Chapter 2220 - 2212: Followed

Seeing Huang Xiaolong right at arm’s length, Prince Qian was greatly shocked and terrified. The Coiling Dragon Sword appeared in his hand, and he thrust it toward Huang Xiaolong.

He himself was a Heavenly Monarch Fourth Stage Late Stage expert. With that thrust, sword light blazed in all directions, and a huge Sword Dragon opened its maw and lunged at Huang Xiaolong. Its power was far from weak; at such close range, even many Heavenly Monarch Fifth Stage Late Stage experts would find it hard to dodge.

However, Huang Xiaolong merely raised his hand and flicked casually. The huge Sword Dragon dispersed, and the Coiling Dragon Sword in Prince Qian’s hand flew out of his grip, shot up into the air, and ended up planted upside down in a stone pillar in the distance, humming incessantly.

As for Prince Qian himself, he staggered back again and again, slamming into the stone pillar.

The stone pillar exploded into rubble, and the Coiling Dragon Sword fell down, dropping right past the top of Prince Qian’s head. Prince Qian’s face turned deathly pale with terror.

"Zheng!"

The Coiling Dragon Sword dropped, stabbing into the edge of Prince Qian’s crotch area.

Prince Qian felt his scalp turn cold, the ends of his hair constantly falling down in front of his eyes.

Even though Prince Qian was a Prince of the Jinyuan Kingdom and a Middle Stage Heavenly Monarch Expert, he was still scared into a cold sweat, his whole body trembling, his face completely bloodless.

At this time, Huang Xiaolong casually pointed into the air, and Zhang Haochen to the side was sent flying, tumbling down outside the courtyard.

The Prince Mansion guards all wanted to rush up to make a move, but Huang Xiaolong struck out with a palm in the void, and the thousands of guard experts of the Prince Mansion were all sent flying.

Zhang Wenyue and her maid were utterly stunned on the spot, their pretty faces full of shock.

Huang Xiaolong walked toward Prince Qian, who had fallen sitting on the ground.

"Young Master Huang, don’t!" Zhang Wenyue snapped out of it, reached out to block him, and stood in front of Prince Qian.

Looking at Zhang Wenyue blocking his way, Huang Xiaolong’s originally icy gaze softened quite a bit. "Don’t worry, I won’t kill your father."

Zhang Wenyue was taken aback, then she nodded.

Huang Xiaolong came to stand before Prince Qian and said indifferently, "For Miss Zhang’s sake, I won’t kill you this time. If there’s a next time, I’ll cripple you!"

Feeling the killing intent on Huang Xiaolong’s body, Prince Qian’s heart quivered.

Huang Xiaolong turned his head to look at Zhang Wenyue.

"Young Master Huang, I—" Zhang Wenyue’s eyes were full of fear and guilt; she didn’t know how to speak. Just yesterday she had told Huang Xiaolong, promising that in future her younger brother and Housekeeper Wang and the others would no longer come to disturb Huang Xiaolong, letting Huang Xiaolong stay in the Embroidery Pavilion with peace of mind, but she hadn’t expected something like this to happen after only one day.

This left her at a loss as to how to face Huang Xiaolong.

Seeing Zhang Wenyue’s expression, Huang Xiaolong smiled faintly. "This has nothing to do with you. I don’t blame you." After speaking, he asked Zhang Wenyue for a Token.

Under Zhang Wenyue’s puzzled gaze, Huang Xiaolong said, "In the future, if you encounter any trouble, you can use the Token to contact me!" With that, he turned and left.

Zhang Wenyue stared blankly at Huang Xiaolong’s departing back, watching his figure disappear.

"Commandery Princess!" The maid beside her saw that Huang Xiaolong’s figure had already vanished while Zhang Wenyue still stood there in a daze, and couldn’t help but call out softly.

Only then did Zhang Wenyue come back to herself.

Looking at the open door of the Embroidery Pavilion, for no clear reason, Zhang Wenyue just felt an empty feeling in her heart.

Cough, cough!

Prince Qian forced himself to support his body and stood up.

"Father, are you all right?" Zhang Wenyue hurriedly held Prince Qian up.

Prince Qian shook his head, his expression somewhat dejected. He moved his lips. "Yue’er, I’m sorry. It was your father who wronged you." At this moment, how could he not understand that Huang Xiaolong couldn’t possibly be someone from the Black Demon Sect.

