[{"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-1611":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},1750245,2236,"Chapter 1609: Mysterious Person","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1611",1611,"\u003Cp>\"Isaba, why go there?\" Ian Jorden was utterly puzzled, knowing full well there was something suspicious about the well, yet choosing to leave it for a farther place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From my understanding of Eliezer Pine, she’s undoubtedly a meticulous person. The City Lord mentioned that Eliezer Pine wants him to protect the City Lord’s Mansion. Moreover, he stressed this well. The real secret is certainly not the well!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isabella Warm observed the peculiar well before her, her delicate brows furrowed: \"There’s definitely something wrong with this well. But what Eliezer Pine is determined to protect surely isn’t this well!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once said, without waiting for Ian Jorden to speak again, she took the map and vanished into the wild grass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The City Lord’s Mansion occupies a vast area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crossing two diagonals is far less easy than it appears on the map.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The complex buildings, along with refugees coming in to search for treasures from time to time, act as obstructions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isabella Warm cautiously navigated through the buildings, climbed over walls, gradually heading toward the corner marked on the map.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Have you been to the location on the map?\" she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is the City Lord’s Mansion, where Ian Jorden has lived longer, naturally knowing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While she had just come here, only briefly passing through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I haven’t really been there.\" Ian Jorden rubbed his head, a bit baffled. \"The City Lord’s Mansion is so large, the corners are either abandoned buildings or places for storing miscellaneous items. As the City Lord, I have no reason to go there!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Be careful!\" Isabella Warm took a deep breath, treading lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the way, they cleverly avoided those meandering through the City Lord’s Mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The closer they got to the location on the map, the more anxious Isabella Warm felt!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The environment here is somewhat terrifying!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how remote, it’s still part of the City Lord’s Mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But all Isabella Warm’s eyes could see was desolation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ruined beyond repair!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The further they went, the more severe the situation became!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you feel it?\" Isabella Warm closed her eyes, a bit startled: \"It’s getting stronger.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\" Ian Jorden, less adept than Isabella Warm, only felt profoundly uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Killing intent! It’s killing intent!\" Isabella Warm moved her throat, a bead of sweat forming on her forehead: \"Martial Artists who sense the Heavenly Dao, the mightier the Martial Artist, the more intense this atmosphere becomes!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pointed to the withered grass on the ground: \"Look, these plants have been corroded by killing intent year after year, causing them to revive each spring, only to die in summer. And further in, not even grass grows.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Desolate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The abandoned courtyard where the ancient well was, overrun with weeds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, at the opposite corner to the well’s position, cold and deserted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only ruined buildings, devoid of any vegetation or trash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having walked over ten meters, Ian Jorden, even without Isabella Warm’s words, could feel the pressure!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heart racing, breath quickening, indescribable agony!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Be careful!\" Isabella Warm took a deep breath, arduously advancing inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reached the neglected building in the corner!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s a small courtyard!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chain hung on the courtyard gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the chain was opened, and the time of opening should have been within the past few days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The damaged area of the lock still looked brand new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it! Someone beat us to it!\" Ian Jorden’s heart sank, nervously clenching his fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the onset of conflict, the City Lord fled, resulting in internal chaos in Swimming City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many took the opportunity to storm into the City Lord’s Mansion, seizing treasures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seems this place has also been raided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get inside!\" Isabella Warm grew even more tense!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, she orchestrated Ian Jorden’s fake death not just for the Divine Dragon Tripod but to uncover the truth of those years!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the City Lord’s Mansion, the man inside the stone coffin hadn’t spoken for years!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until today, Isabella Warm finally opened his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the painstakingly found clues vanished, all their efforts would be for naught!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crash!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door was pushed open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two rushed in one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as they stepped into the small courtyard, they all halted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isabella Warm instinctively turned around, leaning against the door to vomit!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ian Jorden similarly covered his mouth and nose, a wave of nausea from his stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bodies littered the ground!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In disarray!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chopped into minced meat!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even discerning shapes was impossible!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swimming City being humid and warm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These broken bodies began to decay!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet strangely, there weren’t any flies on the decaying bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whew!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isabella Warm took out a handkerchief, covering her mouth and nose, intending to skirt the bodies and move forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But suddenly, she sensed something amiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t go in yet!\" Isabella Warm pulled Ian Jorden back, cautiously eyeing the straw hut. \"Who killed them? Who’s inside?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Could it be due to uneven division of spoils?\" Ian Jorden pondered for a moment, seemingly the only possibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Impossible!\" Isabella Warm’s eyes filled with fear: \"If that were the case, just killing would suffice; why do such a thing? A wasteful act, why do it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then...\" Ian Jorden couldn’t fathom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a fighter, though somewhat intelligent, ultimately not a wise man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his view, they should charge inside right away!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Directly push open the door, see if what’s inside hasn’t been taken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look at them dead; it appears they were unprepared.\" Isabella Warm frowned, suppressing her nausea, closely examining the wounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shattered into pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who’s such a lunatic! Just kill, why do this!\" Ian Jorden turned away, refusing to look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more she looked, the more alarmed Isabella Warm became!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I once heard the Sacred Lord mention it—there are people whose swordsmanship is extremely fast! A single strike can shred someone into pieces!\" Isabella Warm suddenly recalled what Julius Reed had said when she was at Demarco Mount.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sacred Lord traverses the lengthy time stream, knowledgeable about ancient and modern times, akin to a mobile library.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You mean...\" As a Martial Artist, Ian Jorden naturally understood the implication of Isabella Warm’s words. \"One strike?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Move aside!\" Isabella Warm suddenly raised her head, directly shoving Ian Jorden!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both quickly leaned against the wall!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swipe!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of swordlight!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ian Jorden’s clothes were shredded quite a bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were over a dozen wounds on his shoulder!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood, flowing frantically!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Be careful!\" Isabella Warm drew her sword!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden Serpent Sword!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To evade this old man’s strike is not easy.\" An elderly voice emanated from the straw hut: \"But, this old man has been tormented for thousands of years. If I were at my peak, when both of you stood beside that well, you’d already have turned to minced meat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice was filled with weariness and powerlessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The decline of a hero! The decline of a hero! Alas, I am old! If I could die, why would I cling to life!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the old man finished speaking, the small courtyard fell into silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isabella Warm stood in place, her clothes already drenched with cold sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You... who are you? Why are you here?\" she asked with a voice nearly hoarse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Me? You ask who I am?\" The old man chuckled lightly: \"Interesting. You came to find me, yet don’t know who I am? Then why are you here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To save all living beings!\" Isabella Warm spoke with a quiet yet resolute voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boastful words!\" The old man’s voice carried disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want to save Julius Reed; only he can save all living beings!\" Isabella Warm, unafraid, instead took a few steps forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am the ImperialTutor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of silence, the old man spoke again.\u003C\u002Fp>",1272,"2026-06-06T17:05:40.788Z",1,"novelbin.me","98ac417aa622ef2cb93b5a4b80447614c7f1788b9c50e269561e5831a3583137","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1612","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1610",2546,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flegend-of-dragon-son-in-law-cover.jpg"]