The Rise of Dragon Son-in-Law

The words of the man in black directly hit Xuanyuan Yu’er’s weak spot.

Xuanyuan Yu’er was a sentimental person, despite knowing that her grandfather, Xuanyuan Madman, was using her, the words of the man in black still upset her.

Once she left this time, would she really bring herself to abandon her family?

Without family, after settling the affairs, where would she go?

Xuanyuan Yu’er felt lost for a moment.

Seeing her reaction, the man in black knew Xuanyuan Yu’er was shaken, and immediately pressed further, "Miss Yu’er, no matter how bad family members are, at a critical moment, those who are willing to risk their lives to help you are still definitely your family. If there are conflicts at home, we should resolve them within the family, not rely on the strength of enemies, do you understand?"

Then tell me, is it okay if I don’t marry Yan Yiqiu? You better answer me honestly, otherwise, if I am forced to marry the heir of Yan Royal Mansion in the future, you will be the first one I deal with."

Xuanyuan Yu’er’s eyes were sharp.

The man in black’s eyes slightly hardened.

He understood that if he lied to Xuanyuan Yu’er now, and if she really became the Heir’s Consort of Yan Royal Mansion, targeting him would be difficult to avoid.

Considering this, the man in black spoke seriously, "Miss Yu’er, I’m not quite clear about your thoughts. The heir is your good friend, you’ve known each other since a long time ago. That’s one.

Second, the heir is extraordinarily talented, and he will definitely inherit the position of Yan King. By then, you’ll be the high and mighty Yan Queen Consort.

From any perspective, the heir is the favored child of heaven. If you marry him, you both could be said to be a perfect match, peerless in the world."

"By saying this, I understand now," Xuanyuan Yu’er spoke coldly. "It seems you’ve already decided that you must force me to marry Yan Yiqiu. Well, let me be clear to you now, I would rather die than marry Yan Yiqiu. What do I care about wealth and honor?"

"Miss Yu’er, the old master instructed that if you refuse to return, I should take you back by force, my apologies."

The man in black reached out his hand to grab Xuanyuan Yu’er.

Xuanyuan Yu’er immediately hid behind Long Chen, looking at the man in black with immense nervousness.

Long Chen timed it perfectly, repelling the man in black with a simple palm strike.

From this palm strike, the man in black realized the terrifying combat strength of Long Chen.

"You’re so young, yet your Martial Arts Cultivation is so terrifyingly advanced—you’ve fully entered the Martial God Realm. You have a boundless future. But you shouldn’t have opposed Yan Royal Mansion."

The man in black said gravely.

"Is it Yan Royal Mansion looking for trouble with me, or am I opposing Yan Royal Mansion?" Long Chen sneered. "If Yan Royal Mansion wants my Dragon Shadow Group, should I just obediently hand it over with both hands?

Or if Yan Royal Mansion wants to destroy Dragon Palace, should I also cooperate with Yan Royal Mansion to destroy Dragon Palace?

Heh, to be honest, what right do you have to speak to me like this?"

"You may be strong, but you should know, there are always stronger people..."

"Get out."

Long Chen waved his hand nonchalantly, sending the man in black flying with a slap.

Spewing blood, the man in black was thrown into the air, his organs churning tumultuously, as if exploding.

His eyes filled with shock; he never expected Long Chen to be so formidable that he felt completely powerless.

At that moment, the man in black didn’t dare to linger any longer; he hurried away without hesitation.

Long Chen did not pursue him, but turned to look at Xuanyuan Yu’er and said calmly, "You hesitated just now."

"I did hesitate," Xuanyuan Yu’er gritted her teeth. "I still have a glimmer of hope for my family, but I know that grandfather will definitely not stop forcing me. If I marry Yan Yiqiu, it would maximize his benefits, enabling him to become the head of Xuanyuan Family.

As for what I think and whether I am willing, he won’t care."

"So have you firmed up your thoughts now? If not, I suggest you think it over carefully because if you keep wavering, it will affect my decisions," Long Chen spoke seriously.

