My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty
Chapter 42 Dragon Blood; Who Is the Prey?

The temple fair in Langzhou City ended with the rotation of the guards. The next day, early in the morning, on the southern mountain, where the two had galloped freely on the cliff the day before, Tuoba Mo bid farewell to the black-robed old man with an encouraging expression.

"Dragon Elder, I've already drawn a map of Langzhou City for you overnight. It shouldn't be difficult to replace that kid's home."

"I'll go there and create some disturbances to attract the attention of the Langzhou soldiers. Then, I'll come back and wait for your triumphant return here."

Hearing this, the black-robed old man was deeply moved. Thinking about his pitiful appearance yesterday, he felt a bit embarrassed. He arched his hand and said, "Your Highness is of noble status; it's not right for an old servant to take such risks."

"I'm just a mere mortal; there shouldn't be a need to go through so much trouble. When I go, I will definitely kill that kid and ensure that the news doesn't reach the East Sea!"

Upon hearing this, Tuoba Mo earnestly bowed again, saying, "Yes, absolutely!"

"Then, I'll be off!"

The black-robed man bid farewell respectfully, turned around, and disappeared with a swish of his robe. After waiting for a moment, Tuoba Mo finally let out a sigh of relief. His eyes no longer concealed the disdain.

"A scared old dragon who was frightened by the Dragon Sovereign actually thinks that Great Yu will protect you? What a waste!"

Tuoba Mo spat on the ground, a triumphant smile appearing on his face. He was now like a mud sculpture trying to cross the river, facing difficulties in self-preservation. If he didn't let the black robe divert the attention of the guards, he might replace it challenging to leave Langzhou.

People act in their self-interest; even if Tuoba Mo was reluctant to lose the protection of the king at the pinnacle, this time, he had no choice but to deceive the old dragon into being a scapegoat.

As for Gu Lan... if the old dragon could kill him, that would be great. If he couldn't, he would have to come back and take revenge personally.

With these thoughts, Tuoba Mo picked up some mud from the ground, smeared it on his face, covered himself tightly, and walked down the mountain.

Gu Residence.

In the bedroom, within the red curtains.

Gu Lan woke up leisurely, glanced at the beauty beside him, who still showed a peaceful and sweet sleeping expression. Turning towards him, her rosy lips curled up with satisfaction. Her long eyelashes were like spread wings of a bird, her face carved delicately, and a lingering warmth from the night before still remained in her expression.

Gu Lan covered her with the blanket and got up quietly.

The benefits of breaking through to the Emperor Realm were evident. In the past, after a night of activities, both he and his wife would wake up together. Now, his energy far surpassed his wife's.

Gu Lan thought smugly. After a simple wash, he sat down in the study.

However, this time, he did not directly read to increase his cultivation, as usual. Instead, he took advantage of the morning when no one was around and retrieved the droplet of Saint Stage Dragon Blood from the system space.

If I merge with it, it should bring considerable improvement to my Sun Yang Immortal Body... Gu Lan licked his lips, murmuring instinctively.

Without much hesitation, Gu Lan crossed his legs and began cultivating. At a certain moment, a deep dragon roar echoed around him. Gu Lan clearly felt a bang inside his body, directly advancing from the Emperor Realm's first rank to the second rank!

This was the Emperor Realm! A small realm that was equivalent to a much larger realm beneath the Saint Realm. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a realm per tier...

Apart from himself, there might not be many in this world who could reach this level in the future... Oh, excluding the idiots!

"The blood of the true dragon indeed carries tremendous energy."

Gu Lan was not entirely satisfied. The only regret was that he could feel his Sun Yang Immortal Body being stirred up by the dragon blood but seemed to lack the final push to advance to the next level.

However, Gu Lan was not in a hurry.

Pursuing speed in physique cultivation could backfire and damage the spiritual roots, negatively impacting the future acquisition of Destiny.

He just needed to wait for the next opportunity to make up for this slight deficiency.

