force a marriage failed, and even the facts were twisted, becoming a story where his little princess of Dongting Longgong had thrown herself at this boy.

If this were to spread, would his Dongting Longgong have any face left in the world?

Thinking of this, Dongting Dragon Lord's gaze flickered, his expression unreadable.

As the victim, and knowing his own value well, Fang Longye felt no fear and immediately followed him toward a pavilion not far away.

The surrounding Dragon Princes and Dragonnu, along with his trusted subordinates, did not know the inside story and truly believed they had come to catch a lecher.

Now, seeing Dongting Dragon Lord's listless expression and hearing him call Fang Longye for a private talk, they immediately looked at each other in dismay.

However, they had some understanding, assuming that family scandals should not be made public, and since the water had already been spilled, they still needed this boy to provide an explanation.

Before long, Dongting Dragon Lord and Fang Longye returned together.

Both of them appeared composed.

Especially Dongting Dragon Lord; the previous tension was gone, and although he wasn't exactly amiable, he said in a gentle tone: "Nephew, stay here for now~ While meeting the Ancestor does not require fasting or anything of the sort, it is still necessary to wash away the dust of your journey."

It turned out that after the two had discussed, Fang Longye had not declined the marriage.

Nonsense, if someone gives you a beautiful wife, would you refuse? However, he did not agree outright, but instead requested to discuss it in detail after meeting Yinglong Laozu.

Clearly, having learned much from Long Xuan, Fang Longye was certain that the mastermind behind this matter was undoubtedly Yinglong Laozu.

"That is only natural~" Facing Dongting Dragon Lord's gentle words, Fang Longye responded with equal courtesy, nodding: "This is the minimum respect due to Yinglong Laozu."

In truth, he just wasn't prepared to meet Yinglong Laozu. If nothing else, he at least needed to organize his words properly~

"Very well, Hua Yao~" Dongting Dragon Lord summoned one of his sons and instructed: "Take this honored guest to Qilong Pavilion and let him have a good rest!"

Hearing Qilong Pavilion.

This Dragon Prince, who had a streak of golden scales between his brows and carried a long spear, his appearance full of vigor, felt a flicker of strangeness in his eyes, which then vanished.

He only replied respectfully: "Son understands."

Fang Longye looked back at Long Xuan, then said to Dongting Dragon Lord with proper etiquette: "Then many thanks, Uncle!"

He then turned and left with the Dragon Prince named Hua Yao.

After the two had left, Dongting Dragon Lord dismissed those around him, including the Dragon Princes and Dragonnu, leaving only Long Xuan behind.

He led his youngest daughter to a lush, ancient pine, resting his hand on the large trunk; light fell through the gaps in the branches and leaves, sparse and scattered, like clear snow, landing on his dragon robe.

Neither father nor daughter spoke, and the atmosphere became heavy to the extreme.

After pondering for a long while, Dongting Dragon Lord spoke: "I know you are blaming your father, blaming me for insisting you marry someone you do not like."

"Not at all, Father~" Long Xuan chuckled lightly: "Your daughter now likes Fang Lang very much! Thanks to Fang Lang not abandoning me and letting bygones be bygones to take me in."

"Your daughter is truly overjoyed in her heart!"

"Let alone marrying Fang Lang, even if Fang Lang did not fancy your daughter, I would rather be a slave or a maid, making his bed and folding his quilts, washing his feet and changing his clothes day and night, just to have him accept me!"

Though her laughter was continuous, not a hint of warmth could be felt; the surrounding Aura turned dark green, like eternal ice, chilling one to the bone.

The Dongting Dragon Lord's body trembled slightly; he did not turn back, only sighing: "I know you are acting out of spite; this time, it was your father who was wrong~"

"But I want to tell you, your father still does not regret forcing this marriage~"

"You feel that your father is too utilitarian, and you also feel that the phrase 'it is for your own good' is exceptionally grating."

"But for you, only by marrying this lad will you have the opportunity to ascend to the peak."

Sensing that Long Xuan's Aura was fluctuating violently, the Dongting Dragon Lord still did not turn back, only saying unhurriedly: "Do not be in such a rush to refute~ Sometimes, an opportunity is just that important."

"You think you have merely missed one opportunity and that there will be another one later. Little do you know, opportunity knocks but once."

