Chapter 0191: Establishing an Empire!

Bojiasi’s face turned from tears to joy as she stood up.
Ten years—she never thought that after ten years, her grandfather was still alive.
Over those ten years, she had led a life worse than that of an animal, tormented by pain every day. If not for the hatred toward the Chishui Mansion and the hope for her son, she would have long given up.
Earlier, when news came that the Baiwu Mansion had been attacked by a powerful being from the Holy Land, Kaicheng took her and the people of the Baiwu Mansion to flee. To her surprise, that powerful being was her grandfather, whom she thought had died long ago.
Her heart was filled with a mix of joy and shock.
After Kaicheng and Bojiasi stood up, Bogge glanced at the people of the Baiwu Mansion, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
“Grandfather, it was all my grandfather’s fault back then. Kaicheng pleads with you—out of consideration for Jiasi, please spare my father and elder brother!” Seeing Bogge’s murderous gaze toward the people of the Baiwu Mansion, Kaicheng was terrified. He stepped forward, knelt down, and pleaded. Then he bowed his head heavily, blood seeping from his forehead.
Seeing his father like this, the little boy also cried. He ran over and bowed to Bogge, saying, “Old grandfather, please spare my grandfather and uncle!”
The little boy’s young face was streaked with tears as he bowed his head, his forehead turning blue and red.
“Feng!” Seeing this, Bojiasi became anxious. She rushed over and picked up the boy.
The people of the Baiwu Mansion also came over, kneeling before Bogge and pleading, with cries filling the air.
Bogge was stunned, but his murderous intent did not fade.
Although Kaier was the main culprit in those past events and his son and grandson were innocent, what about his son, grandson, and brothers? What fault did they have? Yet they all died at the hands of the people from the Baiwu Mansion and Tianpeng Mansion.
“Jiasi, please plead with grandfather too—just for the sake of our son!” Kaicheng pleaded with Bojiasi.
Bojiasi was frozen in hesitation.
To be honest, over those ten years, the people of the Baiwu Mansion had treated her fairly. But in her mind, they were still the murderers of the Chishui Mansion. Now she was supposed to plead for them to her grandfather?
She struggled internally.
Her son, her husband? The hatred toward the Chishui Mansion?
“Mother, please plead with old grandfather—let him spare my grandfather and uncle!” The little boy clung to Bojiasi’s clothes, crying.
Looking at her son, Bojiasi hesitated.
“Mother, please! Please ask old grandfather to spare them!” the little boy continued to cry.
Bojiasi hesitantly addressed Bogge, “Grandfather.”

Borg glanced at his granddaughter Bojias and the little boy with an expectant expression on his face. Calculated properly, he was the grandfather of that little boy. But should he just let the people from White Mist Mansion go? Borg struggled internally, his expression shifting constantly. Huang Long and the others stood there without interfering—it was Borg’s family matter. “Get out! All of you, get out! I don’t want to see you again. If I see you next time, I’ll kill each one of you!” Suddenly, Borg shouted at the people from White Mist Mansion, delivering a palm strike that hit the valley wall hundreds of meters away, causing the valley to shake violently. The people from White Mist Mansion were filled with terror and hurriedly bowed in gratitude before retreating far away. Kaicheng stood there hesitantly, clearly unsure whether to stay with the people from White Mist Mansion or with his wife and child. The little boy cried, “Grandpa!” as he watched them leave. Bojias hugged the little boy, both of them looking filled with sorrow. In the end, Kaicheng stayed behind, choosing to be with his wife and child, and bowed to Borg again in gratitude. The matter concerning White Mist Mansion came to an end. Huang Long and the others hadn’t expected such an outcome either. Borg approached Huang Long. “Young master!” Huang Long waved his hand and said, “You don’t need to say anything.” He knew Borg wanted to express his thanks. Borg’s Qi sea had been restored, his cultivation had improved, and he had been able to avenge himself—all thanks to Huang Long. Seeing this, Borg could only express his gratitude, “Yes, thank you, young master.” Then, to Kaicheng and Bojias’ surprise, he introduced Huang Long’s identity. “What? Senior Huang Long?!” When they realized the young man before them was none other than the renowned Senior Huang Long, who had defeated the powerful warriors of the Divine Realm across the entire Hengyuan Continent, they were stunned. After their shock, they respectfully bowed to Huang Long, addressing him as “young master.” Huang Long nodded and said, “Then let’s go.” “Young master,” Borg’s voice rang out then. “What is it?” Huang Long turned around. “I want to go back to Chishui Island,” Borg said hesitantly before adding respectfully. Chishui Island—the place where he had lived for over a hundred years, a place deeply cherished in his heart. Now that White Mist Island and Tianpeng Island were settled, he naturally wanted to return to Chishui Island. Huang Long pondered for a moment before saying, “Alright, let’s go to Chishui Island first.” After all, there was no rush to head to Blue Whale Island, the home of the Blue Whale clan. So, Huang Long flew away from White Mist Island with everyone toward Chishui Island, which was thousands of miles away.

