[{"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-2229":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},1750763,2236,"Chapter 2227: 2227: The Same Painting","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-2229",2229,"\u003Cp>Capítulo 2227: Chapter 2227: The Same Painting\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Boulevard was destined for turmoil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More and more factions began entering the Boulevard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost overnight, it became the focus of the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire martial arts world knew that Trent Marsh had arrived with his men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those originally observing in Gonzalez City all shifted their focus and hurried here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hoping to see if they could take advantage of the chaos and gain some benefits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the moonlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man in a white robe walked alone on the snowy ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, a team of martial artists happened to pass by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the man, they stopped their carriage, and several people jumped down from it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alone?” the leader asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man in the white robe nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got anything valuable on you?” A tall martial artist approached, eyeing him up and down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man in white appeared to be wealthy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wearing fine things from head to toe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So luxurious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this lawless world, killing and looting were nothing unusual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man in white shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha, still not being honest. Just as well, we’ll take care of him and get some money.” The martial artists surrounded him, one of whom was a grandmaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest were ordinary martial artists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, in their eyes, this man in white was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man in white looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In almost an instant, the grandmaster martial artist trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, why are you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before his companion could finish speaking, the grandmaster sliced off his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, have you gone mad!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest were all dumbfounded with fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before they could run, the grandmaster sliced them all down one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he placed his blade on his own neck and slashed it fiercely!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fell into the snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man in white lowered his head, unfastened his robe, looked at his chest, and shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three out of his seven hearts had burst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five thousand years ago, he feigned his death once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Losing one heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last time on the Dusty Platform, he died again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this time, again on the Dusty Platform, Ilia Danvers spoiled his plans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could only choose this way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven hearts…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seemed like a lot, but the frequency of the last two deaths was indeed a bit high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Continuing like this, the Prophet was uncertain in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to be more cautious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless it’s necessary, he can’t show himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The body that died was just an illusory shell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His life soul resided in his hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Prophet raised his head, revealing a handsome face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completely different from before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martial artists already surrounded the vicinity of the Gills Alliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the collapse and many casualties, there were even more waiting outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After these people quickly left, during the unrest amidst the ruins of the Gills Alliance, they emerged again to join the commotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The local families of the Boulevard, due to the Sinclair family’s downfall, were once again under the control of the Caldwell Family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The head of each family instructed their members not to stir up trouble and to stay peacefully at home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, only martial artists from outside came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trent Marsh was injured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quite seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That clash with Ilia Danvers was the first time in many years he felt powerless in a fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The injuries on his body increased, and before they could heal, he had to keep fighting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps it was seeing Silvio Reed’s writings, perhaps those scenes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trent Marsh felt that the first thing he needed to do was figure out the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This world, if he wished to take it, would certainly belong to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Three, are we just retreating like this? Those people went straight to the ruins.” Griffen Marsh was worried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Trent Marsh’s confidant, he knew how much importance Brother Three placed on the palace beneath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The current known circumstances were that besides Trent Marsh, no one else could enter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they ignored it, others would surely claim the things inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Never mind, you said some survived back then, next we’ll investigate one by one until the truth is uncovered.” Trent Marsh’s face was slightly pale, emotions unstable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact of that memory was too great.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Makes him feel unbearable pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether Silvio Reed was dead or alive, he had to find out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excuse me, have you seen…” An old man with a sword on his back approached, holding a painting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the menacing crowd around Trent Marsh, the old man smiled and said, “Sorry to bother you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why does that person in the painting look somewhat familiar?” Trent Marsh didn’t think much of it and continued on his way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man glanced back and stared at the painting in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh painting, you’re so amazing. Can you guide me to where that person is?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassius Reed stared at the canvas, talking to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a miraculous scene occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The person in the painting vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Replaced by an arrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrow pointed southeast, with two faint dots on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the approximate distance was clearly shown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Truly amazing.” Cassius Reed put away the painting and walked briskly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After causing a stir in Gonzalez City, he hadn’t found Eliezer Pine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So based on the previous intel left behind, he pursued the person who injured his disciple, Felix Reed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was also Granny Xihua’s intention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The master must clean up after the disciple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His time with the Hidden Gate and Thunderpeak Hall had indeed expanded his understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such as this soul-infused painting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Communication with the painting provided the desired answers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such treasures were normally beyond Cassius Reed’s reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, it was because he was to retrieve that watch that Granny Xihua had given it to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassius Reed, sword in hand, continued walking on the snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the direction indicated by the painting, he pursued for three hours until he finally saw three people walking ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop!” Cassius Reed shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the three paid him no mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop!” Cassius Reed lightly tapped his toe on the snow, sprinting forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At last, he intercepted the three in front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you want?” Julius Reed asked curiously upon seeing Cassius Reed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of his physical condition, Terry Moore was arranged by Julius Reed to be sent to the Caldwell family. The three of them headed towards Granny Xihua’s location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could sense what people were thinking, so after tricking Lucien Radcliffe, he learned the exact address.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Demon God?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed was also curious to see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The main reason was he also heard Pruitt Wilde’s thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This fool wanted to die, but Julius Reed didn’t want him to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it weren’t for his willingness back then, who could have revived Pruitt Wilde?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reviving Pruitt Wilde only for him to die like this was a blood loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time he went to stop Pruitt Wilde and see what that so-called Demon God truly was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the old man in front of him, he didn’t recognize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Cassius Reed. My disciples are Atticus Reed and Felix Reed. Do you remember?” Cassius Reed spoke without hesitation, drawing his sword!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold blade glimmered with a chilling light, making it difficult to open one’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know, it was me who hit your disciple. Want revenge?” Julius Reed stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hawthorne, don’t hold back today, fight to the death!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hawthorne’s eyes were extremely black, so black that no whites could be seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some anger needed regular release.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just want the watch.” Cassius Reed frowned slightly, was he not even going to ask before fighting?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll give you a watch,” Hawthorne replied, swinging his fist toward Cassius Reed!\u003C\u002Fp>",1270,"2026-06-06T17:06:04.422Z",1,"novelbin.me","d794b21b8b6a79d614588cc153154a8dcff8920ada665fbed6be4ce196e591ff","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-2230","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-2228",2546,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flegend-of-dragon-son-in-law-cover.jpg"]