Chapter 367
After killing the sneak attacker, Jiang Chen spent one more night in the forest to ensure there were no more killers from the Spirit Dynasty coming.
During that night, he decided he would go on the road again, fighting hard to defeat those who looked down on him.
The Murongs, the Ice Spirit, the Spirit Dynasty…
The Murongs had taken Ning Haotian with them. They would give him the best training for sure. Besides, to support Ning Haotian, they had even broken their promise and intended to eliminate Jiang Chen’s clan.
When he went back to the Dragon Field, the Murongs would surely be his biggest enemy, much trickier than the Xia Dynasty.
Not to mention Cloud Guardian from the Ice Spirit and His Highness of the Spirit Dynasty, who had already killed him once.
As long as I’m alive, I’ll keep fighting.
Ning Haotian looked perplexed. In the Dragon Field, he only knew the Sacred Institute, the Sus, and the Gaos.
Fortunately, he recalled his mother had told him that the Murongs were one of the most powerful families among the aristocratic families of inheritance.
But he didn’t understand what it had to do with him.
“You have dragon blood in your body. Although your mother and your grandfather’s dragon blood is very thin, yours is very pure.
“Besides, it’s very rare that you have two kinds of inheritance. You also have the bird blood of the Sus. Strictly speaking, the blood in your body is dragon-bird blood.”
Ning Haotian felt like he was dreaming. Although he didn’t really know what this could mean, he knew it was like he had won the lottery.
“So your future is very promising,” said Murong Xiong.
“Senior, has my clan, Black Dragon City, heard the news?” asked Ning Haotian.
Murong Xiong frowned. His lips were a thin line.
“Senior?” Ning Haotian recalled the vague and incomplete images in his memory. He had a hunch that something had gone wrong.
“There is no Black Dragon City anymore.”
“What?!”
“Jiang Chen declared war on the Black Dragon City to save his father. And the Black Dragon City suffered a disastrous defeat,” said Murong Xiong.
“What about my clansmen? What about my parents? Did Jiang Chen slaughter the whole city?” Ning Haotian was in a daze. He couldn’t even speak incoherently at that moment.
“No, he didn’t. But ninety percent of the higher-ups were either killed or injured. Your father and grandpa were both killed by Jiang Chen. So was… your mother.”
Murong Xiong knew how Su Quan had died, but he figured it wasn’t necessary to tell Ning Haotian about it.
“Damn it! I’m going to kill him! I will kill him! Senior, please help me get revenge. Please help me!” Ning Haotian’s eyes were totally red. He was gradually losing his senses.
A trace of displeasure showed in Murong Xiong’s eyes. He sized up Ning Haotian and said, “It’s such deep hatred. Don’t you want to get revenge in person?”
“But… he defeated me.”
Ning Haotian had lost to Jiang Chen while he had superiority over the latter, even though he had never slacked.
By then, he was at a complete disadvantage. It would be even less possible for him to win Jiang Chen.
“Did you forget about the dragon-bird blood in your body?” Murong Xiong shook his head slightly. He suddenly realized why Ning Haotian had lost to Jiang Chen.
“Right!”
Not knowing that he had disappointed Murong Xiong, Ning Haotian put his hands onto his chest and the will to fight was reignited in his eyes.
“Exactly! I’ll kill him in person! I’ll stomp him with my own feet!”