Dragon Tamer-Chapter 890 - 894 The Unlucky Guy Flaunting

Chapter 890: Chapter 894: The Unlucky Guy Flaunting

Chapter 890 -894: The Unlucky Guy Flaunting

In cultivation within the Seven-colored divine soil, the Nuwa Dragon, the Moon Honoring, Star Responding White Dragon, and the Yama Dragon all advanced a rank, reaching the upper tier of the Divine Dragon General level, which bolstered Zhu Minglang’s confidence.

Moreover, with ample funds at hand, Zhu Minglang could continue to collect various types of Soul Beads. Utilizing the Spiritual Energy Water Wheel technique of the Building Dragon Sect, he could nurture another Divine Dragon General.

Considering the development of the various dragons, it seemed appropriate for the Azure Phoenix Dragon and the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon to be elevated to the Divine Dragon General level.

“Superior Immortal, Superior Immortal, someone just walked past you and seemed to have taken something with them,” the White Marsh Crow suddenly flew over from the eaves and landed on the railing beside Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang turned his head and glanced at the ordinary man who was walking naturally on the stepped street.

Zhu Minglang indeed felt a slight strangeness just now. He immediately checked his Qiankun Bracelet and discovered that the blue-green bronze key he had placed inside was gone!

“A thief?” Zhu Minglang was somewhat surprised.

For a god with powerful Divine Sense, it was nearly impossible for anything to be stolen from him unless the other party possessed a divine skill to steal belongings, and could directly reach into others’ spatial instruments!

“Keep an eye on him,” Zhu Minglang said to the White Marsh Crow.

The Crow Immortal had countless incarnations and Little Demons. With just a slight call, the crows nesting in the forest of Xuange Country Capital would be influenced by it, transforming into standard White Marsh Crows.

To monitor someone was too simple for the White Marsh Crow. It could always appear within the blind spot of the target’s line of sight, observe without being detected, or even appear at a visible but unreachable distance, tormenting the target with those “God of Death eyes.”

Now, Xuange Country Capital could be described as a gathering of gods, with representatives from the Seven God Territories, including non-True Gods who wished to understand important information about the North Dipper Divine Area, all flocking to Xuange Country Capital, making it unprecedentedly lively.

Anyone who could steal from him was definitely not ordinary.

If it had been before, Zhu Minglang would have immediately rushed to capture the culprit, then cut off the tendons of his limbs as punishment. But with the White Marsh Crow monitoring, Zhu Minglang was in no rush.

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Right now, he was more interested in seeing how the Flaunting God would become unlucky.

“Superior Immortal, what are you doing?” The White Marsh Crow asked in confusion when it saw Zhu Minglang climbing up the eaves.

“If I don’t get to a high place, how will I know if your bad luck spell has taken effect?” Zhu Minglang responded.

“Superior Immortal, there’s no need, really. You should find a massage parlor with maidens and let a skilled maiden ease the fatigue from your body. I can share with you the sight through the God of Death eyes,” the White Marsh Crow said.

As it spoke those words, the God of Death eyes of the White Marsh Crow suddenly flashed, casting an evil red light into Zhu Minglang’s pupils. He only felt a surreal redness before him, and after a short while, countless miniature illusions appeared like a mirage on the air wall in front of him…

“That over there is the thief from before. There are a total of seven Little Crows keeping an eye on him. Even if one accidentally loses sight of him, the others will quickly locate him.”

“You want to watch the Flaunting God. Since he is a True God, we can’t have too many Little Crows lingering nearby, which would easily alert his Divine Sense. There’s only one of my incarnations, perched on that big camphor tree, watching the area of the tavern where they are.”

The White Marsh Crow began to boast about its capabilities, clearly proud of itself.

Zhu Minglang was pleasantly surprised. He had noticed something special about the eyes of the Crow Immortal from the beginning and had not anticipated such a capability. It was perfect— if there were enough White Marsh Crows deployed around Xuange Country Capital, couldn’t he monitor the entire place and observe the movements of all the gods? From the secret dealings of True Gods down to the private tea parties of goddesses—nothing would be hidden from him!

This crow, well worth subduing!

Although it might reduce his lifespan a bit, Zhu Minglang now had a long life ahead of him.

“Ahem, why are your Little Crows patrolling even the women’s hot spring baths?” Zhu Minglang saw a not suitable for children scene through these surveillance eyes, and the sight confirmed once again that this Deadly Crow was no decent bird!

“Purely a hobby, purely a hobby, hehe.”

“…” Zhu Minglang was speechless.

Deadly Crow, rather honest!

“I am a True God, the god Fu Chen, God of Sky Inspection, with my righteousness intact. Since you’re mixing with me, from now on, don’t do anything that diminishes your moral integrity, understood!” Zhu Minglang said seriously.

“Superior Immortal’s instruction is noted, Superior Immortal’s instruction is noted… But, the Little Crows that have been nesting in Xuange Country Capital’s forest for years have told me that not long ago, Xuange God was repeatedly spied on by some bold thief. Who knows if that thief will be struck by lightning,” the Crow Immortal said with a mischievous laugh, like a wild duck who’d sound terribly unpleasant during your midday nap!

Zhu Minglang’s face darkened.

This Deadly Crow seemed able to see the little sins inside people’s hearts.