If Huang Xiaolong really were from the Black Demon Sect, and truly had designs on the Qian Prince Mansion, then he could have killed them all just now, then taken the Coiling Dragon Sword and left.

Looking at the departing Huang Xiaolong, Prince Qian suddenly felt a sense of regret.

Given the strength Huang Xiaolong had revealed earlier, he was definitely a High-level Heavenly Monarch, and perhaps even a Heavenly Monarch Tenth Rank. If their Qian Prince Mansion could forge a good relationship with Huang Xiaolong and keep him there, then the Qian Prince Mansion would gain one more High-level Heavenly Monarch or even Heavenly Monarch Tenth Rank expert.

With a High-level Heavenly Monarch or even Heavenly Monarch Tenth Rank expert sitting in town at the Qian Prince Mansion, any petty villains who wanted to set their sights on the Qian Prince Mansion would have to think twice.

"Father, it’s fine." Zhang Wenyue shook her head and comforted him, only, for some reason, her voice was somewhat choked.

...

After leaving the Qian Prince Mansion, Huang Xiaolong didn’t stay in this Qian City either, and directly left Qian City.

In the Hidden Book Academy of the Qian Prince Mansion, Huang Xiaolong had learned that on the border of the Jinyuan Kingdom there was a vast Primitive Forest called the Ice Devouring Forest.

This Ice Devouring Forest not only had countless Spiritual Medicine, but also countless Ice Element Fierce Beasts living in it.

Huang Xiaolong planned to head straight for this Ice Devouring Forest.

With the countless Spiritual Medicine from the Ice Devouring Forest, he could carry out Alchemy. Then his injuries would recover much faster, and at the same time, he could hunt some Ice Element Fierce Beasts and sell them for some money.

However, the Ice Devouring Forest was extremely far from Qian City. At Huang Xiaolong’s current speed, it would take at least half a month to get there.

Since Huang Xiaolong’s strength had not yet recovered, he was unable to summon the Treasure Golden Pig, and could only travel on foot.

"Looks like, once I reach the Ice Devouring Forest, I’ll have to subdue a few Fierce Beasts as mounts." Huang Xiaolong thought to himself.

Also, he didn’t know how Feng Tianyu was doing. Could he successfully pass through the spatial Storm and reach the Holy World?

Although Feng Tianyu was a Half-step Supreme, successfully reaching the Holy World would probably still be iffy. However, he could only wait until he truly took root in this Zhuoyuan Sacred Land before inquiring about Feng Tianyu’s whereabouts.

Right now, Huang Xiaolong was not only dirt poor, he didn’t even have a single subordinate he could command and summon. But Huang Xiaolong knew this couldn’t be rushed; he could only take it one step at a time.

Huang Xiaolong didn’t take the main road either, instead deliberately choosing mountain paths and desolate ridges, since traveling by mountain paths and ridges would save quite a lot of distance.

As time passed, the sky slowly darkened.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and it looked like it was going to pour.

Passing by an abandoned temple on a desolate mountain, Huang Xiaolong looked up at the sky that was about to open in a downpour, hesitated for a moment, then walked into this empty temple.

Upon entering the Great Hall of the temple, he saw that the statue placed there had already broken into two pieces, and the corners of the Great Hall were thick with cobwebs.

Huang Xiaolong waved his hand, and the dust and cobwebs in the Great Hall were swept away by his palm power. He walked to the center of the Great Hall, casually pointed, and a flame fell onto the floor of the Great Hall. This flame seemed to possess Spiritual nature, growing with the wind. In an instant it illuminated the Great Hall brightly, turning the originally cold Great Hall warm.

Huang Xiaolong sat down Cross-legged.

"You four have followed me for so long; you should come out now." After sitting down, Huang Xiaolong said calmly.

All around was utterly silent. A dozen seconds later, four people finally walked in from outside the temple. All four were clad in Black Brocade Robes, covering their bodies extremely tightly, leaving only their ghostly green eyes exposed.

In such a temple, on such a desolate mountain, with the four dressed like this, and with an extremely strong stench of blood emanating from them, it would send chills down anyone’s spine.

Huang Xiaolong’s face, however, remained calm. Ever since he had left Qian City, these four had been following behind him.

After the four appeared, Huang Xiaolong didn’t open his mouth to question them, quietly waiting for the other side to speak.