[{"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-1468":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},1749952,2236,"Chapter 1466: 1466: Drinking Alcohol","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1468",1468,"\u003Cp>Chapter 1466: Chapter 1466: Drinking Alcohol\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When did you arrive?” Elaenor Wood sized up Julius Reed, who was also masked, his white paper fan flapping incessantly in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Elaenor’s identity was the Ghost Market’s head chief steward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plan to assassinate Xander Cook was a joint agreement between Hagan Marsh and Lord Ghost Seven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Lord Ghost Seven would never personally show up for this matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one responsible for negotiating was Elaenor Wood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Hagan Marsh met with mishap, Lord Ghost Seven wouldn’t worry about the plan being exposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he was conveniently drinking with the City Lord at the City Lord’s Mansion during Hagan Marsh’s visit to the Ghost Market.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All blame would fall squarely on Elaenor Wood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elaenor, however, could switch identities again, and through the Ghost Market’s maneuvering, remain completely risk-free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The unlucky ones would either be Xander Cook or Hagan Marsh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ghost Market would profit without loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, they’re business people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon receiving the disciple’s report from Damari Tennyson’s sect, Elaenor Wood, as the Ghost Market’s head chief steward, naturally came to provide support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The City Lord could either be killed or spared—this was Lord Ghost Seven’s original statement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, in Elaenor Wood’s view, who the hell was Lord Ghost Seven?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he wanted to kill the City Lord, he certainly didn’t need any reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either kill or be killed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unexpectedly, an archrival appeared halfway through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve been here quite a while,” Julius Reed held his sword single-handedly, smiling as he retorted, “Didn’t see that coming, did you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rushed moves—I must have overlooked it.” Elaenor spoke with no urgency; the City Lord, already hovering on the verge of death, was less significant than reminiscing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no one here, quiet and still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This man is mine! Best not compete with me—avoid unnecessary hostilities,” Julius Reed started off amicably, testing whether Elaenor would yield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not, he’d escalate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Apologies, but he’s mine too!” Elaenor’s eyes narrowed to slits, “I’ve been keen to see how much your skills have advanced recently! Knowing one’s opponent is a rare opportunity, isn’t it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether Elaenor wanted to kill Julius Reed was unclear to anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for now, the two seemed evenly matched!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elaenor had emerged from the Boulevard Mountains, carrying centuries’ worth of extreme frost within his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surviving calamities often came with blessings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds of years had rendered his physique exceptionally resilient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Boulevard, rich in natural treasures, had served as a perpetual realm of self-cultivation for Elaenor, despite being sealed in ice all those years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So much so that Julius Reed nicknamed him “Undying Pest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impossible to kill—utterly exasperating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do we really need to fight?” Julius Reed took a deep breath, visibly exasperated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet another pointless battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither could kill the other—what then was the point of combat?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fight!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elaenor Wood shot into the air!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The paper fan in his hand, like a meteor streaking through the glow of dusk, hurtled toward Julius Reed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed raised his longsword and slashed down!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade collided heavily with the white paper fan!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fan’s material remained undamaged despite the cut of the blade!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elaenor Wood hovered mid-air, his arms spreading wide!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his head to gaze skyward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The northern wind howled!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air was suffused with biting chill!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An unbearably frigid aura!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damari Tennyson fled hastily, lest a moment’s delay freeze him on the streets!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The disciples of Lowell Tennyson’s sect had witnessed enough of such methods firsthand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the South Ring Road of the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the midst of summer, grass and trees visibly withered at incredible speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A layer of frost began to spread!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed drew his longsword, unleashing ghostly fire!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With great force, he hurled it toward Ian Jorden!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword embedded itself into the ground!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within a radius of three meters around the sword, the frost could advance no further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ian Jorden exhaled deeply, relieved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he hadn’t figured out the identity of this masked figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Swimming City, he had never made such formidable acquaintances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this black-clad figure also here to capture him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fight before him was just a squabble over unequal division of benefits?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As this thought crossed his mind, Ian Jorden began regulating his internal energy, preparing to flee!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He must escape!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, he’d be in a dire position!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, catch this!” Elaenor Wood pulled down his arms forcefully!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snowflakes filled the sky!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each snowflake carried the extreme frost of the Boulevard Mountains!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Touching them meant certain death!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perfect timing—let’s test this.” Julius Reed spread his hands wide, with Evil Qi surging from the Dragon King Ring!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hellfire danced in his palm, burning ever fiercer!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ice and fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bound to clash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hellfire burst forth, colliding with the snowflakes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air rippled continuously!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elaenor Wood remained suspended mid-air, snowflakes falling ceaselessly above him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed stood firmly on the ground!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hellfire burst into a blazing flame in his palm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The realm of ice and fire!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An area spanning tens of meters was engulfed with flames and frost!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ian Jorden gripped his blade tightly, suddenly fleeing with all his might!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sprinted away like mad!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop!” Julius Reed turned his head, frowning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to confront Ian Jorden directly—how could he let him escape now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hellfire ignited violently!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed flipped forward into pursuit!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? So you’re not working together?” Elaenor Wood suddenly chuckled, both hands slamming downward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crash!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An ice wall appeared out of nowhere in Julius Reed’s path, firmly blocking his way forward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ice wall was thin!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it carried an overwhelmingly frigid aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before getting close, Julius Reed already felt a shiver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bone-chilling cold!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elaenor Wood!” He turned back, glaring at the now-grounded Elaenor Wood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Apologies, I learned from you,” Elaenor spread his hands, nudging his lips, “Look, gone without a trace.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shameless!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed’s right hand grasped tightly, Hell’s Blade returning to his palm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With one strike, he shattered the ice wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ian Jorden was long gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, are you furious now?” Elaenor Wood shook his fan, clearly delighted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he’d successfully ruffled the Holy Lord’s feathers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, the feeling was incredibly satisfying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re enjoying yourself?” Julius Reed put away Hell’s Blade, crossing his arms as he looked at Elaenor Wood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ian Jorden had fled!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trying to chase him now would be much harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The City Lord’s Mansion was heavily guarded, teeming with formidable warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he forced his way in, the cost would be prohibitive, and it might alert the enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d rather invite Lily Jorden over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let Ian Jorden’s conscience torment him first!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m delighting in it,” Elaenor Wood nodded candidly, “Making you miserable? That absolutely delights me. Don’t forget, we’re enemies. I want to kill you; you want to kill me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that so?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed sneered coldly, the corners of his mouth curling into a smirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Twisted Dragon King!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tiny live ember suddenly burst into flame beneath Elaenor Wood’s feet!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It shot straight for his crotch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elaenor Wood leapt up, frantically batting his paper fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked slightly flustered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You…” After extinguishing the fire, Elaenor Wood’s body trembled with anger!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this even conduct befitting someone of status?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could anyone stoop to such despicable methods?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s drink tonight; dare to join me?” Julius Reed spoke with a grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regarding the matter of the Seven Veins, he wanted to chat with this person who had once been tantalizingly close to becoming a Vein Holder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, whether Elaenor would share anything was his own decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elaenor Wood fears no one!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elaenor Wood folded his white paper fan, securing it at his waist, then asked aloud, “Where shall we drink?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Young Mansion. Please!” Julius Reed gestured invitingly, turning and heading toward the wall behind which Gabriel Young was waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>",1311,"2026-06-06T17:05:29.542Z",1,"novelbin.me","cb98a4e3960d8c8923f51a7b650621954d88f517c742039159d4873fa9c721b8","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1469","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1467",2546,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flegend-of-dragon-son-in-law-cover.jpg"]