Reborn as a Snake: Forging a Demon Court Starting from a Black Python

Chapter 119 Impossible

Ao Jia's voice was so loud that it shook the entire Dragon Palace slightly.

Ao Guang and Fu Shi, both possessing great magical power, were not affected in any way, only frowning in displeasure.

However, all the palace maids in the hall turned pale, lost their human form, and revealed their true forms: a group of colorful little fish.

Seeing this, Ao Guang became even more displeased and lost all interest. He abruptly waved his hand, ordering the group of small fish to retreat.

Then he asked Ao Jia, "What terrible thing has happened?"

"You little rascal, always so jumpy! Did one of your river gods get into trouble again, or was he killed by some monster?"

Ao Guang was dissatisfied and spoke very rudely, even starting to pick a fight.

Upon hearing this, Ao Jia felt a surge of anger. "Hmph, that old codger never shows this kind of expression when he talks to my third brother!"

But soon, Ao Jia remembered something, suppressed his anger, and forced a mournful face.

"Father, I'm not lying to you, something terrible has really happened!"

"When my third brother heard about Lin Xuan's whereabouts, he went to cause trouble for Lin Xuan, and then... and then..."

Ao Jia deliberately kept everyone in suspense, speaking hesitantly.

Sure enough, Ao Guang's attention was drawn to his words. He leaned forward and asked:

"What happened in the end?"

Ao Jia squeezed out two tears: "In the end, he was actually killed by Lin Xuan!"

"And not only were they killed, but Lin Xuan even devoured their corpses!"

Upon hearing these words, Ao Guang was momentarily stunned and thought he had misheard. He stared at Ao Jia without saying a word.

Still carrying the stone, the old tortoise was the first to come to its senses and shook its head vigorously.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"How could the Third Prince, so powerful and of true dragon blood, be killed by a mere dragon?"

"Your Highness, you're not joking, are you?"

Although Fu Shi said that, he was actually quite unsure of himself.

He knew that although Crown Prince Ao Jia was unreliable as a dragon, he was not crazy.

The killing of the Third Prince by Lin Xuan was a matter of great importance, and Ao Jia dared not speak recklessly without solid evidence.

The stone bearer simply refused to believe it.

"The Third Prince's trip was clearly intended to use this opportunity to unify the East Sea, so how could he have died at Lin Xuan's hands?"

"How is this possible? How can this be!"

Fu Shi's face suddenly darkened, and he continued, "Crown Prince, you must provide evidence for your words!"

Ao Jia sensed the anger in Fu Shi's words and almost burst out laughing inside.

In the past, he had always disliked Fushi, feeling that the old tortoise had caused him a lot of trouble by staying by his third brother's side.

Now that his third brother is dead, the old tortoise's inability to believe reality makes him overjoyed.

Ao Jia suppressed his laughter, his face filled with bitterness. He shook his head heavily, as if he truly regarded Ao Bing as a younger brother, and said sadly:

"How could I joke about something like this? I witnessed it with my own eyes, and not only me, but many dragons from the East Sea also saw it..."

"Ao Jia! You say you saw it with your own eyes?" Dragon King Ao Guang interrupted sharply, his eyes blazing with fire, and he also revealed some of his true form.

With Ao Guang's magical power, he was perfectly capable of transforming into a perfect human form and did not need to retain any dragon characteristics.

When facing other deities, he would still retain his dragon horns and whiskers to highlight his status.

But when you're alone, you don't have to be so particular.

He was both surprised and furious, and the dragon whiskers at the corners of his mouth peeked out and curled up high.

"Since you were nearby, why did you just stand by and watch the third brother be killed? You deserve to die!"

Ao Guang slammed his fist on the table, shattering it.

This table is also a magical artifact, crafted from celestial wood, making it exceptionally valuable and extremely sturdy.

But faced with Ao Guang's anger, he couldn't even hold on for a moment.

Wood chips flew everywhere, and many of them hit Ao Jia, causing him pain.

Ao Jia felt pain in his body but was secretly pleased, though his face still wore that pained expression.

"Father, you are right. I do deserve to die. I was indeed afraid at the time and did not dare to make a move."

Although Ao Jia bowed his head and admitted his mistake, he left something unsaid.

Dragon King Ao Guang indeed discovered this and pressed, "What are you afraid of? Is that Lin Xuanzhen really that powerful?"

Ao Jia sighed, a look of reminiscence on his face, and after a long while, he spoke again:

"Father, Lin Xuan isn't just scary, he's... unfathomable!"

He recounted the events that had occurred not long ago in detail, without embellishing them.

Ao Jia knew very well that his father would not listen to his side of the story and would definitely find other dragon kings who witnessed the incident to question them carefully.

If I say anything even slightly wrong, it will cause problems later.

However, he didn't need to say anything more, as Lin Xuan's behavior at the time was already quite outrageous.

After hearing Ao Jia's words, Ao Guang's anger subsided slightly, and he asked:

"Is what you said true? That Lin Xuan's strength fluctuates wildly, his true strength is unknown, and he even used an unknown supernatural power to swallow the third brother's corpse in one gulp?"

Ao Jia felt relieved upon hearing this, knowing that his father believed him, and nodded:

"I dare not lie. If Father does not believe me, he can have the other dragons confront me!"

"Confrontation? Hmph!" Upon hearing this familiar word, Ao Guang immediately thought of Ao Bing, and his heart ached as if it were bleeding.

Of all the princes, he liked Ao Bing the most, regarding him as the future hope of the dragon clan.

