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Chapter 333 - 334 Ancient Martial Arts Tournament

Chapter 333: Chapter 334 Ancient Martial Arts Tournament

Capital City.

Six Lords!

This represented the supreme authority of Dragon Country, where, according to rumors, the Six Lords conducted their business and handled affairs.

In a mysterious room, several elders sat cross-legged, radiating a mystical aura, almost godlike.

Just at that moment, a voice broke the silence!

"The King’s Emissary has urgent matters, requesting an audience with the Six Lords!"

The elders slowly opened their eyes, revealing inscrutable depths like the vast starry sky.

"Wait outside the door!"

Soon, an elder in purple stood outside the door, uttering with a respectful face, "I am the King’s Emissary, on an order from the Eighth Prince of the royal family, inviting the Six Lords to attend the Ancient Martial Arts Competition!"

"Hmm, got it."

"Then I shall take my leave..." The King’s Emissary retreated respectfully; he never saw the Six Lords from beginning to end.

Inside the room.

"Heh, it’s truly unheard of through the ages, the royal family actually wants us old folks to attend that so-called Ancient Martial Arts Competition!" An elder with a plump figure, like a wealthy landlord, laughed.

"If you want to go, then go, I’m not interested!" A black-cloaked elder with a severed arm was wiping his sword with a cloth, his body exuding an ice-cold aura.

"I’m not interested either!" Another tall elder spoke, built like a tower, with a fierce purple scar in his eyes, striking like thunder and fire.

Just then, an elder wearing a straw hat, resembling an old farmer, approached.

"Jiang Gong, you’ve come at the perfect time!" the elders laughed.

"Oh, I just saw someone from the royal family coming over. What’s the matter?" Jiang Gong asked.

"The royal family has invited us to attend the ceremony. Jiang Gong, could you go on our behalf?" the elders asked.

What?

Jiang Gong was startled, then, pointing at them, laughing and scolding, "You few cultivation addicts enjoy ordering me around!"

"If Jiang Gong doesn’t go, then we should refuse!"

"What Martial Artist competition? It’s nothing more than a farce staged by the royal family!" the elders jeered.

"Hehe, not necessarily this time..." Jiang Gong suddenly said.

"Oh?" The elders looked puzzled.

"I heard that Ye Wudao will be participating!" Jiang Gong said.

"Ye Wudao, the son of the Northern King?"

"This guy is said to be no easy mark!"

"If that’s the case, this Ancient Martial Arts Competition could indeed be interesting. I’d like to see the Northern King’s son in action myself!" The elders’ eyes flashed with anticipation.

However, Jiang Gong said, "Hehe, you all are important people who shoulder the weight of a nation. Let me handle such ceremonial matters."

...

Capital City, Dragon Mountain.

Stretching for eight hundred miles.

This was an extremely mysterious region, where mountains stretched on endlessly, appearing like a dragon from a high vantage point—majestic and commanding.

This place was one of the two dragon veins of Capital City!

And it was one of the two sacred sites in the hearts of all Martial Artists of Dragon Country!

Here lay the hereditary domain of the Dragon Country’s millennia-old royal family, the great nobility!

Countless legends surround the royal family!

Within the royal family, Martial Artists of Kingly rank were as common as dogs, and Martial Artists of War Ancestor rank were aplenty!

There were even old monsters surpassing the War Ancestors, of which the royal family had plenty!

Moreover, they had command over three hundred thousand warriors!

When compared against the world’s nations, the formidable might of the royal family held an overwhelming advantage!

Despite withdrawing from the historical stage after that earth-shattering war thirty years ago, the royal family still maintained various privileges and wielded enormous influence, even the Six Lords of Dragon Country had to yield three points.

Different from the usual quiet and solitude, today, Dragon Mountain bustled with unusual fervor.

Martial families from all over the world came to make their pilgrimage, sending their strongest talents to participate in the competition!

Unlike previous Ancient Martial Arts Competitions.

This edition of the ancient martial arts competition was exceptionally open, as the royal family allowed martial artists from all over Dragon Country to come and attend.

This led to Dragon Mountain being almost impassably surrounded by people, with martial artists from across the nation gathering, and even martial artists from overseas making the long journey!

