Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Chapter 1552: Chapter 1552: Sweeping the Trash

“Someone said the Sacred Master appeared on Boulevard Mountain.” Nelson sat in the Young Family’s crystal hall, resting his chin on his hands, staring directly at Julius Reed. “Boulevard Mountain is known as the orthodox martial arts community. They’re planning to uphold justice, led by the Caldwell Family, and help the Sacred Master reclaim his rightful position.”

“Predictable.” Julius Reed picked up his teacup, showing no signs of surprise.

Based on the information collected by Ghost Seven, one could guess the situation pretty accurately.noveldrama

Though the method seems somewhat clumsy, it is indeed quite effective.

As expected, Boulevard Mountain has already started taking such actions.

Speaking of which, he actually has some connections with Boulevard and the Caldwell Family.

First, he met Merrill Caldwell, then later befriended Demetrius Caldwell in the tomb.

And last night, he blew up Cold Nelson.

Back in the day, he once suppressed Boulevard, forcing hundreds of martial arts families on Boulevard Mountain to submit.

Now, those martial arts families claim to support him?

Absurd!

Irony!

The bustling world, all for personal gain.

“You knew beforehand?” Nelson seemed a bit surprised.

This piece of news was learned by her master while playing cards on Boulevard Mountain.

It should have been top-secret.

Even if leaked, it should be several days later.

She had stayed with the Sacred Master all along and hadn’t seen anyone reporting news.

“First, someone reported to me. Night Fairy Gabriel Abernathy, you know her. Second, I took a stroll with Elaenor Wood at Ghost Seven’s place last night and was able to guess most of it.” Julius Reed tapped the table, and Nelson dutifully poured him a cup of tea.

“I, the saintess of Azure Mountain, pouring tea for you, what an honor. You know you’re outdated.” Nelson pouted, smilingly speaking.

Very happy.

Which woman wouldn’t want to always be with the man she likes?

“Then hurry up and get annoyed with me, so I won’t have to be responsible.” Julius Reed drank his tea.

He didn’t particularly enjoy tea.

But it seemed like there was nothing else to drink besides tea.

Can’t just drink some water, can he?

Water has no taste.

Health is of no consequence to him.

After all, he’s someone who can’t even die.

Julius Reed took out the “Opening Sky Book” from his bosom, flipping directly to the last page.

“Is it you?” Nelson exclaimed.

She’d heard of this book.

But rumor had it that Julius Reed had burned it.

“Did you draw it?” Nelson didn’t know the secrets of the “Opening Sky Book.”

“No,” Julius Reed shook his head.

His memories hadn’t fully recovered.

Yet he still hasn’t recalled any memories regarding this secret-laden book in his hand.

It seems.

He’s viewing the “Opening Sky Book” for the first time as well.

“‘The most perfect immortal, King of Radiance.’

‘Created Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, dominating the world.’

Originally, on the page with only Julius Reed’s image, two lines unexpectedly appeared at some point.

And below these two lines, there’s a blank space.

“Let me see!” Julius Reed picked up the “Opening Sky Book,” a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Last night, when this image appeared, there was no text beneath.

He continued to flip forward!

No change whatsoever.

All preceding pages are just outlines.

The page with the sword of Dazhou Lanya has already appeared and hasn’t vanished.

“This text, logically, should be an introduction. But about me…” Julius Reed flipped to the last page and found another line had appeared on it.

“‘Immortal, lifelong enemy. Heavenly Dao protection, pursuing souls across thousands of miles.’

Julius Reed repeatedly recited this passage.

Heavenly Dao?

What is Heavenly Dao?

The cycle of life and death is Heavenly Dao.

Slam!

He closed the “Opening Sky Book,” seemingly understanding something.

“Are you… okay?” Nelson asked cautiously.

“I’m fine.” Julius Reed shook his head.

The text on the “Opening Sky Book” seems to require certain conditions to trigger the appearance of specific things.

It records many unknown or rather wondrous people, weapons, or animals.

“Regarding the Boulevard Mountain situation, what do you plan to do?” Nelson asked worriedly.

If those loyal to Julius Reed within the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance believe Boulevard Mountain and help outsiders invade Demarco Mount, wouldn’t they be deceived?