Not only did they send their strongest general, the Turtle Prime Minister, to protect him, but they also bestowed upon him many elixirs and herbs to help Ao Bing cultivate.

But who could have imagined that their dragon clan's rising star would be killed and eaten by Lin Xuan?

"Guards!" Ao Guang suddenly stood up and summoned his men.

Tell them to go out and find people, and summon all the Dragon Kings who were watching the battle.

He still didn't quite believe Ao Jia's explanation.

Ao Jia remained calm and composed, taking two steps back, lowering his head, and waiting quietly.

Anyway, he didn't lie at all; he just added some of his own guesses.

These speculations are not unreasonable. Among the Dragon Kings who were watching at the time were several powerful old dragons, who would have confirmed their guesses.

As time went by, one dragon king after another was brought into the East Sea Dragon Palace.

As Ao Jia had guessed, the Dragon Kings' stories were largely the same as his, with only minor differences in details.

Those powerful old dragons also expressed the same guess, all feeling that Lin Xuan was extraordinary and had a remarkable background.

"Your Majesty, I believe Lin Xuan is hiding a tremendous secret. I'm afraid our East Sea is no match for him," an old dragon said cautiously.

Ao Guang had already accepted reality, his heart was ashen, and he sat slumped on the dragon throne, one hand supporting his chin, his head hanging low.

Upon hearing this, he asked dryly, "Why do you say that?"

"Lin Xuan had to fight the third brother for a long time with only one helper before finally defeating him, which shows that his strength is not too great."

"Even if they possess some strange supernatural abilities, they are no match for me."

"If all else fails, I'll bring more men with me; we can still capture him!"

Upon hearing this, the old dragon smiled bitterly to himself, realizing that his East Sea Dragon King was truly enraged.

Given the Dragon King of the East Sea's usual character, he would never have said such a thing. He would have simply gone along with it and continued on his own.

The old dragon hesitated for a moment, then continued, "Your Majesty, you mustn't think that way!"

"In my opinion, Lin Xuan might have some powerful figure behind him. If we rashly go to cause trouble for Lin Xuan, wouldn't we be inviting trouble and angering that powerful figure? Wouldn't that be like playing with fire?"

Ao Guang raised his head, his eyes cold and his face expressionless:

"Playing with fire? Do you think the Dragon Clan of the East Sea is afraid of fire?"

Seeing that Ao Guang's words were becoming increasingly outrageous, the old dragon was completely speechless. He looked up at the stone, his meaning clear.

You are the Dragon King's most trusted turtle prime minister, you must persuade him!

At this moment, Fu Shi also managed to regain his composure. Ao Bing was already dead, and no matter how much he had thought highly of this Third Prince before, it was all just a passing cloud.

The most urgent task right now is to deal with Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan likely does have a powerful background and harbors great hostility towards the East Sea Dragon Clan, having repeatedly killed and devoured them.

If we don't find a solution soon, how many more dragons will this guy devour?

Even if his devouring speed is limited, over time, all the little dragon kings in the East Sea will surely become disloyal.

Fu Shi took a deep breath, walked up to Ao Guang, and bowed with his hands clasped in greeting:

"Your Majesty, Old Dragon is right. We really shouldn't attack Lin Xuan directly."

"In my humble opinion, it would be better to go to the Heavenly Court, report the injustice to the Jade Emperor, and ask him to lend a helping hand."

"Furthermore, I've also inquired about it. The kid who joined forces with Lin Xuan is the son of the General of Qiantang Pass in the Great Shang Dynasty."

"This matter involves the king's ministers, and it is indeed not appropriate for us sea creatures to handle it on our own."

Upon hearing Fu Shi mention Nezha's identity, Ao Guang finally regained some of his composure.

The Shang Dynasty was the most powerful nation in the world, possessing immense fortune.

Nezha is the son of the general of the Shang Dynasty. If he were to rashly attack their door, the Heavenly Court would surely hold him accountable afterward.

Don't make a big mistake before you even get revenge!

Ao Guang took a deep breath and it took him a long time to calm down.

"Your words make sense! Very well, I will spare Lin Xuan's life for now and report to the Jade Emperor!"

"Hmph, I refuse to believe that the Jade Emperor would protect Lin Xuan and that Nezha!"

Ao Guang slammed his fist on the table and summoned his men, intending to go to the Heavenly Court to file a complaint with the Emperor.

At this time, Lin Xuan returned to Chentang Pass, set up a stall, and began treating people.

His business is doing very well today.

Although Lin Xuan intervened and withstood the waves in yesterday's battle, Chen Tang Pass was still affected.

Some people in the city were either frightened and upset, or they accidentally injured themselves while running away.

They didn't care about the past. They sat down at Lin Xuan's stall, had Lin Xuan prescribe medicine, and discussed what happened yesterday.

Their conversation was filled with reverence for that dragon.

"I've heard that there's a divine dragon on the other side of the Qiantang River that protects the land and its people."

"Could that dragon we saw yesterday be that one?"

An old man was talking eloquently.

A young man next to him immediately nodded.

"I had the same thought! When I was in Hangzhou on business not long ago, I passed by a Dragon King Temple, and the Dragon King enshrined there looked just like the dragon I saw yesterday!"

"Let me think, that Dragon King's name seems to be something like Black Water Lord..."

Lin Xuan listened silently, wanting to laugh to himself.

He was just trying to level up by killing monsters on the Qiantang River, never expecting such a turn of events.

Those people believed in themselves, even gave themselves a name, and truly worshipped him as the Dragon King.