Gu Lan collected his thoughts casually, picked up a book, and suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in his perception!

That old dragon again?

Still wearing a black robe. What was he thinking? Didn't Great Yu even spare the money to buy you clothes?

Looking at the direction he was coming from, it seemed like he was coming straight towards him... Well, that saved me the trouble of looking for you. Find your next read at empire

Shaking his head with a light smile, Gu Lan put down the book, a cold light flashing in his eyes. He got up and walked outside.

...

In the early morning, there were not many people in Langzhou City. Therefore, the figure in the black robe did not attract much attention. He easily bypassed the guards and headed towards the path leading to Gu Residence.

Walking on the desolate street in the autumn wind, the black-robed figure moved steadily, as if determined to kill Gu Lan and eliminate any future troubles. As he walked, the black-robed figure suddenly felt that someone was standing ahead.

Calculating the distance, it was not yet Gu Residence. Perplexed, he looked up and saw Gu Lan, dressed in a long gown, smiling at him as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"You..."

For some reason, the black-robed figure felt a bit uneasy seeing Gu Lan again. Subconsciously, he turned his head to look behind, thinking there might be an ambush.

Unexpectedly, Gu Lan calmly spoke, "There's no one else, just the two of us."

The composed tone made the black-robed figure furrow his brows. Clearly, in his eyes, Gu Lan was just an ordinary person without any fluctuations in cultivation, but that inexplicable fear persisted.

Gu Lan looked at him, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "What about the Great Yu prince you serve? Why hasn't he come?"

"Why do you care, kid? You have so many words even at the brink of death!"

The black-robed figure hatedly retorted. In his mind, he comforted himself, thinking that Gu Lan had scared him with the Dragon Sovereign's name last night, causing his current unfounded fear.

This kid was just an ordinary scholar without any cultivation, at most, he knew some taboos from ancient texts. What skills could he possibly have?

Just a pretense! This kid should be just bait. I just need to be cautious of any experts lurking nearby... The black-robed figure's gaze swept over Gu Lan, gradually becoming more convinced of his inner judgment.

However!

In the next moment, a sentence from Gu Lan caused the confidence he had just built to collapse suddenly.

"At this moment, we are in the Maple Valley to the west of the city."

Gu Lan spoke calmly!

The black-robed figure felt a momentary daze, and when he looked again, the street they were on had turned into a maple forest with red leaves scattered everywhere. The falling leaves landed on him, giving him a very tangible feeling that this was not some low-level illusion but a genuine manifestation!

Black-robed figure stiffened, his eyes shifting from shock to horror, staring fixedly at the seemingly harmless scholar in the distance.

When he was young, he had visited the fallen Shuzhou where the Sage died. He had heard of the ability to manifest words with actions.

It was a skill that only scholars of the Immortal Realm and above might cultivate – a genuine immortal-level spell!

To use it to such an extent, even immortal-level might not be enough; at least it had to be Saint-ranked!

The ugly face hidden under the black robe twisted gradually.

"It's impossible! Your bone age is only over twenty years!"

"How could you possess such a secret technique?!"

Gu Lan didn't answer his doubts, nor was it necessary. A monster that fed on human blood like him was to be killed without mercy by everyone.

"Take action, show the last trace of dignity as the last of the Dragon Clan."

"Don't make me look down on you."

Gu Lan nodded at him and extended a hand.

The black-robed figure felt a chill. However, since Gu Lan had no intention of letting him go, he dared not hesitate. With a grit of his teeth, he immediately let out a sharp howl, tearing apart the black robe inch by inch!

Directly revealing a terrifying and hideous true form of a dragon!

The dragon glared angrily and spoke towards Gu Lan,

"Human... you may be strong."

"But if you want to kill me, you will have to pay some price!"

Gu Lan's lips curled up lightly, his eyes composed. In his hand, he held a cold and sharp spear, which he seemed to have grabbed at some point in time.