Dragon Tamer

Chapter 707: Chapter 709: The Wound That Can’t Heal
 

Zhu Minglang remembered that the Nuwa Dragon had a protective contract and was apparently planning to sever this hand’s connection with the Night Empress and take this “Ghost Hand” as her own guardian spirit!

Seeing the Nuwa Dragon actually taming the squirming hand bit by bit, Zhu Minglang was so shocked that his eyes almost fell out of their sockets.

This is actually possible?!!

Zhu Minglang hadn’t expected that in order to save time, he allowed the Nuwa Dragon to gain another guardian spirit!

This guardian spirit was also the hand of the Night Empress, the most terrifying existence within the Night Emperor’s domain!

“Master, can… can command, very powerful, very powerful, na ya na ya.” The Nuwa Dragon spoke like a timid, stuttering girl, but her voice was pleasant to hear. She spoke slowly, always with a “na ya na ya” intonation, but it wasn’t annoying.

“Yes, yes, tame it some more, I still haven’t stepped out of her master’s shadow,” Zhu Minglang nodded.

…

Having left the Dark Vortex, the four of them immediately rushed towards the Empress’s Pavilion.

They couldn’t be entirely sure when exactly the Empress Zhu had died, so it was better to arrive earlier rather than later.

It was still very quiet inside the Empress’s Pavilion, but most of the guards were still alive, though the security wasn’t particularly tight.

Sneaking into the Empress’s Pavilion, Zhu Minglang saw Empress Zhu sitting alone in her chamber, sitting on the chair that Zhao Yuan had previously occupied. The empty chamber didn’t even have a maid or guard, as if Empress Zhu already knew her fate and had purposely sent them all away.

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“Why did you deceive me!”

Before Zhu Minglang figured out how to converse with Empress Zhu, a roar came from outside the chamber and then he saw a man in a yellow robe burst through the door, his eyes full of rage staring at Empress Zhu sitting in the empty chamber!

It was Zhao Yuan!

Zhu Minglang had not expected to arrive at such an inconvenient time, not even getting the chance to speak with Empress Zhu before Zhao Yuan charged in.

Zhu Minglang hid in the rafters, using the Charm Shadow Clothes to conceal his entire presence.

Zhao Yuan had a high cultivation base, and must not discover him.

Moreover, Zhu Minglang still hadn’t obtained the Jade Blood Sword, and with Hong Geng absent, he probably couldn’t take down Zhao Yuan.

“Why do you deceive me, you’re clearly not the chosen one. For so many years, I treated you as a celestial concubine, yet you have been deceiving me all along, you’re nothing!!” Zhao Yuan raged; he was like a mad beast, as if he was about to devour Empress Zhu alive!

Empress Zhu sat there, her eyes filled with pain.

“So because I’m not the chosen one, I’m worthless in your eyes?” Zhu Yuzhi retorted.

“You know what I want!” Zhao Yuan’s anger was uncontrollable.

“The deity you worship is not a good god, on the contrary, he will doom the entire Supreme Court. Be reasonable, you should join forces with the Heavenly Officer to resist external enemies, not create chaos within your own ranks,” Zhu Yuzhi persuaded.

“Zhu Heavenly Officer, ha, always bringing up Zhu Heavenly Officer. Why didn’t you just marry him? What are your intentions for coming to me?” Zhao Yuan’s fury intensified, especially when mentioning Zhu Heavenly Officer.

“Intentions? Over these years, have I ever harmed you? Who knows better than you what my intentions are? I won’t let you give the Ancient Lantern Jade to a deity with ulterior motives,” Zhu Yuzhi said.

“Now, anyone who obstructs me must die, including you,” Zhao Yuan said coldly.

“There’s no need for you to do it…” As she said these words, Empress Zhu gently pulled off a long silk robe covering her, revealing her wrist.

On her wrist was a shocking wound, the blood had long been flowing, staining the long silk robe she had covered herself with a bright red, and the embroidery on this robe was that of the Night Orchids, now even more dyed with the blood red!

Zhu Minglang also showed a look of horror.

That is to say, before he had snuck in, Empress Zhu had already slit her wrist!

She let her blood pour out, seemingly aware of the inevitable outcome of her death, but she still wanted to persuade Emperor Zhao Yuan in the last moments of her life.

“What kind of favor did Zhu Gate give you that you would die for them? And what I want, you resist so much, causing all kinds of trouble, who exactly are you living for, Zhu Heavenly Officer?”

“Tomorrow morning, I will lead an army to flatten Zhu Gate. You care so much for Zhu Heavenly Officer; I will fulfill your wish, I’ll bury you together after death. You’re simply not worthy to be my woman!”

Empress Zhu’s actions did not win a bit of sympathy from Zhao Yuan; instead, it made him even angrier.

“You’re really mad,” Zhu Yuzhi repeated, her eyes filled with pain and disappointment.

“You can’t take the Ancient Lantern Jade out of the Imperial Palace, it will be searched out soon. Now every glance at you disgusts me.” Zhao Yuan turned around and strode out of the chamber, “Kill them all, I don’t want to see anyone trying to stop her bleeding unless she doesn’t want to die herself!”

Soon, the roars of dragon beasts echoed from within the Empress’s Pavilion, as the guards and maids were being slaughtered one by one by Zhao Yuan’s Ancestral Scorpion Dragon.