When faced with such, Zhu Minglang didn’t bother to argue with the Crow Immortal. He simply snapped his fingers, and suddenly, a thunderbolt came out of the clear blue, striking the old tree where the Crow Immortal stood, reducing it to charred ash.

“Wow!! Wow!! Wow!!!” The Crow Immortal flew off in panic, laughing apologetically from a distance.

“Switch to the Flaunting God’s image,” Zhu Minglang commanded.

“Understood!”

…

Zhu Minglang actually found a massage parlor, but he had chosen to receive treatment from a blind masseur.

Like the kind of skilled young woman at a flower house that the crow mentioned, Zhu Minglang never frequented such places, never been, didn’t know where they were, and even if he knew, he would resolutely not go.

However, when a fairly pretty blind woman walked out from behind the screen, Zhu Minglang’s face showed a hint of strangeness, and not far away, the crow perched on a branch outside the window let out a cheap laugh.

Zhu Minglang paid no mind to the cheap crow, focusing intently on the Flaunting God.

Zhu Minglang was not only interested in seeing the downfall of the Flaunting God, but he also wanted to understand the Flaunting God’s habits, abilities, and behavior.

After all, being a God-lord Level existence, Zhu Minglang couldn’t afford to act rashly. Ming Meng had been troubled by a Heart Demon and his strength greatly reduced, which was why Zhu Minglang managed to take him down; but the Flaunting God was different, he was truly a God principal.

…

Downstairs in the wine tavern, an old man was soaking his feet in medicinal wine in the backyard. He appeared to be the tavern’s old chef, but having grown old and developing rheumatism, he had to rely on soaking in medicinal wine daily to alleviate his pain.

“Old Fan, do we still have Agarwood Wine? Some distinguished guests have arrived, and they insist on having century-old Agarwood Wine, specifically asking for the dishes you cook,” the tavern owner approached and inquired of Old Fan.

“Yes, yes, I’ll get it ready and put it in a jade jar,” replied Old Fan.

With distinguished guests arriving, Old Fan could no longer leisurely soak his feet in medicinal wine.

But the wine had only been used for a short while and it seemed a pity to discard it now, so Old Fan thought about it, grabbed an old jar, poured the half-used medicinal wine into it to store for later, and planned to continue his treatment after he got busier.

Once he had put on his shoes and socks, Old Fan entered the kitchen and began to prepare the dishes.

Not long after, a hurried waiter ran down, grumbling as he came: “What’s with their temper? Is being a little late such a big deal? They’ve been told that the wine is being prepared. Old Fan, Old Fan, where’s the wine? Is it this jar?”

“Ah? Yes, yes, take it up,” Old Fan, somewhat hard of hearing and busy with his cooking, didn’t have time to turn around to check.

The waiter lifted the old jar and headed towards the higher floor of the tavern.

Being a century-old Agarwood Wine, it naturally had to be presented in an old jar that looked aged, so the waiter didn’t think anything of it.

Unfortunately, this scene was witnessed by Zhu Minglang, and when the waiter took the old jar to the room of the Flaunting God, Zhu Minglang became completely absorbed and on edge.

It was unclear what type of god the Flaunting God was.

Nor did he know whether the god would notice this inadvertent mix-up.

If it were Knowledge Saint Honor, Xuange God…

They would surely notice such a small accident. Even if the wine were presented directly to them, they would definitely not taste a single sip.

But the Flaunting God did not seem to have that kind of discernment.

What’s more crucial, the Flaunting God also appeared not to be a connoisseur of wine. When he lifted the lid and smelled the pungent odor, his face actually revealed a smile of feigned understanding and he complimented the host, “Truly worthy of century-old Agarwood, such a uniquely fragrant aroma, intoxicating without even tasting!”

Pang Wolf stood by, took a whiff of the wine aroma, and furrowed his brow slightly. But hearing the Flaunting God speak in such a manner, he naturally didn’t dare to say anything and eagerly agreed, “Indeed, such a long time I’ve never smelled such wine fragrance in other places, it’s extremely potent!”

“Come, come, today shall be the day of our newfound friendship, let’s all drink this cup!” The Flaunting God raised his cup, and to show his hosting sincerity, he tilted his head back and downed the foot-soaking medicinal wine in one go!

Zhu Minglang, upon seeing this, nearly spat out the tea he was about to drink onto the chest of the blind woman.

“Sir, is there something wrong with my massage?” the blind woman carefully asked.

“No, no, keep going. It’s just that I remembered something too joyful and couldn’t help wanting to laugh,” Zhu Minglang’s face was already full of smiles.

“Oh oh…” The blind woman mainly couldn’t see, otherwise, if she saw Zhu Minglang’s odd expression, she would surely think he had some other intention; after all, their business here was strictly professional!

Zhu Minglang continued to monitor the Flaunting God.

The Flaunting God seemed to be receiving people from the Tian Ji Divine Area.

That god looked elegant and majestic with a dash of cinnabar on his forehead, like a handsome Immortal’s hero. Yet, he kept drinking the foot-soaking wine, gulp after gulp; each sip gave him a slight urge to vomit, but he refrained from doing so in front of the generously hosting Flaunting God.

This hero from the Tian Ji Immortal’s House managed a smile outwardly while inwardly grimacing.

This wine was truly awful; harsh on the throat, offensively aromatic to the nose, and unsettling to the stomach.