Kai Cheng and Bo Jiasi only possess level seven and level eight strength respectively and cannot fly. So, Huang Long simply used his immense magic to carry everyone and fly them to Chishui Island.
Chishui Island gets its name from the red-colored seawater in the hundred-mile radius around it.
Ten years ago, extensive deposits of Chishui ore spanning dozens of miles were discovered on Chishui Island. When news of this spread, Baiwu Island and Tianpeng Island joined forces to eliminate those who tried to plunder it.
Chishui ore is an important material for crafting weapons; it is a highly rare type of iron ore. A piece the size of a fist is worth hundreds of gold coins, so one can imagine the value of those deposits spanning dozens of miles.
Of course, not many people knew about this. Luo Men from Tianpeng Island and Kyle from Baiwu Island kept the news strictly secret. Both islands also realized that they alone couldn’t take control of those deposits, so they allied with the Qi Tian Holy King from the East Sea, agreeing to give half of the profits to him.
Over the past ten years, about half of the deposits have been mined by these three parties.
When Huang Long and the others arrived, those responsible for guarding the deposits from Qi Tian Holy King, Tianpeng Island, and Baiwu Island must have fled upon hearing the news, leaving only the laborers who mined the ore.
Apart from these laborers, there was no one else on Chishui Island—only desolation.
Led by Bo Ge, Huang Long and the others arrived at the site of the former Chishui Mansion. All they saw were ruins overgrown with weeds, with birds occasionally flying overhead, creating a desolate scene.
Standing before the ruins, Bo Ge felt indescribable emotions, his eyes filled with sorrow. Bo Jiasi felt the same way. Everyone fell silent.
“Step back first,” Huang Long’s voice rang out. Confused, everyone stepped back as ordered. Under their astonished gazes, Huang Long unleashed all his innate energy. Then, pressing his palms downward, powerful forces spread out like ripples in water, starting from the ground beneath him.
Wherever these forces passed, the ruins, weeds, and trees turned to powder. Under this power, the powder rolled around like a vast expanse of earthy-yellow sea covering dozens of miles.
The others weren’t affected much, but Kai Cheng and Bo Jiasi were stunned. Their son, Kai Li, was even more awestruck, his mouth wide open, eyes filled with admiration.
It took a long time before the earthy-yellow “waves” stopped rolling after Huang Long stopped. A cold wind blew, scattering the dust.
When everyone looked down, they saw that an area of dozens of miles had been leveled off, as smooth as if cut by a knife.
“Young master, what are you doing?” Bo Ge asked in shock.
“Don’t you want to rebuild Chishui Island?” Huang Long asked with a smile.
“Rebuild Chishui Island?” After a moment of surprise, Bo Ge’s face lit up with joy.

“Not bad. But it’s not just an island—I intend to build a super empire in this sea area!” Huang Long said slowly, exuding an aura of power that caused the surrounding air to stagnate.
“A super empire?!” Not only Bog but also Nat, Gusta, and the others were shocked.
“Yes, a super empire on water!”
“A empire even more powerful than the five great empires of the Hengyuan Continent!”
Standing high in the air, Huang Long gazed ahead, his eyes gleaming with intensity as a dragon-like aura surged into the sky.
A super empire on water!
An empire even more powerful than the five great empires of the Hengyuan Continent!
Huang Long’s words deeply shocked everyone.
If someone else had said such things, they might have been mocked as ignorant, but coming from Huang Long, no one dared doubt or laugh. Because he was Huang Long!
A Huang Long who even the combined forces of the dragon race and the Church could not defeat!
The number one figure below the divine level!
In fact, Huang Long had long had the idea of building an empire, preaching, and establishing the Dragon Gate. He had only never been able to realize it before. But now, he had the strength, and he had to consider the future of the Huang family. The Huang family could not remain under a small kingdom like Lutong. Nor could he control such a small kingdom. He wanted to create an empire of his own—a super empire that surpassed any major force on the Hengyuan Continent!
Huang Long stood high in the air, silent. Nat, Gusta, Bog, and the others were filled with excitement, admiration, and reverence. Even Gusta, who had lived for a thousand years, felt his blood boil.
To build a super empire on water! It was a crazy idea, but it was exhilarating! Gusta took a deep breath.
A moment later, Huang Long appeared on the ground where the Chishui mineral veins lay. Then, under everyone’s astonished gazes, his feet trembled, and the ground began to shake violently, as if some giant beast was trying to break free from beneath it.
Under the astonished eyes of Nat and the laborers, the entire stretch of Chishui mineral veins, spanning dozens of miles, rose from the ground. Slowly, it ascended higher into the sky.
Everyone looked up at the Chishui mineral veins high in the air, still in shock.
These veins, stretching for dozens of miles like a giant dragon glowing with golden light, had been lifted by Huang Long alone! After all, it had taken the Holy King of Qitian, Tianpeng Island, and Baiwu Island, along with thousands of laborers, a full ten years to dig just half of it!
But Huang Long had lifted these entire veins out of the ground—what was his intention?