Before long, the smell of blood wafted in from the outside.

Zhao Yuan left the Empress’s Pavilion, showing not a shred of mercy, and even killed all the people outside the chamber, forbidding anyone to step into that desolate chamber, letting the blood from Empress Zhu’s wrist flow to the ground, allowing her life to ebb away little by little.

The chamber was extremely quiet, but outside, the screams continued. Zhu Minglang didn’t dare to show himself easily, since the Ancestral Scorpion Dragon, being a Peak Dragon King, might catch his scent. Making any move at this time would be detected by Zhao Yuan…

Only after it became quiet outside, Zhu Minglang cautiously emerged from his hiding place.

He approached Empress Zhu, who was sitting in the chair. Seeing Zhu Minglang approach in the dim light, Empress Zhu didn’t look too surprised.

She seemed to have sensed Zhu Minglang sneaking in early on.

She looked at Zhu Minglang, ripples forming in her eyes. Her face was pale, and she was extremely weak. Without stopping the bleeding and replenishing her blood soon, she really would die.

“I’ll stop the bleeding for you,” Zhu Minglang said as he took out the saliva of the Immortal Rabbit Dragon.

But Empress Zhu shook her head and spoke, “Me being alive is bad for all of you.”

“That doesn’t mean you can’t—”

“I can’t survive,” Zhu Yuzhi said, having accepted her own fate a long time ago. In fact, she had known she would end up like this after Emperor Zhao Yuan’s personality drastically changed.

Nevertheless, Zhu Minglang didn’t care whether Zhu Yuzhi was willing or not and gently poured the saliva of the Immortal Rabbit Dragon onto her wrist.

The healing powers of the Immortal Rabbit Dragon were formidable. Its saliva could swiftly heal even severe wounds, not to mention a cut on the wrist like this.

But the blood didn’t stop at all. The wound even continued to tear and expand, leaving Zhu Minglang in a panic. He hadn’t expected that his actions were accelerating Zhu Yuzhi’s death!

“The wound wasn’t self-inflicted,” said Empress Zhu.

“What is it??” Zhu Minglang asked, puzzled.

“I stayed by Zhao Yuan’s side, even knowing he would turn out like this. I already broke the oath I made initially. Being able to live until now is already a kind of mercy,” Empress Zhu spoke slowly.

Zhu Minglang furrowed his brows, not fully understanding her words.

What caused her wound?

Why did the healing liquid make it worse? What oath did Empress Zhu break, and whose oath did she break??

“I’ve made a great mistake. I should have stopped Zhao Yuan earlier. He is now blindly devoted to that deity, unable to listen to anyone else,” Empress Zhu continued.

“Did auntie hide the Ancient Lantern Jade?” Zhu Minglang asked.

Emperor Zhao Yuan came in a fit of rage seeking the Ancient Lantern Jade.

However, judging from how easily Zhu Minglang had broken in, it seemed that Empress Zhu no longer had the protection of the Zhu Gate’s Hidden Guards. It appeared more like she had been confined by Zhao Yuan a while ago.

“Yes, this is the last thing I could do for Zhu Gate. But it’s just a delay,” Zhu Yuzhi said.

“Where is it? That deity isn’t as fearsome as imagined. He has been severely injured, his Divine Power not yet recovered. He needs a large amount of Ancient Lantern Jade to be healed,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Most of it has already fallen into the hands of that deity. What I’ve hidden is just the Imperial Jade Seal made of Ancient Lantern Jade,” Zhu Yuzhi said.

“This is most important!” Zhu Minglang exclaimed.

“It’s in the room, but you can’t take it out of the Imperial Palace,” Zhu Yuzhi glanced at a table next to her, on which sat an unlit incense burner.

Zhu Minglang lifted the lid of the incense burner and inside, incredibly, lay a large Imperial Jade Seal!

It was carved from Ancient Lantern Jade, heftier than the four entire pieces of Ancient Lantern Jade fragments he had obtained before, and it was a particularly complete and substantial piece of Ancient Lantern Jade!

So the Imperial Jade Seal of the Supreme Court Empire was crafted from Ancient Lantern Jade!!

“Why can’t it be taken out of the Imperial Palace?”

“Auntie?”

“Auntie??”

Zhu Minglang looked at Zhu Yuzhi, only to see that her eyes were closed.

Blood pooled around her, and her body had lost all strength. As Zhu Minglang turned around, she slumped to the ground limply, falling into a pool of her own blood!

Zhu Minglang initially wanted to help her up, but forced himself to restrain his actions.

He couldn’t let Zhao Yuan know he had been there. Zhu Yuzhi’s last act of entrusting the Imperial Jade Seal to him was in hopes that he would take the Ancient Lantern Jade and keep it out of the hands of the Sparrow Wolf God.

The wound wasn’t self-inflicted.

And the way it was made was both strange and inexplicable—it simply wouldn’t heal!

In the end, he was a bit too late, unable to clearly see who had slit her wrist…

Glancing at Empress Zhu, who no longer showed any signs of life, Zhu Minglang was filled with helplessness.

He couldn’t linger here long.

After all, he had many things to attend to tonight. The matter of Empress Zhu would have to be dealt with another time.