Chapter 0870 Disciples of the Dragon Gate

Chapter 0870: Dragon Gate Members

Long Cangsheng was quite discouraged. After Qin Yun finished his part of the work, he handed over the beast hide to him, but Long Cangsheng still hadn’t mastered the Yang Pattern.

Even though Qin Yun possessed extraordinary comprehension and extensive experience in various fields, it still took him an entire day to carve a single beast hide.

He only rested for a two-hour period each day!

"Still too slow for me!" Qin Yun sighed and shook his head.

"You think this is slow? If it were me, completing this part would take at least three to five days!" Long Cangsheng laughed with a wry smile. "I haven’t even started my own work yet!"

Qin Yun chuckled. "Elder, take your time! I’ve studied that Flag Formation for a long time, so I can work quickly. It’s just that the Beast-Taming Yang Pattern is too complex—I couldn't bring myself to study it at first glance!"

Long Cangsheng nodded with a smile. "The Beast-Taming Yang Pattern is indeed very intricate, and it’s beyond your current strength to carve it."

The Beast-Taming Yang Pattern looked like a complex network of lines drawn on paper. Without sufficient experience in Yang Patterns, it was impossible to grasp it immediately.

Thus, Qin Yun spent over thirty days in the underground workshop, completing his portion of the Flag Formation.

Long Cangsheng finally began carving the Yang Patterns, though his progress was much slower. It took him two or three days to complete a single set of Beast-Taming Yang Patterns.

This was something that couldn’t be rushed.

After finishing his part, Qin Yun left the basement.

As he emerged, he saw Long Yucang sitting in the hall, his face battered and bruised.

"Brother, what happened? Who hit you?" Qin Yun quickly asked. "Where’s Xian Rujing?"

"It was those fellows from the Mystic Realm Dragon Gate! They beat me up and took Xian Rujing away!" Long Yucang shouted angrily.

"They took Rujing?" Qin Yun’s expression flared with anger. He considered Xian Rujing a friend.

"Doesn’t the Dragon King Manor forbid private fights? Where did they attack you?" Qin Yun took out some medicinal ointment and applied it to Long Yucang’s wounds.

Long Yucang replied, "At the combat arena! There are fights there every day... They taunted me into it, so I went up to fight them and lost..."

Qin Yun hadn’t expected Long Yucang to be so weak—he got thoroughly beaten the moment he stepped onto the stage.

"Where did they take Rujing?" Qin Yun wasn’t overly worried about Xian Rujing.

"They took her to the Imperial Dragon Court, a Guest Palace. Those Mystic Realm Dragon Gate fellows are staying there!" Long Yucang said.

"I’m going there now!" Qin Yun declared.

...

After getting directions from Long Yucang, Qin Yun made haste toward the Imperial Dragon Court.

The Imperial Dragon Court was a massive estate with high walls and defensive wards.

When Qin Yun arrived at the entrance, he saw no guards, so he walked straight through the gate.

As soon as he entered, he detected Xian Rujing’s presence and headed toward a large building ahead.

Inside was a spacious hall where many nobles in fine attire were drinking and engaged in lively conversation.

It seemed like nothing more than a formal banquet!

Xian Rujing was inside.

She was dressed in her usual elegant white gown, radiating an icy, regal presence.

Qin Yun was somewhat surprised, as he hadn’t expected to see so many powerful young cultivators here, many of whom weren’t from the Dragon King Estate!

"Could these strong young people all be from Mystic Realm Dragon Gate?" Qin Yun mused silently while watching the group.

The Dragon Gate within the Mystic Realm was likely facing imminent ruin, so they had withdrawn their young disciples and relocated them to the Dragon King Estate.

Xian Rujing was surrounded by a group of handsome and powerful young disciples from Dragon Gate.

She must have been invited, as she was showing them due courtesy.

Qin Yun put on a hat and merged with the crowd, observing from the shadows.

There were also young members from other factions here, but since Qin Yun was wearing a hat, no one noticed him.

Suddenly, a commotion arose at the entrance.

Qin Yun looked over and saw several women in opulent, trailing gowns entering.

These women were all stunning, each with their own unique charm—some were alluring, some coldly elegant, and some delicately charming.

Not only were they breathtakingly beautiful, but their strength was also formidable.

The leader was a haughty woman in a red dress. As soon as she entered, she spotted Xian Rujing and walked straight toward her.

The young Dragon Gate disciples around Xian Rujing, who were among the strongest and most outstanding here, went slightly pale upon seeing the women approach and immediately distanced themselves from Xian Rujing.

"So you're Xian Rujing from the Immortal Wasteland? I heard your fiancé was crippled, and yet you became the slave of the man who ruined him? How dare a worthless slut like you show your face here, seducing other women’s husbands!" The haughty woman sneered coldly at Xian Rujing.

Xian Rujing kept her cool and smiled. "It was your husbands who invited me to this banquet. They were the ones who approached me first!"

This enraged the Dragon Gate female disciples, who looked as if they wanted nothing more than to tear Xian Rujing apart.

