[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-legend-of-dragon-son-in-law":3,"chapter-legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1434":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Legend of Dragon Son-in-law",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1749918,2236,"Chapter 1432: 1432: Memory!","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1434",1434,"\u003Cp>Chapter 1432: Chapter 1432: Memory!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pitch dark!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed drew his sword and looked around, unable to see anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This world, as if it were pure nothingness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dead?” He felt a mix of joy and a hint of loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When death truly arrived, Julius Reed found it wasn’t the joy he’d imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had long pursued that which eluded him, envied Gilbert’s serene embrace of death…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it really come this unexpectedly, without warning?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t seen Isabella Warm yet, hadn’t returned to the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group that betrayed him had yet to face their reckoning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Julius Reed realized that he, too, had regrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What about Quella Radcliffe?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two of them hadn’t shared a bed yet, hadn’t even borne children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he lived, he’d make sure to resolve this when he returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Nelson—he’d surely be heartbroken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sigh…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes, they were still functional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least, he could see his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond his body, though, Julius Reed couldn’t see anything else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having never died before, he didn’t know what the world of the dead was like.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed tried walking forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the road underfoot seemed endless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darkness enveloped everything, swallowing most of the light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap! Tap! Tap…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of footsteps emerged from the distance, gradually approaching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or a ghost?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or perhaps, a guide sent from beyond?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Death is truly lonely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The footsteps grew closer and closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed felt a tinge of anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When loneliness sets in, even the faintest sound or image can stir a yearning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shadow appeared roughly ten meters in front of him, indistinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A person!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No head!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A headless figure!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure stopped!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half a minute passed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It began moving toward him again!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure did have a head!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The head was in its hand!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cradled at its waist!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dream!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the headless figure from his dream!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed had dreamed of this figure many times before!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his dreams, this headless person sought to kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But never once had he seen its features clearly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Gonzalez City, Julius Reed often dreamt of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After leaving Gonzalez City, this was the first time he’d had this dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his countless years, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d had a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least, not since he’d lost his memories; he’d never had one before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed clasped his hands behind his back, appearing calm and collected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The headless figure said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It stopped less than a meter before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed lowered his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its face seemed shrouded in mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still invisible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed reached out to touch it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands met only air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dream!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this dream, why hadn’t it ended?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Usually, at this point in the dream, he would awaken abruptly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could he truly be dead?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if I’m dead, I’ll still kill you!” He unsheathed his sword!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Netherfire blazed to life!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The void cracked apart!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Today, I shall lay bare your true visage!” He thrust his left hand forward, grabbing at the head!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand didn’t miss, didn’t clutch empty air like before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had something solid in his grasp!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could this truly be the head in the black mist?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt exhilarated!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless times!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless times having dreamt this same scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But only today, he was able to firmly seize that headless figure’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The head was too big for one hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The longsword slid back into its sheath!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed reached with his right hand as well!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both hands could just about hold it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the head was soft, and seemed to be struggling to break free!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where are you trying to escape to? Today, I’ll see just what kind of demon you are to dare disturb me in my dreams!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The head struggled harder and harder!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed tightened his grip!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman’s bloodcurdling scream rang out, echoing through the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This headless figure is… a woman?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed’s heart raced as his eyes abruptly snapped open!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dream dissolved!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—and he was greeted by the sight of a woman’s flushed, rosy face!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Embarrassed, angry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even tinged with a peculiar… unnameable excitement?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed’s gaze drifted downward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He withdrew his hands sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be that what he’d grabbed earlier… wasn’t a head?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re awake?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gabriel Young’s face was beet-red as she clumsily adjusted her disheveled upper garments, turning away and asking, “When did you wake up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh… just now.” Julius Reed looked around the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a massive bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ceiling above was crafted entirely of pure gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lampshades carved from flawless jade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The floor, a seamless spread of emerald.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blanket covering him was impossibly soft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this sprawling room, easily hundreds of square meters, only he and Gabriel Young were present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lights were on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the window, pitch darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just woke? Don’t dare act innocent…” Gabriel Young muttered through gritted teeth, her tone venomous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truly, there wasn’t a single decent man under the heavens!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind drifted to her once unblemished body—and to how she’d been handled like that by this strange man…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so roughly—it hurt!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he know nothing of gentleness?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What time is it?” Julius Reed hastily changed the subject.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his dream, it had clearly been the headless figure’s head!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at his modestly rugged but now shattered wristwatch, broken amidst the fighting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Early morning,” Gabriel Young replied, her mood improving slightly as she turned back to face him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How long was I out?” Julius Reed sat up in bed, throwing off the blanket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His clothes were intact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the front of his shirt had been torn wide open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recalled…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During Shay Bread’s dying act, he had tried to take Julius Reed down with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unexpectedly, the pure Martial Artist’s aura had collided with the Evil Qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he suffered some flesh wounds, he was otherwise unharmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His unconsciousness had been the result of Evil Qi flooding his system, its aftermath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in Medicine King Valley when saving Nelson, he’d blacked out too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the Shadow Gate battle with Elaenor Wood, he’d once again lost consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, though it was early morning?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How much time had truly passed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s the date?” he asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s September 19th, 2020,” Gabriel Young answered, pouting slightly in displeasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Three months have passed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed leapt from the bed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he’d passed out, it had been June!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swimming City’s June!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m just messing with you.” Gabriel Young hadn’t expected him to react so intensely: “It’s only been less than five hours since you blacked out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Women and their lies…” Julius Reed’s nerves relaxed slightly, but his head suddenly throbbed in agony!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Images flashed vividly, as if from a frantically spinning reel!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The peak of a snowy mountain!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lone figure clad in white robes, a jade sword gripped in his hand!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven people stood before him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dragon King, your era is over! Heroes rise with each generation, step aside!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Out of respect for our years of service, we’ll give you a graceful end. Abandon your cultivation and spend the rest of your life in the secluded palace—isn’t that a fitting reward?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The poison within you has already flared up; your Spiritual Power has been entirely sealed! What difference is there between you and a cripple?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buzz!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The images flipped chaotically!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord, forgive Grace River for her audacity!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Grace River!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grace River thrust her sword into his chest!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed streaked downward, tumbling from the snowy peak!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hiss…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed sucked in a sharp breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could Shay Bread’s desperate strike have broken those memory seals?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as he tried to recall more!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no trace left!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you alright?” Gabriel Young asked with concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blinked, still unclear about what had happened to the man before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m fine…” Julius Reed waved dismissively, his expression awkward as he said: “Sorry, I was dreaming, didn’t realize…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, he hesitated slightly, adding apologetically: “Tomorrow, I’ll burn some offerings for your late husband; don’t hold it against me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t a virtuous act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Staying in the Young Family estate, eating their food, and accidentally…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sigh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That wasn’t my husband.” Gabriel Young hesitated, seemingly gathering courage before quietly saying: “He was my brother. 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