My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 456 - 457 If Buddha Can’t Save Them, I Will

Chapter 456: Chapter 457 If Buddha Can’t Save Them, I Will

Ye Wudao had just opened his mouth when at that moment, a familiar voice came through; "Old one has seen the Divine Doctor Brother!"

Only to see the Thousand-Faced Poison King actually bowing to the Divine Doctor.

"Seen the Divine Doctor Brother!" Lei Kun and the Life-Snatching Scholar behind him also hurriedly bowed, showing their respect.

The entire venue was astonished!

"Hiss, it is the Divine Doctor, one of the four great Divine Doctors of Dragon Country!"

"So many powerful figures have come today!"

The Divine Doctor smiled and nodded.

Old Ou looked at Ye Wudao, who was next to the Divine Doctor, and asked, "Who is this?"

The Divine Doctor turned his head and discovered that Ye Wudao had already put on a mask, transformed into the appearance of a thin middle-aged man, and couldn’t help but smile, "I forgot to introduce you, this is my disciple, Little Yezi, you haven’t met these seniors yet!"

Ye Wudao snorted coldly, not bothering to respond.

This old thing, the Divine Doctor, was actually taking advantage of himself!

"Hehe, Divine Doctor Brother, your disciple is really of a cold nature!" the gray-haired old woman laughed.

"A great master has a great disciple, understand, understand!" the Life-Snatching Scholar agreed.

"Gentlemen, please!" the Divine Doctor gestured invitingly.

"Divine Doctor Brother, please!" Several people bowed.

Only to see the Divine Doctor swaggering towards the King’s Bridge, with Ye Wudao actually walking alongside him.

"This kid actually dares to walk the King’s Bridge?"

"And even walks side by side with his master, the Divine Doctor. How come this disciple acts bigger than his master?"

"Acting big is useless, if he falls into the river later, his master will have to save him!" Lei Kun and the Life-Snatching Scholar laughed coldly as they walked behind.

However, as Ye Wudao stepped onto the King’s Bridge, nothing untoward happened all the way.

This scene suddenly made Lei Kun and others’ eyes pop!

"How is this possible?"

"This kid is clearly only at the half-step Battle Spirit level, yet he can walk on the King’s Bridge?"

The Thousand-Faced Poison King’s turbid eyes suddenly released a sharp light and said, "This kid is no simple matter, I felt from the first glance that this might not be his true face..."

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Passing through the King’s Bridge, they entered the royal family’s interior.

A vast square was filled with over three hundred thousand Martial Artists, all the Martial Artists in the world gathered here!

Nine gigantic platforms were set up in the square, attracting everyone’s attention.

Just then, an elder in a purple four-clawed python robe came over and laughed, "Welcome all the Martial Artists to my royal family for support, I am Dragon Mountain, representing the royal family, I thank you all for coming!"

"It’s Elder Dragon Mountain!"

"This is a veteran expert of the royal family!"

Many recognized the elder’s identity and returned the gesture.

Dragon Mountain looked over the audience and smiled, "Today we have many distinguished guests, even many old friends of Battle King level who I recognize!"

"Enough, Dragon Mountain, less nonsense, hurry up and bring out your royal family’s holy maiden, my son is here to take his wife home today!" Just at that moment, an arrogant voice sounded.

Everyone turned their heads, only to see an elderly man dressed in an eight-clawed python robe approaching, radiating immense arrogance, disregarding everyone under the heavens.

"Damn, it’s the second top-ranked prince by different surnames of Dragon Country, Lord King Qin!"

"Greetings to Lord King Qin!" Many people spoke respectfully.

Behind King Qin stood a young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, carrying a sword on his back, his lips slightly raised, exuding an inherent pride.

"That must be King Qin’s son, Qin Jian, right?"

"So majestic, truly not a common man!"

Upon seeing King Qin, Dragon Mountain immediately smiled and said, "Lord King Qin, please don’t rush, we need to select the top ten contenders. Our holy maiden will then appear! Someone, please bring a seat for Lord King Qin!"

"Hmph, such a hassle!" King Qin sat down on the chair with an impatient look on his face.

Ye Wudao stared curiously at the eight-clawed python robe worn by King Qin and asked, "Old ghost, Dragon Mountain is wearing a four-clawed python robe, but King Qin is wearing an eight-clawed one, is there a reason for that?"

"Simple, once one’s cultivation reaches the rank of Battle King, one is qualified to wear a python robe! A python robe is a symbol of status. A common first-rank Battle King can wear a one-clawed python robe. The stronger the strength, the more claws on the python robe. You see, Dragon Mountain wears a four-clawed python robe, which means he is a fourth-rank Battle King!"

Pausing for a moment, the Divine Doctor continued, "As for King Qin, hmph, this fellow reached the peak of the eighth-rank Battle King years ago, hence he naturally wears an eight-clawed python robe!"

At this moment, more voices of discontent were heard; "Brother King Qin, don’t be so certain. The royal holy maiden naturally should marry into my Xiao family!"

A burly middle-aged man approached, also wearing a purple eight-clawed python robe.

"Fellow kings, I’ve heard the royal holy maiden is a peerless beauty. My son is known as the handsomest man in the Capital City. A match of both talent and beauty, created by heaven!" A laughing voice came, belonging to a man with a beard.

"Sssh, it’s King Xiao of Dragon Country, ranked third!"

"And there’s also King Lin, ranked fifth!"

"Lord King Liu is here too!"

"Tsk, tsk, never thought we would encounter so many kings in our lifetime!" The hundreds of thousands of Martial Artists on site were extremely excited.

"Someone, bring seats for the several top-ranked princes by different surnames of Dragon Country and all the Battle King-level Martial Artists present!" Dragon Mountain commanded.

Leading them, King Qin smiled and said, "It seems all the top-ranked princes by different surnames are here, except for the first-ranked Queen of Northern Liang who hasn’t come!"

King Xiao laughed in response, "And the youngest, Prince Shi of the North, hasn’t come either!"

"Old Xiao, let that be! That little devil Ye Wudao is just riding on his dead old dad’s luck. Look, he died at his dead old dad’s tomb, didn’t he?" King Qin mocked.

"Haha," the other princes laughed uproariously.

With furrowed brows, King Xiao said, "King Qin, don’t speak like that! Perhaps Prince Shi is just trapped in the Tomb of the North King and is not dead."

"I heard that the royal holy maiden, Su Yueli, was that kid Ye Wudao’s old flame!"

"Maybe that kid might be lurking around here, eavesdropping on our conversation." The other kings laughed.

"Uncles, if that bastard Ye Wudao dares to come here, I will definitely sever his head with one sword!" Qin Jian spoke up, his face cold.

"Brother Qin Jian, you need not lift a finger, let me handle it for you!" King Lin’s son, Lin Feng, laughed.

"All of you stop arguing. If Ye Wudao really isn’t dead and dares to come here, I will absolutely twist off his head and use it as a piss pot!" King Liu’s son, Liu Dao, arrogantly stated.

The princes by different surnames laughed uproariously at his words.

The Divine Doctor sat in his chair with his legs crossed, his gaze fixed on that group, Na Ye laughed and said, "Hey, Little Ye, did you hear that? Those princes by different surnames and their brats are mocking you!"

At the side, Liu Kuangsheng coldly laughed and said, "Daring to mock our young master, they are really weary of living!"

"They’d better pray to Buddha and worship Bodhisattva!" Liu Kuangsheng added.

Ye Wudao’s fingers rested on the hilt of his sword at his waist, his pupils swirling with murderous intent as he spoke softly, "The Buddha cannot save them. I will!"