Having said this.

The Dongting Dragon Lord turned around abruptly, looked at his youngest daughter whose temperament had changed drastically, and said earnestly: "Actually, what you dismiss so lightly is very likely the greatest opportunity of your life, of all eternity."

After speaking, he clasped his hands behind his back; behind him, halos of color like bronze tassels hung down in clear green, his gaze drifting as if recalling something.

"I have no hope for the Great Luo, but I do not want you to follow in my footsteps~"

Long Xuan said coldly: "Without anything else, I can still attain the Great Luo Dao and ascend to the peak!"

The Dongting Dragon Lord shook his head and laughed, not answering.

Relying on what? Just relying on the Yinglong Bloodline?

Nothing but the petulant words of a child!

The difficulty of the Great Luo far exceeds what the younger generation imagines.

"Enough said~ In any case, your father apologizes to you for today's matter."

"As for where to go from here~"

"That is up to you!"

The Dongting Dragon Lord shook his body and vanished, leaving behind only Long Xuan, who was biting her lip and lost in a daze.

……

Dongting Longgong, a southeastern corner. It was deep and secluded, filled with all sorts of exotic flowers and rare herbs, with spirit trees intertwined in green; various pavilions and towers were nestled among them, resembling a garden.

Hua Yao held a long spear in his arms, his face handsome, a golden scale like a line between his brows, his voice cold as he said: "We have arrived."

"Qilong Pavilion~"

Fang Longye raised his eyes to look at the Treasure Pavilion before him.

Before the steps were three or five coral trees, glowing with a crimson mist. Beyond that, the surroundings were filled with dense smoke and swirling clouds, the light hazy and chaotic, like flowers seen through fog, indistinct and blurry.

The area was completely empty, truly deep and secluded.

It is quiet, at least~

Fang Longye thought to himself.

"Here~" This Dragon Prince named Hua Yao tossed him a jade bead and said coldly: "This is the key to entering this place."

"Go in yourself!"

After speaking, he did not linger; with a leap of his body, only the sound of waves was heard, and he vanished.

Fang Longye did not have any particular emotions; after all, he had slept with the man's sister. It was only natural not to be given a pleasant look.

Lifting the jade bead and circulating his Dharma, he understood that one only needed to activate the jade bead to enter directly into Qilong Pavilion.

Just as he was preparing to enter, a special sensation arose, coming from the 'Yin and Yang Great Vehicle Dragon Transformation Scripture' he cultivated.

Following the sensation with his gaze, he saw an ancient, dilapidated bronze hall not far away.

"Prison Dragon Hall?"

Stepping before the gate of this bronze hall, Fang Longye thought to himself, could it be that the Dongting Dragon Lord's enemy is imprisoned here? A wicked dragon? Or a wicked dragon who specializes in the 'Yin and Yang Great Vehicle Dragon Transformation Scripture'?

Hesitating over whether to enter, he heard a creak, and the door actually opened on its own.

It gave him a fright.

Gazing into the depths within the doorway, Fang Longye could not suppress his curiosity and stepped inside.

"Putting other things aside~"

Fang Longye's thoughts turned, and he said inwardly.

"If it really is a wicked dragon cultivating the 'Yin and Yang Great Vehicle Dragon Transformation Scripture', at the very least I can find a way to ask my convenient father-in-law for it.

After all, as fellow cultivators of the 'Yin and Yang Great Vehicle Dragon Transformation Scripture', devouring each other holds immense benefits.

This was also the reason why that Lao Jiao he encountered in the East Sea before he became a Golden Immortal was so excited when he saw him.

However, after entering, he wanted to cry.

Still thinking about devouring others?

Being able to avoid being devoured by them would be good enough! ……

As soon as he entered, Fang Longye saw a red dragon over a thousand feet long, with electric eyes, a bloody tongue, crimson scales, and fiery manes.

That red dragon had its neck shackled by a golden chain, which was tethered to a jade pillar; it was truly a prisoner dragon, no doubt.

Around its body, thousands of thunders and tens of thousands of lightning bolts surged and coiled, and there were even strange phenomena of sleet, snow, and hail manifesting above its head, forming auspicious clouds, its might incomparable.

Merely by looking at it, a fear originating from the depths of his soul surged out, making Fang Longye's hands and feet go weak, his whole body trembling.