"I have thought it through completely; come hell or high water, I am on your side and will not waver.

But... I have a request. If in the future, during our strife, you come out on top, could you... spare my grandfather’s life?"

Xuanyuan Yu’er bit her lower lip gently.

"If possible, I will try to spare him; but of course, I can’t promise not to kill him. It all depends on your grandfather’s next actions. I have my own scale in my heart," Long Chen said.

Xuanyuan Yu’er nodded firmly: "I understand."

"Then follow me."

Long Chen left with Xuanyuan Yu’er.

But halfway through, Xuanyuan Yu’er covered her stomach and said she was hungry.

Left with no choice, Long Chen took Xuanyuan Yu’er to eat.

After more than two hours of hassle, Long Chen finally brought Xuanyuan Yu’er back to Han Yun’s place.

At this time, it was already morning, and Han Yun had gotten up.

Seeing Long Chen bring back a tall, beautiful woman, Han Yun was somewhat surprised.

However, Han Yun didn’t think much about it because she figured that if Long Chen and this beauty had a special relationship, he certainly wouldn’t have brought her here.

Since he did bring her, that meant their relationship was nothing out of the ordinary.

Thus, Han Yun was very friendly towards Xuanyuan Yu’er. As soon as Xuanyuan Yu’er sat down, Han Yun poured her a glass of water.

"Yu’er, this is Han Yun, and Han Yun, this is Xuanyuan Yu’er. I brought her here thinking of having her stay with you for a while, as she has encountered some big troubles recently and it’s inconvenient for her to go out, is that okay?" Long Chen asked softly.

"Of course, there’s no problem at all. As long as Sister Yu’er doesn’t mind staying here, she’s welcome for as long as she likes. We’ll weather the storm together," Han Yun smiled.

"Sister Han Yun, thank you. I didn’t expect you to agree so readily," Xuanyuan Yu’er smiled.

"It’s nothing. You are Long Chen’s friend, which makes you my friend as well," Han Yun smiled.

"Then... are you and Long Chen a couple?" Xuanyuan Yu’er asked softly.

As she was casually asked, Han Yun found herself in a dilemma.

She didn’t dare admit that she and Long Chen were a couple, because she was afraid it would bring him emotional trouble.

Long Chen, however, didn’t think too much about it and directly said, "Han Yun is my woman, otherwise how could I dare to say that you can stay here for a while?"

"Ah, I see," she understood.

Xuanyuan Yu’er bit her lip lightly, not knowing why, but she felt somewhat uncomfortable hearing this outcome.

Han Yun glanced at Xuanyuan Yu’er and, being a woman herself, immediately caught on to something.

But Han Yun didn’t point it out and started a conversation with Xuanyuan Yu’er about another topic.

Long Chen was quietly using his phone on the side, chatting with a mysterious person from the Dragon Palace.

...

Time flew quickly, and soon it was nine in the morning.

The Xuanyuan family, at this time, welcomed a distinguished guest.

The Xuanyuan Madman and the Imperial City Sword God both went out to greet him, and the employees of the Xuanyuan family, seeing the scene outside, were so frightened that they didn’t dare to make a sound.

Because outside, there were a dozen luxury cars worth millions each, and behind those luxury cars were several military vehicles.

From these vehicles, hundreds of guards armed with live ammunition stepped off.

After getting out of the cars, they immediately secured the Xuanyuan family’s residence tightly.

The Xuanyuan Madman and the Imperial City Sword God approached a young man in white with sunglasses and respectfully greeted him.

This young man wore sunglasses and was subdued in demeanor without much sharpness.

But his temperament was very appealing, and with just one glance, it was hard to ignore his presence.

Without a doubt, this person was the Princely Heir of the Yan Royal Mansion, Yiqiu.

Yiqiu looked around, removed his sunglasses, and with slightly furrowed eyebrows said, "It seems someone is missing."