Qin Yun wasn’t too worried—after all, Xian Rujing was a tough woman who could give as good as she got.

This kind of catfight was entertaining to watch, so the onlookers remained silent, enjoying the spectacle as discreet onlookers.

The haughty woman glared at a man in blue and said coldly, "What’s the meaning of this? Why would you invite such a worthless slut here?"

The blue-clad man quickly gave an appeasing smile. "My dear, I was wrong! We were just curious about the Immortal Wasteland, so we invited her to tell us about it!"

A sultry woman sneered. "You all just want to sleep with her to obtain the Immortal Meridian, don’t you? If that’s the case, fine—I’ll allow it. But the condition is, once you’re done with her, you must dump her right after!"

The haughty woman smirked at Xian Rujing. "You wretch, do you really think you’re so popular because you’re some celestial beauty from the Immortal Wasteland? Not at all! You’re just a tool that can help others cultivate the Immortal Meridian—that’s why everyone wants you!"

The other women also took turns mocking Xian Rujing over this.

"You think you can use your special physique to seduce men and gain benefits, don’t you? Keep dreaming! A lowly slave like you should just serve my man properly. Once he cultivates the Immortal Meridian, I’ll kick you to the curb!" The haughty woman spat venomously.

Qin Yun was furious listening to this and wanted to tear those women’s mouths apart. But Xian Rujing remained calm, which surprised him.

After all, Xian Rujing was usually an Ice Tigress who was quick to draw blood!

"You want your men to take me together? Keep dreaming! With their level of strength, they aren't worth my notice! Besides, only by taking my virginity can one cultivate the Immortal Meridian. Why don’t you have them fight each other first? And even if they win, they’d still have to defeat Long Yutian!" Xian Rujing shot back icily.

"You wretch! How dare you look down on me!" The blue-clad man roared. "You’re nothing but a slave wearing a Slave Control Collar! Who do you think you are? I invited you here out of politeness!"

The other disciples of Mystic Realm Dragon Gate also began hurling insults at Xian Rujing.

"You wretched slave, don’t think that just because you were given a little face, you can actually act like a goddess!" the cold and arrogant woman sneered. "Don’t even think about leaving tonight. Stay here and do what a slave should—serve my husband properly so he can cultivate an Immortal Meridian!"

Xian Rujing said coldly, "Do you think you can stop me?"

"We’re all peak Martial Kings. What do you think?" the blue-robed man laughed loudly.

The cold and arrogant woman also sneered, "We’re at the Late-stage Martial King Realm! Forget about you—even if your master Long Yutian came, he wouldn’t escape either!"

Qin Yun, hearing this, grew indignant. He immediately took off his hat and walked over.

The crowd grew excited when they suddenly saw a bald man emerge from among them.

"Long Yutian is here!"

"This is going to be interesting!"

Qin Yun calmly walked up to Xian Rujing and said, "Wife, why are you running around everywhere? Senior Long Bei just gave me an entire vat of Celestial Dragon blood. I was planning to use it with you for cultivation!"

Most of the people here were from the Long family, and Celestial Dragon blood was something they coveted—even a sip was a treasure!

Yet Long Bei had given him an entire vat!

This instantly made many Long family disciples seethe with envy!

Even disciples from Mystic Realm Dragon Gate would find it hard to obtain a whole vat of Celestial Dragon blood!

No one questioned the vat’s legitimacy because everyone knew Qin Yun had gifted the Dragon Soul to Long Bei.

Moreover, they had just heard Qin Yun call Xian Rujing "wife," meaning she wasn’t a slave but a lawful wife!

The dozen or so Dragon Gate disciples, both men and women, stared at Qin Yun and Xian Rujing with intense jealousy.

Xian Rujing hadn’t expected Qin Yun to suddenly appear, but she quickly played along. "Husband! Once I break through to the Emperor Wu Realm, we can share the bed. That way, you’ll have a much better chance of cultivating an Immortal Meridian! With an Immortal Meridian, when you step into the Half-Immortal Realm, you’ll be able to gather immortal energy faster and easily overcome the tribulation!"

Many here were Martial Kings, all potential future Half-Immortals.

The Half-Immortal Tribulation was their greatest challenge, so cultivating an Immortal Meridian would indeed be a tremendous advantage.

Xian Rujing swept a cold gaze over the women and smirked. "Husband, these women are from Mystic Realm Dragon Gate. Look at them—how pathetic they are! And yet they look down on me, someone from the Immortal Wastelands! What gives them the right?"

Qin Yun turned to the Dragon Gate disciples and said coldly, "Listen up! Rujing is already my wife, so don’t entertain any improper thoughts about her. But I understand—after all, Rujing is more beautiful and outstanding than your wives. Still, she’s a taken woman now, so all of you better behave!"

"Baldy, what did you just say? That we’re not as beautiful as that wretched slave?" the cold and arrogant woman shouted indignantly.

Xian Rujing smiled. "You’re not as good as me, and your men don’t measure up to mine! So you’re still a perfect match!"

Qin Yun chuckled, slipping an arm around Xian Rujing’s waist. "Trash belongs with trash—meant to stick together!"