Chapter 0152: A Wise Decision

Regan’s fallen body struck the ground with a loud thud, startling Cord, Culiford, Rob, and Roze. Regan was from the Church and had infiltrated the Huang family with ulterior motives; now he was dead. The four who had also infiltrated the Huang family with similar intentions were naturally terrified, their expressions changing rapidly.
Especially Cord and his son Culiford—they were sent by the Dragon Speech Empire. The enmity between the Dragon Speech Empire and the Yellow Dragon was no less intense than that between the Church and the Yellow Dragon. Since they had been summoned here along with Regan, it was obvious that the Yellow Dragon already knew their identities. Thus, the moment Regan fell, countless thoughts flashed through their minds—escape? Fight to the death? But could they really escape in front of the Yellow Dragon, the supreme being in this divine realm? Even Regan, a high-ranking figure from the Holy Land, had been killed without any chance to resist. Remembering the invisible sword hidden in space just moments ago, all four felt their pores bristle, as if that invisible sword could shoot out from within them at any moment.
As Regan fell, the Yellow Dragon conjured a beam of Tripika Fire and flicked it lightly. Under the terrified gazes of Cord and the others, Regan instantly turned into a pile of ashes. Then, a gust of wind blew, scattering the ashes until they vanished without a trace.
“Cord, Culiford!” After Regan completely disappeared, the Yellow Dragon turned to look at the father and son, his voice icy cold.
“Here, second young master!”
“Here, here, Senior Yellow Dragon!”
Cord and Culiford were shocked, their voices trembling. Cord was fine, but his son Culiford was speechless, his hands and feet fumbling as he kept his head down, too afraid to look at the Yellow Dragon.
“Speak up. What is Fei Li’s intention in sending you here?” The Yellow Dragon’s indifferent voice rang out again.
“Senior Yellow Dragon, we… we don’t know what you’re talking about,” Cord and Culiford said, suddenly looking up with panicked eyes.
But as soon as they finished speaking, the Yellow Dragon snorted coldly, interrupting them. A mysterious force surged in his mind, causing a violent shock in Cord and his son’s brains. Their eyes became vacant, as if possessed, and they stood there stiffly, filling Rob and Roze with fear. Rob’s eyes darted around frantically, seemingly searching for a chance to escape. But Bog, Nat, and Gusta stood nearby, watching closely. Their three auras locked onto him—any move he made would mean facing their combined attacks, so he dared not move, filled with doubt. Ignoring Rob and the others, the Yellow Dragon immediately used soul-searching techniques on Cord and Culiford.

After a while, it finally stopped. Next, Huang Long didn’t bother using the Mind Control spell to control the two of them; instead, he directly turned them to ashes with the Samadhi True Fire. Although the Mind Control spell could control one person, it consumed a great deal of mental energy and only provided temporary control, requiring it to be cast again at intervals. Then, Huang Long repeated the process, searching the souls of Luo Bu and the others, before making them follow Ke De and the rest back to hell. The news of the five hidden dangers posed by Reagan still caught the attention of everyone in Huang’s household. Especially those who had joined Huang’s family’s Holy Land suspected that Huang Long was involved, but they didn’t dare to question him directly, as they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes. Bog spread the news, explaining to everyone that they were carrying out a secret mission for the young master. Over time, no one mentioned the matter again. When the dragon clan and the church’s army arrived, Huang Long continued as usual—spending half a day each day preaching to everyone in the Immortal Pavilion, while using the rest of the time to subdue the evil spirits there. Ten days later, over a hundred thousand evil spirits were completely subdued by Huang Long. Next, Huang Long began purchasing large quantities of various iron ores, then using them to forge armor for these evil spirits based on the armor and robes of the heavenly soldiers from his past life’s heavenly court. During these ten days, after taking the Dragon God Pill, Huang Xiong, Zhao Rong, and the others saw rapid improvements in their cultivation levels. Both their physical defense and strength far surpassed those of stronger opponents at the same level. Zhao Rong, a ninth-level magician, typically had a physical strength equivalent to that of a fifth-level warrior on the Hengyuan Continent, but now her physical strength was already on par with that of a ninth-level warrior. Huang Wei, who was originally at the peak of the seventh level, had also reached the eighth level, while Huang Liang and Huang Yi, who were at the peak of the sixth level, had reached the seventh level. The magical beasts of the Holy Land also improved to varying degrees. The high-tier Nine-Color Phoenixes, which were originally at the high end of the Holy Land, had reached the peak of that tier, just one step away from breaking through to the ultimate peak. If they succeeded, Huang Long’s side would then have four beings at the peak of the Holy Land. One day, after finishing a batch of armor, Huang Long stood in the courtyard and asked, “Have the armies of the dragon clan and the church joined forces?” “Yes, young master,” Bog replied respectfully. “The eight hundred thousand troops of the Dragon Language Empire and the four hundred thousand knights of the church have already gathered at Fengyang Mountain on the border of the Bowen Kingdom. They started marching toward the Lutong Kingdom yesterday.” “Fengyang Mountain on the border of the Bowen Kingdom.” Huang Long walked around a bit. “At their marching speed, how long will it take them to reach the Lutong Kingdom?”