"Princely Heir, a little accident occurred, let’s discuss this inside," the Imperial City Sword God suggested.

"Teacher, Grandpa Xuanyuan, then let’s discuss this inside," Yiqiu said.

"Certainly, certainly, Your Highness, after you," Xuanyuan Madman carefully responded.

"Oh right, there’s someone else I need to introduce," Yiqiu gestured to an elder beside him and softly said, "This senior is from the Dragon Hunting Hall and is the Great Elder of the Dragon Hunting Hall."

"The Elder of the Dragon Hunt from the Dragon Hunting Hall, named Yuan Gang, ranks sixth on the War God List," the Imperial City Sword God said with a smile.

"A mere reputation, my cultivation cannot even be compared to Brother Chang Yan," Yuan Gang said softly.

"Ah, Brother Yuan, you’re too modest," the Imperial City Sword God squinted slightly, his smile charming.

There were not many in the world who knew his real name, Chang Yan.

"Gentlemen, please come inside, let’s talk inside," Xuanyuan Madman said in a low voice, somewhat frightened.

Because the people around him, each one was extraordinary.

The Princely Heir of Yan Royal Mansion plus two peak masters on the War God List, any of these three, if taken alone, were heavyweights in Great Xia.

Now, centered around the Princely Heir, they were all gathered at his home.

This filled Xuanyuan Madman with even more confidence about the future.

His only concern was that his granddaughter might not cooperate with him.

Once inside the living room, Imperial City Sword God Chang Yan personally said to Yiqiu, "Princely Heir, last night Grandfather Xuanyuan and Miss Yu’er briefly mentioned your marriage to her, and she ran away overnight. But don’t worry, I believe Miss Yu’er will come around."

"That does sound like her style, as expected," Yiqiu said, lightly tapping the edge of his chair and smiling faintly. "Grandpa Xuanyuan, do you think Yu’er will come around?"

"She definitely will, Your Highness, you can rest assured," Xuanyuan Madman responded.

"Good," Yiqiu said, "If this matter succeeds, I guarantee prosperity for the Xuanyuan family for a century, standing together through thick and thin. If not, I still guarantee fifty years of flourishing for the Xuanyuan family."

"Thank you, Your Highness," Xuanyuan Madman said excitedly, bowing deeply.

"Let’s talk about Long Chen," Yiqiu said calmly.

"Princely Heir, Long Chen’s Martial Arts Cultivation far surpasses our imagination, even I might not be a match for him alone," Chang Yan said gravely.

"Is that so?" Yiqiu’s mouth curved up slightly, "I like interesting opponents."

"Does Your Highness have any plans?" Chang Yan asked curiously.

"Have you heard of the Kunlun Martial God Conference? The Martial God Conference occurs once every ten years, and at that time, top Martial Arts experts from around the world will participate. If I can defeat Long Chen under the eyes of the whole world, then this game will be very easy to win. What do you all think?" Yiqiu asked.

"So, Your Highness means to hold off on moving against the Eastern Dragon Shadow Group for now?" Xuanyuan Madman asked quietly.

"Moving against Long Chen’s group wouldn’t mean much, it might even enrage the very top person in Great Xia, you all understand that the Eastern Dragon Shadow Group impacts the economy of Great Xia to a certain extent, so we cannot touch the group. Martial matters must be settled in the martial way; I want a battle with Long Chen at the Martial God Conference," Yiqiu said seriously.

"That’s a fine idea from Your Highness, I think it’s worth a try," Chang Yan said seriously. "As far as I know, the Kunlun Martial God Conference starts in just over ten days. If Long Chen refuses to participate, then we might have to act in Qianzhou."

"He will definitely participate," Yiqiu stated, "Attending the Martial God Conference is an honor for every Martial Arts practitioner, and besides, he would get to meet top experts from around the world. If Long Chen is smart, he will definitely go. This is an open challenge; if he dares not to come, then I win without a fight, and there will be no need to confront him alone in the future."