Regardless of Julius Reed’s authority or his future return to Demarco Mount, it would only be detrimental, with no benefits.

“Do you think it’s more likely that people believe us now, or that they’d believe the impostor Sacred Master from Boulevard Mountain?” Julius Reed swirled his teacup, chuckling softly, “I guess it’s the latter.”

“Naturally. Boulevard Mountain’s martial arts families, with the Coldwell Family leading, are in the limelight! And you, alone, stuck in this dilapidated Swimming City, who would believe you!” Nelson felt equally helpless.

Julius Reed’s influence is indeed too meager.

There are few who can be used around him.

“So, what do I have to be worried about?” Julius Reed showed no urgency, instead, he seemed a bit anticipative, “Someone helping clear the path for me, isn’t that a good thing?”

“You mean…”

Nelson raised an eyebrow, seemingly thinking of something.

“When he succeeds and gains fame, I’ll kill him with one sword and take his place.” Julius Reed placed his teacup on the table and got up to head outside.

At the doorstep.

Members of the Young Family had already packed up their luggage, reluctantly looking at the place they’d lived in for many years.

“Any movements from Pendleton?”

Julius Reed looked towards Gabriel Young.

A camel, even starved, is bigger than a horse; the Young Family’s spies remain.

They can gather quite a bit of news about Swimming City.

“Pendleton left last night, seems to be preparing for something big. Moreover, word has it that Pendleton has started integrating his forces, eliminating the royal pulse and bead pulse.” Gabriel Young’s injuries have noticeably improved, and she spoke with more strength.

“Very good.” Julius Reed nodded, but his mind lingered on Isabella Warm.

Time, he had given.

If Isabella Warm and Ian Jorden can’t prove their innocence, it would only be due to incompetence.

Hoping that when he returns to Demarco Mount, these two can accomplish what they want to do.

“Where’s the nearest Undead Tribe control zone?” Julius Reed asked again.

“According to your description, departing Swimming City to reach Demarco Mount requires passing through Town. That place is a large city. Last night, the undead have already taken control and convened all martial artists for a meeting.” Elaenor Wood took out her phone and read the message from Zain Ellsworth verbatim.

“Set off, to Town.” As soon as Julius Reed finished speaking, Elaenor Wood added, “Oh, for safety, I brought your wife Quella Radcliffe to Town ahead of time.”

Elaenor Wood glanced at Nelson, then Gabriel Young, and finally Merrill Caldwell, with a smirk playing at the corner of her lips.

“Enjoy yourself.”

…

Meanwhile!

Demarco Mount.

In front of a palace-like abandoned toilet!

An elderly man was fiddling with his phone.

No matter how he tried, he couldn’t figure it out.

Not far away, two Grandmasters sneaked closer.

Seeing no one around, they whispered to each other.

They were Devlin’s insiders, instructed to check out the area where ‘The Emperor’ was held.

Unexpectedly, a place long deserted had someone appear.

“Mr. River.” One of them walked up to the elder with a grin, “Still checking the toilet? Weren’t you overseeing the new toilet? Why does this toilet, abandoned for hundreds of years, need attention?”

Nobody knew the elder’s name, only that he cleaned toilets.

He was surnamed River.

Had cleaned toilets for many years.

“Oh, it’s Celestial River. Can you help me figure out how this phone works? How do I make a call?” The elderly man shakily handed the phone to Grandmaster Celestial River.

“Haha, input the number, press this.” Celestial River exchanged a glance with the other, his eyes gleaming coldly!

Just unfortunate for the old man!

He signaled with his eyes, and the other Grandmaster instantly struck!

Boom!

The shivering old man suddenly flung his broom backward!

Thunk!

Before the Grandmaster could comprehend, the broom pierced through his heart.

“You…”

Crack!

Grandmaster Celestial River didn’t get a chance to finish his sentence as the elder’s broom directly smashed down!

Blood, flesh, and bones intermingled!

Beep.

The old man pressed the dial button.

“Hello?” Julius Reed’s voice came from inside.

“Cold Nelson accepted the gift from the Undead Tribe, has already wiped out the true king of the Military Department, monopolizing power.” After speaking, the elder hung up.

Gazing at the corpses of Celestial River and his companion, the elder swung his broom!

Sweeping them straight into the toilet.

Trash!