“At their current fastest speed, it will take another little over two months,” Bog said respectfully.
After all, an army in motion wasn’t as fast as the powerhouses of the Holy Land; if the Church and other forces from the Holy Land came, it wouldn’t take a month.
“Another little over two months is enough!” Huang Long said coldly.
Enough? Bog looked puzzled.
“What’s the reaction from all sides now?” Huang Long asked further.
“None of the factions on the Hengyuan Continent are optimistic about us. A few days ago, Emperor Lin Er of the Blizzard Empire announced that he was cutting ties with us. Some of the families that used to cooperate with the Huang family have also suspended their partnerships, and even the Annie family has chosen to distance itself from them,” Bog said, sounding disheartened.
The Annie family, once one of the four major families in the Lutong Kingdom, had a good relationship with Huang Xiong, but under the pressure from the Dragon Clan and the Church, they too chose to avoid confrontation.
The situation was extremely unfavorable for the Huang family.
As word spread that the allied army of the Dragon Clan and the Church was approaching the Lutong Kingdom, those forces that had previously sought to ally with the Huang family now avoided them as if avoiding plague.
“What about our own family?” Huang Long asked, his expression unchanged as he listened to Bog’s report.
“Over the past few days, a dozen or so of our family’s guards have defected, but they’ve all been captured. The family head has dealt with them according to our clan rules, and things are stable for now,” Bog replied.
Huang Long frowned.
This situation couldn’t continue like this.
“Pass the order: any defectors shall die!” Huang Long said coldly.
“Yes, young master!” Bog replied promptly.
Huang Long pondered for a moment before heading toward the hall. Under normal circumstances, Huang Xiong and Zhao Rong would be in the hall discussing matters with the Huang family’s leadership.
As he passed by the courtyard, Huang Long saw his third brother, Huang Liang, sitting there with his head down, looking gloomy. He felt a pang in his heart and went over, saying, “Third brother.”
Hearing his voice, Huang Liang turned and saw it was his second brother. He stood up immediately. “Second brother.”
Huang Long nodded and sat down beside him, smiling. “Sit.”
After Huang Liang sat down, Huang Long asked meaningfully, “What’s on your mind?”
Hearing Huang Long’s question, Huang Liang looked awkward, clearly uneasy. “Second brother, I’m not thinking about anything.”
“Really nothing?” Huang Long asked with a smile.
“R-really nothing,” Huang Liang stammered.
“Let me guess—is it because of the Annie family?” Huang Long lowered his voice and smiled.
Huang Liang’s face immediately turned red. Caught off guard by Huang Long’s insight, he stood up, waving his hands. “Second brother, no, it’s not.” But it was obvious to anyone that it was indeed about that.

In two more months, Huang Long will also be sixteen, while Huang Liang and Huang Yi will both be fourteen.
As far as Huang Long knew, An Jingjing, the youngest daughter of the Anni family’s head, Angela, had been close friends with his younger brother Huang Liang since childhood. Their mother, Zhao Rong, often joked that she wanted An Jingjing to become his third wife. This was something everyone knew, but no one expected the sudden change that led the Anni family to distance themselves from the Huang family—the psychological impact on Huang Liang must have been immense.
“Trust your second brother; the Anni family will come to seek an alliance with the Huang family in the future,” said Huang Long.
“Really, second brother?” Huang Liang asked eagerly, his face lighting up.
“Hehe, seeing you so happy—when have I ever lied to you?” Huang Long teased.
Huang Liang laughed sheepishly. He naturally believed his second brother’s words.
Huang Long stood up and led Huang Liang toward the hall.
At that moment, it was the palace of King Ludong.
The current king, Oude, stared at the sky with a fickle expression, seemingly making some difficult decision.
“Your Majesty, there’s no need to overthink it. In Ikas’s opinion, we just need to send messages to the Dragon Clan and the Church to show goodwill. They will surely appreciate Your Majesty’s sincerity. Once the Dragon Clan and the Church arrive, the Huang family will be destroyed. Your Majesty will still remain king—unaffected at all. Besides, the Huang family is now too powerful and has undermined Your Majesty’s authority. This is the perfect opportunity to use the Dragon Clan and the Church to get rid of them, isn’t it?” said Kas, the top expert in King Ludong’s palace.
Oude turned to look at Kas. What Kas said was true. Over the past half year, due to Huang Long’s sudden appearance, he no longer felt like a king at all. Even facing Huang Xiong, the head of the Huang family, he had to bow and grovel—a truly humiliating situation!
“Your Majesty, this is an opportunity. If we ally with the Huang family, our kingdom will face only one outcome—destruction!” Kas pressed further.
Oude’s expression changed, and finally, he made up his mind: “Good!” After making this decision, Oude seemed much more relaxed.
As Kas said, if they allied with the Huang family, King Ludong’s kingdom would surely be destroyed. But by showing goodwill to the Dragon Clan and the Church, once the Huang family was gone, he could sit on his throne more comfortably, free from their pressure.
“Your Majesty is wise!” Kas rejoiced when Oude finally made a wise decision.