BTTH : Emperor Yang-Chapter 648: Life Is Like a Play

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"Bastards!" Zhu Kun exploded with rage.

A boundless, overwhelming aura spread faintly, the space instantly quivering and groaning, cracking as if it could not hold. Even a sliver of it leaking out forced Wei Yang and Zi Yan to stagger backward, as if plunged into an ice pit, their bodies chilled to the bone.

"These scum, all of them deserve to die, must die!" 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Zhu Kun’s hatred roared inside him, but beneath it all was a deeper helplessness. If he could break free, those useless people would naturally be no concern, but—

Quickly he noticed Wei Yang and Zi Yan’s discomfort, so he reined in his aura and, apologetically, said, "Sorry, old man just lost control for a moment."

"No problem, understood." Wei Yang shook his head lightly.

Zhu Kun looked at Zi Yan with eyes full of pain and guilt. "My child has suffered."

He had thought that if Zi Yan could return to the Ancient Void Dragon Clan, she would live well and it might at least partially soothe the guilt in his heart. He had not expected that returning to the clan would instead place her in greater danger.

With Zi Yan’s small frame trapped in the very center of the power struggle, it was easy to imagine how precarious her situation was; saying she was walking on thin ice would be an understatement.

With that thought, Zhu Kun raised his right hand, his index finger like a blade, and with a swift motion sliced across his chest. A sharp purple light flashed, tearing open the scales and flesh there and exposing a heart pounding fiercely inside.

Zhu Kun hooked his hand in and pulled out a dragon-shaped purple-gold seal from the heart region.

"My child, this is the Dragon Seal. Together with the clan’s Dragon-Slaying Sword, it symbolizes the Dragon Emperor’s authority and power."

"The Dragon-Slaying Sword cannot be wielded by anyone whose royal bloodline purity and strength are below a certain level. Even I cannot help you with that now."

"However, you can hold this Dragon Seal. With this seal in your possession, the bloodline power from our Ancient Void Dragon Clan will be greatly weakened and diminished. The stronger someone is, the more their strength will be reduced."

"With this Dragon Seal in hand, my child should be safe for the time being. As long as you raise your strength quickly and then wield the Dragon-Slaying Sword, the position of Dragon Emperor will belong only to you."

Zhu Kun’s palm was dripping with blood as he handed over the dragon-shaped seal, his voice gentle. A large wound gaped open on his chest. Though flesh buds were slowly growing and closing the wound, it could not conceal the blood and savagery of the sight.

Zi Yan was shocked by this scene. Her expression was dazed, her gaze blank as she stared at the bloodstained dragon seal. Her emotions were extremely complicated and for a moment she didn’t know what to do.

Wei Yang pressed his lips together and turned his face expressionlessly away. He had almost burst out laughing a moment ago.

Not bad, Brother Kun. Putting on the self-inflicted suffering act, huh.

As a dignified Dragon Emperor and a Nine-Star Dou Sheng, Zhu Kun’s physical body strength needed no explanation. A small wound like that would be nothing more than a shallow scratch, yet he had let it fester for half a minute without healing.

What a show. Also, why not just spit the seal out of his body instead of mutilating himself so dramatically?

Clearly, Brother Kun had really put effort into this. Life’s a play — it’s all about the acting. The effect was very convincing.

Wei Yang glanced covertly at the clueless moved Zi Yan.

This silly girl was moved to tears on the spot.

Judging by now, her resentment must have been reduced quite a lot. Zhu Kun’s face was solemn, his eyes full of fatherly love. However, where Zi Yan could not see, the corner of his eye sneaked a look at Wei Yang that was full of warning and threat.

Wei Yang naturally saw it, and not only saw it but understood.

’Kid, try saying another word and see what happens!’

Wei Yang: .

Old coot. Shameless!

He glanced at the wound that had been dawdling and still hadn’t bothered to heal.

So theatrical!

Of course, Wei Yang wasn’t foolish enough to expose this old coot’s trick. Because he’d die. So, he kept his eyelids half-closed, eyes unfocused, pretending to meditate and go inward. Might as well play along with him for now.

Zi Yan stood there, her little face full of confusion, then turned her head toward Wei Yang with a pleading look. Wei Yang gave her a small nod, his eyes assuring her.

Take it! This is your family’s thing anyway—why wouldn’t you accept it?

