My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty
Chapter 741 - 741: Disdain to Be in Their Company

Upon seeing the smiles on their faces, Gu Lan was quite confused.

Before he could speak, Gu Simu quickly stepped forward.

"Father, we've won a resounding victory!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Lan was quite surprised. Had the disciples of the Royal School grown so strong?

As soon as Gu Simu finished speaking, Chen Feng stepped forward and respectfully said,

"Master, this time we've kicked out the Hundred Clans, and only the Bright Clan's affiliates and the Blood Clan's affiliates remain."

These two clans were more troublesome, but they hadn't had to expend much effort on the others. The tactics they used were the same as Gu Lan's, taking advantage of the situation when their enemies were worn out by infighting.

The strength of these other factions wasn't anything remarkable. Even the strongest among them was only at the Imperial Realm, third level.

Upon hearing the two speak, Gu Lan furrowed his brows slightly, a cold glint appearing in his eyes.

Chen Feng's words had almost made him forget about the Bright Clan, who were still watching closely.

"The Bright Clan and the Blood Clan's main forces will be dealt with by me. The rest are for you to handle!"

This battle had already shown that they had the ability to deal with the situation, and it would save him a lot of trouble. As for the Bright Clan, he was also interested in meeting them—he was particularly curious to see how the Divine Son Arthur had progressed.

At this time, the Dark Master had already returned, leading a group of powerful individuals. When they arrived at the clan, his face was dark, and his eyes radiated endless killing intent.

He never expected to be defeated by Gu Lan, and in such a humiliating manner.

Seeing his demeanor, several strong figures from the clan came forward.

"Clan leader, do we just stand by and tolerate this?"

He was already feeling troubled, and upon hearing this, his anger flared.

"If I could tolerate it, what would I do? Tell me what I should do!"

He didn't want to let Gu Lan go unpunished, but he had no choice.

The power Gu Lan had left inside his body was still there, and if he dared to act rashly again, he would meet his death.

These words left the others speechless. They immediately lowered their heads, not daring to say another word.

"This Competition of Myriads of Clans is our Dark Clan's opportunity to rise. If we miss it, there will be even more changes in a hundred years' time!"

"We will discuss this matter later. I will make the final decision when the time comes!"

Now was not the time to think about this; once his injuries healed, he would make his move.

Xue Wuheng and Xue Wuyan had already set off for the Bright Clan.

However, they didn't even get close before an old man blocked their path.

"We, the Blood Clan, seek an audience with the Divine Son. We kindly ask for your assistance in letting us through."

The two spoke respectfully, but the old man didn't move a single step and didn't even glance at them.

"You Blood Clan, you are not worthy. Don't force me to take action. Leave!"

From the beginning, they had never taken the Blood Clan seriously.

They didn't care about the clan leader, let alone these two.

What use was a young lord who was still weak?

Upon hearing the old man's words, Xue Wuheng and Xue Wuyan's expressions immediately darkened, and killing intent flickered in their eyes.

But that was only for a moment, as they quickly concealed their emotions.

After all, they were here to ask for something, not to cause trouble.

"We, as young lords, request…"

Before they could finish, the old man's aura suddenly surged, pressing down on them so strongly that they could hardly breathe.

"I never repeat myself. If you don't leave, I will bury you both here today!"

The old man's strength was above theirs. Despite their anger, they didn't dare to continue resisting.

"We apologize for the disturbance. We hope you don't mind, senior."

They spoke coldly, and with that, they disappeared.

This was the Bright Clan's territory, and they certainly didn't dare to barge in.

Once they left, the old man relaxed his aura.

"Divine Son, we meet again!"

With his voice, a golden figure tore through the space behind him.

"Just these two idiots, and they dare to come find me? They really don't know what's good for them!"

"A mere Blood Clan, and they think they are worthy?"

The old man sneered disdainfully.

After a round of mocking words, Divine Son Arthur turned his attention back to the task at hand, asking,

"How did the matter I entrusted to you go?"

"Rest assured, Divine Son. It's all been handled. We've set up a formation around the Lanyan Royal School, and it can be activated at any time!"

Although the Bright Clan hadn't made too many moves, they had been preparing quietly over the past few days.

They didn't care about the other forces; the only one they needed to deal with was Gu Lan.

Arthur's face showed a cold smile upon hearing this.

"Good. Have the others prepare as well!"

Within the Lanyan Royal School, while most of the trouble had been resolved, Gu Lan still had some lingering concerns.

His face darkened as he thought deeply. After a while, a serious expression appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhongren stepped forward, confused, and asked,

"Master, do you have something on your mind?"

"You've been here for some time, have there been any changes?"

When Gu Lan asked, Zhongren didn't dare hide anything and quickly explained.

"There have been a few small troubles, but nothing significant."

He was confident that his judgment was correct.

"It's better to be cautious."

Gu Lan spoke in a slightly dark tone, his aura spreading. With a leap, he vanished from the spot.

He appeared high in the void, looking down. His face immediately grew darker.

He had sensed a faint, elusive aura. Although weak, he was able to catch a trace of it.

Zhongren followed and noticed the expression on Gu Lan's face.

Zhongren furrowed his brow, a look of confusion appearing in his eyes.

"Master, have you sensed something?"

"There's a lingering aura. Can you feel it?"

Hearing Gu Lan's words, Zhongren looked in the direction Gu Lan pointed out.

After looking for a while, he shook his head in confusion. He hadn't felt anything unusual.

"No, Master, I don't sense anything."

Gu Lan trusted his own senses, and his expression darkened further. He stepped into the air and flew forward.

He decided to investigate further—better safe than sorry. He didn't want to be caught off guard.

Zhongren was about to follow when Gu Lan stopped him.

"I'll go alone. Stay here."

Gu Lan had his own reasons. If he went alone, he could retreat safely if anything went wrong.

But if Zhongren followed, it would be risky for him.

Zhongren, understanding his master's intent, didn't dare to disobey. He bowed respectfully and stepped back.

Gu Lan continued at a slow pace, frequently scanning his surroundings.

The further he went, the more he felt that the aura was getting closer, and he recognized it vaguely.

"Bright Clan's people, they really have some nerve!"