Just like the suppression he felt from the Dragon Clan supreme treasure, the 'Dragon Gate', earlier.

This red dragon had actually already reversed itself into an Innate creature!

"Damn it, looks like I need to reverse into an Innate creature as soon as possible!" Fang Longye cursed inwardly.

In terms of Bloodline, the suppression of the acquired by the innate is just that overbearing.

It is even more unreasonable than the suppression between species.

The original intention to wait until the Taiyi realm to reverse into an Innate creature completely vanished.

Of course, this was not the key point.

What truly made Fang Longye panic to the point of wanting to shed tears was that, based on this scene, he recognized who this red dragon was~

Qiantang Longjun!

Damn! This is *Liu Yi Zhuan*! This red dragon, when facing the heartless man who bullied his niece, would crunch him up in one bite.

Damn it!

Why hadn't I heard Long Xuan mention this before? No wonder the Dongting Dragon Clan of this world is so arrogant, to actually be able to keep Yinglong Laozu lingering here.

No, I got it backwards!

It should be said, no wonder the Dongting Dragon Clan in *Liu Yi Zhuan* is so arrogant; Qiantang Longjun doesn't even hold Di Yao or the Jade Emperor in his eyes.

Fang Longye struggled to resist the urge to kneel that wouldn't stop in his heart, standing straight with great difficulty.

Having realized the identity of this red dragon, he knew this was a show of force to intimidate him.

Dazed and confused, his consciousness felt as if it had been pulled out of his body.

The thoughts in his mind were somewhat sluggish.

This caused his thinking to fall into a state of chaos.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort allowed Fang Longye to regain his clarity.

This Qiantang Longjun, locked to the jade pillar by the Golden Lock, retracted the thunder, lightning, sleet, snow, hail, and other strange phenomena from his body.

With a voice like nine-heaven thunder, he opened his mouth to shout: "Kid, you should be glad your will is decent enough not to have knelt and begged for mercy under Laozi's dragon might."

"Otherwise—even if there were great powers of the universe present, I would still have to try today whether you could be eaten by me!"

"Right! Get over here, Laozi~"

Qiantang Longjun once again stirred up his dragon might, crushing it toward Fang Longye.

At the same time, he said sternly: "Bullying my niece, a capital crime is hard to escape, and a living crime is hard to forgive!"

Fang Longye hesitated and did not move forward.

Just hearing this tone, he knew that getting close to this Qiantang Longjun was not a good thing. Who knew what methods he might have to use on him.

It was just that Fang Longye felt that even if he didn't go before Qiantang Longjun, he couldn't stop him from dealing with him.

He remembered very clearly that in *Liu Yi Zhuan*, after Qiantang Longjun learned that his niece, who had married far away, had been bullied by a heartless man, he had broken the Golden Lock himself to avenge her.

Clearly, this Golden Lock could not restrain him.

If he kept not moving forward and stayed where he was, and Qiantang Longjun got annoyed, he might just break the Golden Lock and come to deal with him directly.

He would still have no good outcome.

"Uncle!"

Just as he was in a dilemma, Long Xuan, who had rushed over, helped him out of the predicament.

Hearing the pleading tone of Long Xuan, Qiantang Longjun once again retracted the dragon might of his innate Dragon Clan.

"Little Seventeen, aren't I just helping you teach this bastard a lesson! Why are you still siding with him?"

"Uncle~" Long Xuan stomped her feet and acted spoiled, saying: "It's not that I..."

"Fine, fine, fine, I know! Little girls are thin-skinned, I won't say it, I won't say it!"

Qiantang Longjun turned his head to look at Fang Longye again, seemingly threatening: "Kid, if I, Laozi, find out you treat my niece badly, don't blame me for turning hostile and not recognizing anyone!"

Fang Longye repeatedly said he wouldn't dare.

After some threats, plus Long Xuan's acting spoiled, Qiantang Longjun was finally willing to let him leave~...

"Phew—"

After exiting the palace gate, Fang Longye went quite far away, and only after following Long Xuan back to her sleeping palace did he finally put his heart back in his stomach.

Even if he knew that this Qiantang Longjun was likely just playing the bad cop, he didn't dare to gamble on whether this old dragon would go crazy.

After all, he had a prior record.

(End of this chapter)