It was only the first day of the competition, yet several hundred thousand martial artists from home and abroad had come, with a large number still on their way.

At the foot of the mountain.

Ye Wudao, dressed in white, arrived here.

"Phew, I finally made it!" Ye Wudao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ye Wudao!"

"Wudao Brother!" Just then, two pleasant voices called out.

"Guak, two beauties, Lord Crow likes!" The netherworld crow on Ye Wudao’s shoulder had eyes that turned red with excitement.

Ye Wudao turned his head and when he saw it was Xu Yuanyuan and Xia Shiqi, two lovely figures, he was immediately stunned, exclaiming in shock, "My God, you, you guys are here?"

"We heard from the people at Northern King’s Palace that you might come, so we came over to wait for you a few days early!" Xia Shiqi said.

"We thought you wouldn’t show up, we were about to leave!" Xu Yuanyuan said.

Ye Wudao was deeply moved in his heart, knowing that he was still in peoples’ thoughts!

He hurriedly approached the two beauties and embraced them, "Thank you!"

"Ah, Ye Wudao, what are you doing?" Xu Yuanyuan’s pretty face blushed deep red.

"Wudao Brother, there are so many people here!" Xia Shiqi said, looking down with her ears turning a blood red.

"Guak, two beauties, let Lord Crow give you a kiss!" Just at that moment, the netherworld crow on Ye Wudao’s shoulder eagerly flew towards the two women.

"Ah, where did this stinking crow come from?"

"Get lost quickly!" The two women looked at the netherworld crow with faces full of disgust.

But the netherworld crow circled excitedly around the two women.

The women screamed, "Scoundrel crow, help!"

"Keep shouting, the more you do, the more Lord Crow likes it!" The netherworld crow said with a lecherous look.

Bang!

Ye Wudao slapped the crow; "My woman, how dare you touch her?"

The crow returned to Ye Wudao’s shoulder, reluctant to leave.

"Cough, cough, Yuanyuan, Shiqi, sorry for scaring you, this is my pet crow!" Ye Wudao apologized.

"Who says Lord Crow is your pet?" the netherworld crow said, hopping angrily.

"Wow, this crow can talk!"

"That’s so funny!" The two women came up to Ye Wudao to take a close look at the netherworld crow, but to everyone else, it looked as if the two women were clinging to Ye Wudao, which seemed very intimate!

"Oh, who knew little brother would be so popular?" Just then, a voice that was sultry yet tinged with aloofness came through.

Ye Wudao, his eyes bright with excitement, exclaimed, "Big sis!"

A beautiful woman in a purple qipao and high heels approached, exuding a sultry aura—it was Su Mei.

"Guak, a big beauty!" The netherworld crow’s eyes nearly popped out of its head.

"Su Mei Sister!"

"You actually came too!" Xu Yuanyuan and Xia Shiqi eagerly abandoned Ye Wudao and raced towards Su Mei.

"Mm, I heard that the royal family was hosting the ancient martial arts competition, so I came to have a look," Su Mei said with a smile.

"Big sis, long time no see, your little brother has really missed you!" Ye Wudao said with a cheeky grin.

"Hehe, in your sister’s heart, there’s only little brother, but seems like little brother’s heart is quite crowded with little sisters," Su Mei teased.

"Tsk tsk, Ye Leaf, you beast, I thought you had kicked the bucket at Ye’s house, but here you are, chatting up beauties!" At that moment, a familiar voice sounded.

Ye Wudao turned his head to see an elderly man in a tattered Taoist robe approaching.

"Old ghost!" Ye Wudao was incredibly happy, but what made him even happier was still to come.

"Young Master!"

"Greetings to the Young Master!" Soon, Li Hu, Xiong Fei, and over a dozen masters from the Northern King’s Palace came over.

"Everyone’s here, that’s great!" Ye Wudao was deeply touched, all had come in such grand fashion just to wait for him.

The ghostly doctor patted Ye Wudao’s shoulder and said, "During this ancient martial arts family competition, don’t let everyone down!"

Ye Wudao nodded firmly, "I will do my utmost, and will not let everyone’s expectations down!"