Medic Martial Dragon King

Chapter 1712: Chapter 1715: Meeting the Emperor

Guodu International Airport.

”Young Master, are you really going to Beihai National?”

In the VIP lounge, Yan Hu looked at Jiang Chen with a worried expression.

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, his face grave: ”Hu Zi, time waits for no one. We have no time to waste. The situation has reached a critical juncture of life and death. If Lao Ruisi really... I can’t imagine what will happen. For now, the only thing we can do is strive to enhance our own strength!”

Turning to look at Mi Jiaro and Xi’er, Jiang Chen said apologetically: ”Chief Judge Xi’er, Mi Jiaro, I’m sorry. I can’t take you with me this time to Beihai National. I can’t let you take the risk. You should first return to the Holy Court. Once I return, we can train together.”

”Mr. Jiang, please be careful!” Xi’er advised solemnly.

”Mr. Jiang, don’t worry. I surely won’t be controlled again!” Mi Jiaro nodded seriously.

Wu Qianxun anxiously said: ”Young Master, please let me accompany you!”

”No, if you go and I’m exposed, you definitely won’t be able to escape!” Jiang Chen shook his head gently.

Whoosh!

A breeze swept by, and a figure suddenly appeared beside Jiang Chen.

”Elder You!”

”Ancestor!”

”Elder You, sir!”

Everyone greeted the newcomer with courtesy.

”Elder You, please take care of this matter!” Jiang Chen turned and looked at You Xuan.

You Xuan nodded heavily, his expression serious: ”Young Master, regardless of what happens, be cautious. The royal family of Beihai National is not to be underestimated. The Eight-Headed is in the Divine Palace, yet the royal family can still hold sway over Beihai National, which indicates there’s more going on!”

”I know, but if I don’t enhance myself now, it might be too late! The Fallen Angels have appeared, as have the Angels. The worst has happened!”

Jiang Chen’s face was extremely serious at this moment: ”The three major organizations haven’t been destroyed, people from the Ancient Martial Era have surfaced, and the enemies we face might multiply. If we don’t improve now, we’ll miss our chance!”

At this, Jiang Chen turned to Yan Hu, speaking sternly: ”Hu Zi, this time I can only take Ying Zi with me. You can’t come along. You’re the one who’s been by my side the longest and understands our forces the best. Once I leave, you must immediately find Elder Yao. He has items from the Yunpiao Sect.”

Pausing, Jiang Chen sternly continued: ”Remember, apart from the elixirs and ancient texts I’ve entrusted to you, distribute everything else. Don’t worry about wasting elixirs. Tell Elder Yao and the others to focus solely on producing various training aid elixirs.”

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Chen slowly added: ”I have a premonition that an even fiercer battle is not far off!”

”Yes!”

Yan Hu replied heavily, his eyes still filled with worry, and deep within them, a sense of profound guilt.

All the brothers, even all of Jiang Chen’s friends, always had his assistance when facing difficulties, and he resolved them perfectly!

But when Jiang Chen himself needed help and faced challenges, scarcely anyone could aid him!

If not for news of the Eight Yata Mirror, Yan Hu and the others wouldn’t even know that Jiang Chen encountered difficulties in his training.

Jiang Chen harbored more energy than his body could bear, something unimaginable to others!

During practice, the circulation of Inner Qi itself enhances bodily strength. Others always complain of insufficient energy, but Jiang Chen faced this awkward problem.

And it’s a problem that, if unresolved, would halt his cultivation!

Yan Hu silently cursed his own lack of strength. If he had enough power, Jiang Chen wouldn’t have left him behind!

Previously in Jiang Chen’s presence, Yan Hu had grown used to feeling guilty over insufficient power, but this time was different. Before, it was during battle that strength seemed lacking, but then, one could attribute it to formidable enemies. Now, the Young Master he pledged to follow faces challenges, and he can’t offer any help.

This isn’t just about lacking strength; the overwhelming sense of powerlessness engulfed every inch of Yan Hu’s heart!

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Luojing of Beihai National.

In the center of Luojing stands a vast palace complex, the Imperial Palace of Beihai National, home to the royal family.

”Who are you?”

A shout rang out at the main gate of the palace, as the guards stopped two young individuals attempting to enter.

The young man, dressed in casual wear, wore large sunglasses, while the woman in a tight black leather outfit wore black sunglasses as well.

”Please inform them that descendants of the Pingchang Family have arrived!” The young man spoke calmly.

The guard was momentarily stunned, his eyes showing shock as he scrutinized the young man, then urgently said, ”Wait here.”

Whoosh!

With that, the guard flashed into the palace, disregarding protocol.

Swish swish swish!

Soon, an elder followed the guard out of the palace and halted before the duo.

”You claim to be from the Pingchang Family? Can you prove it?”

The elder eyed the young man scrutinizingly, his aura unmanifested yet imposing.

The young man glanced at the elder, a peculiar glint in his eyes.

Saint Realm’s initial stage!?

The royal family indeed has its power!

”Sir, I apologize for deceiving you, I am not from the Pingchang Family.” The young man chuckled and replied.

”What!? You’ve got a death wish!” the elder’s face turned livid with anger.

Buzz!

A formidable aura erupted from the elder, pressing down harshly on the young man.

Buzz buzz!

The young man and the woman countered with their own aura, resisting the elder’s pressure.

The elder’s brow furrowed, a cold gleam in his eyes.

”Sir, I believe my identity might be more significant than a descendant of the Pingchang Family. The royal family should be willing to have a conversation with me!” The young man smiled faintly, removed his sunglasses.

The woman beside him also removed her sunglasses.

”Qingyuan Yingzi!?”

Seeing their faces clearly, the elder exclaimed, his gaze fixed intently on the young man: ”You’re Jiang Chen!?”

”Yes! I’m Jiang Chen!” Jiang Chen nodded slightly.

Buzz!

The elder withdrew his aura, his eyes narrowing as he stared at Jiang Chen: ”Why have you come?”

”I wish to talk with His Majesty.” Jiang Chen replied softly.

”Let them in!” An old voice suddenly appeared in the elder’s ear.

The elder’s eyes shifted slightly; he gestured toward the palace gate: ”The Emperor invites you.”

Jiang Chen nodded with a smile, stepping toward the palace gate, Ying Zi following closely.

The elder glanced at their backs, signaling a guard beside him with his eyes.

The guard nodded slightly.

The elder stepped forward to catch up with Jiang Chen and Ying Zi, leading the way for them.