Zi Yan turned back to Zhu Kun, bit her lip, and said softly, "I’ll accept the Dragon Seal. In the future, I’ll search for the Tuo She Ancient Jade to help you escape."

"Haha!" Zhu Kun burst out laughing.

He grabbed Zi Yan’s small hand and placed the Dragon Seal into her palm, his voice full of joy. "My child, for you to have such a heart makes your father proud. But you must act within your means—focus on improving your own strength first that is what truly matters."

Holding Zi Yan’s hand and rambling on, Zhu Kun finally exhaled a sigh of relief.

If Zi Yan still hadn’t agreed, he wouldn’t have been able to keep acting much longer. After all, the wound he’d forced to stop healing couldn’t hold out any longer. Zi Yan lowered her head curiously, studying the Dragon Seal in her hand.

As if sensing her gaze, the Dragon Seal shimmered with a faint purple-golden radiance. It seemed to possess its own spirit, flickering as though expressing affection toward Zi Yan and a reluctant farewell toward Zhu Kun.

"My child, put the Dragon Seal away. It will greatly aid your growth," Zhu Kun said, eyes filled with encouragement.

"Okay." Zi Yan nodded.

Purple light flickered from her hand, enveloping the Dragon Seal. Immediately, the Dragon Seal’s purple-golden glow surged, and it began to float upward.

Whoosh—

Then, the seal transformed into a streak of purple-gold light and shot straight into Zi Yan’s heart. The shimmering halo spread outward, gradually wrapping Zi Yan’s small figure completely.

A look of comfort spread across her face. Wrapped in the purple-golden radiance, she felt something indescribably warm and soothing. The Dragon Seal felt as though it had always been part of her body. Once it entered, it resonated instantly with her bloodline.

Zhu Kun looked on with deep satisfaction.

Bestowing the Dragon Seal upon Zi Yan wasn’t only to protect her—it was also because the seal could help her grow rapidly in strength.

Wei Yang, too, smiled at the sight.

After all, wasn’t this the very reason he’d traveled thousands of miles to bring Zi Yan here to find Zhu Kun?

The Dragon Seal!

Even if Zi Yan had gained countless benefits within the Ancient Void Dragon Clan, none could compare to this single seal. At this moment, even Wei Yang couldn’t help but feel a little envious of the girl.

With both the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit and the Dragon Seal... Good heavens, this little girl was about to become scarier than someone cheating the system. In just a few years, this "little rich girl" might turn into a giant powerhouse of her own.

Hm?

Suddenly, a strange change occurred.

A vast, boundless energy burst forth from the Dragon Seal, continuously merging into Zi Yan’s bloodline. Though the energy was immense, it felt surprisingly gentle.

"Ah~" Zi Yan’s little face turned crimson, and her whole body began steaming with white mist. She looked like a freshly boiled lobster, just taken out of the steamer.

"Senior?" Wei Yang looked at Zhu Kun in surprise.

Zhu Kun only smiled, saying nothing.

"Wei Yang... I feel so sleepy..." Zi Yan’s body swayed, her voice drowsy like a drunk, and before she could finish, she collapsed.

Wei Yang reached out to catch her, but Zhu Kun raised his hand lightly. An invisible force supported Zi Yan, gently lowering her to the ground.

Wei Yang crouched beside her to check, finding that she had already fallen unconscious. When he touched her forehead, his hand trembled.

Hot!

Zi Yan’s body temperature was terrifyingly high. An ordinary person would have been instantly burned just by touching her.

Wei Yang turned his head toward Zhu Kun. Zhu Kun frowned and barked, "Boy, what kind of look is that? Do you think this old man would harm his own daughter? And take your hand off her—stop touching randomly!"

His voice was thunderous, his gaze sharp as lightning, radiating unmatched dominance. The cautious, gentle demeanor he’d shown before Zi Yan was nowhere to be seen. This was the true Dragon Emperor—the ruler who once strode across the continent with absolute authority.

His gentleness was reserved for his daughter alone. As for Wei Yang, this little brat who looked suspiciously like he’d abducted his daughter, Zhu Kun had no reason to be pleasant. Wei Yang could only retract his hand awkwardly, forcing a wry smile.

Only then did Zhu Kun nod in satisfaction. "Now then, boy," he said, his tone heavy with intent, "It’s time you and I had a proper talk."

Wei Yang clicked his tongue and stood up.

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