Dragon's Origin

“Of course, we listen to the Duke.” Old Butler replied with a smile, without the slightest hesitation.

“What if he doesn’t listen?” Wang Sheng was always one to say the unpleasant things first, so how could he not bring it up at this moment? He directly countered, “Who can sanction him?”

An epic-level master, and one who had already reached that level several years ago, would be an invincible existence among a group of legendary masters. The question Wang Sheng asked about who to listen to was actually an unsolvable contradiction.

Logically, the one with the highest cultivation should be listened to during external operations. This world operates by the rules of the strong dominating and the weak obediently following orders. Unless you can make others completely submit, this is the only way.

Back in the Thousand Absolutes Land, Wang Sheng's word was law because anyone who didn't listen died. Wang Sheng's words were the golden rule there; who would dare disobey?

But things are different now. The survival experience in the Thousand Absolutes Land has been mostly figured out, and people can move freely in and out of it even without Wang Sheng. The most obvious example is Long-Legged Ah Qi, a mere sixth-level assassin who is almost the only one who can keep up with Wang Sheng's pace in the Thousand Absolutes Land.

Uncle Li's cultivation is overwhelming, and he has no rivals in the Thousand Absolutes Land. Even the man-eating ant army would probably be helpless against an epic-level master like him. As long as Uncle Li uses his spiritual energy to repel them, no ant could get close.

No one can suppress Uncle Li, so who exactly does this team listen to? In name, it's Wang Sheng, but if Wang Sheng has no means of sanction, wouldn't Uncle Li have the final say?

“Uncle Li swore a poisonous oath to serve the City Lord for a hundred years.” Old Butler replied with a smile, “The term is still in effect. If the City Lord gives an order, Uncle Li wouldn’t dare disobey.”

“A poisonous oath?” Wang Sheng knew that Uncle Li must have some connection with Worry-Free City, but he didn't believe that a mere poisonous oath could make Uncle Li obediently listen for a hundred years. However, he couldn't possibly refute Old Butler's face, so Wang Sheng just smiled and asked, “What if I order Uncle Li to his death?”

Old Butler was momentarily at a loss for words. It was one thing to order Uncle Li to do things, but quite another to order him to his death. No matter how effective the poisonous oath, who could guarantee that Uncle Li would still abide by his promise when life and death were at stake? Old Butler had personally witnessed Uncle Li's temper; he was not one to take life lightly and value promises.

“Why would it come to that?” Old Butler could only force a smile. What else could he do?

“It’s not that I’m being ruthless.” Wang Sheng stood up, walked over to Old Butler, and sat down beside him. He casually took out two wine cups, filled them for the butler, raised his cup for a toast, and then said, “I was just discussing with Miss Song that the first step inside is to break open a large formation.”

“This is important. Breaking the formation requires a master, and Uncle Li is perfect for the job, isn’t he?” The butler took a drink, feeling a little better, especially since Wang Sheng came over to explain to him, and even did so in front of Miss Song, giving him plenty of face. The butler was quite pleased.

“To break the formation, the first thing is to kill eighty-one super-grade demon beasts.” Wang Sheng said to Old Butler with a smile, “And it has to be done simultaneously, otherwise, if the formation loses its balance, the sixteen super-grade demon beasts inside might be stimulated to increase their cultivation by two levels. Old Butler, at this critical moment, with a single order, the masters from all the great families would probably rush forward without regard for their lives. Uncle Li's cultivation is so high, will he go then?”

Old Butler instantly understood. In this situation, it would be impossible to avoid casualties. Even with numerical superiority, there would inevitably be a price to pay. In a chaotic battle, it would probably depend on luck. Uncle Li himself had been to the core of the Thousand Absolutes Land to observe those super-grade demon beasts, and even he wouldn't dare say he could definitely win.

Everyone is risking their lives to do things, so will Uncle Li obey Wang Sheng's orders at that time? It's not that Wang Sheng sincerely wants Uncle Li to die, but if you want to join in, if you want the secrets of the core of the Thousand Absolutes Land, you have to pay the price. Try asking for a share without contributing, and see if the great families will agree.

To put it bluntly, when others are risking their lives, what guarantee can Worry-Free City offer that Uncle Li will do the same? It's that simple.

“Old Butler, if we solve this problem, Worry-Free City can join at any time.” Wang Sheng didn't speak empty words to Old Butler, “However, it can only be before we take action. Miss this opportunity, and it will be gone.”

Of course, the butler understood this. He cupped his fist at Wang Sheng without a word, apologized to Song Yan, and left in a hurry to discuss it with the City Lord. Such a big matter probably required the City Lord's approval.

“Worry-Free City really has an epic-level master?” As soon as Old Butler left, Song Yan's expression changed, and she asked Wang Sheng. At this time, an epic-level master was almost like a nuclear deterrent.

“They’ve had one for several years.” Wang Sheng unhesitatingly revealed Uncle Li's details to Song Yan, “That Uncle Li is a master who guards the Worry-Free City's secret manuals. He stays underground for a long time, and outsiders have never seen him. That guy didn't like me, deliberately made things difficult for me, and I taught him a lesson. He's hated me ever since.”

“You’re resented by an epic-level master?” Even though Song Yan knew about many miracles on Wang Sheng, she couldn't help but be curious. Forgetting about other worries, she wanted to hear this gossip first. “What happened? Tell me!”

Wang Sheng wasn't afraid to tell Song Yan, as it wasn't embarrassing for him. He very readily told the story of what happened back then.

When she heard Wang Sheng smack Uncle Li with the secret manual scrolls, while loudly scolding him, “Do you fucking know the rules too?” Song Yan couldn't help but have a gleam in her eyes. Even the two maids and two female guards were stunned.

“You, a mere seventh or eighth level junior, actually dared to provoke an epic-level master?” Song Yan almost couldn't help but admire him. The man she had her eye on was indeed extraordinary.

“I dared to provoke your eight great families when I was just a nobody.” Wang Sheng curled his lips unhappily.

Huff, Song Yan's body rushed into Wang Sheng's arms again, her jade arms quickly wrapped around Wang Sheng's neck, and a fragrant kiss was sent over.

The two maids and two guards looked at each other again, revealing a helpless look, and then tacitly divided into two teams. Two went to the front door to close all the doors, and two went to the door leading to the back hall to close the back doors as well.

However, the four women did not retreat this time, but obediently stood at the four corners of the front and back doors, quietly waiting, their faces flushed as they listened and watched.