The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

"My lord, the young master lost!"

Deep in the Atlantic Ocean, in a psychedelic crystal light, a large figure sat on a crystal throne with a broken corner.

He shook his huge head, and the protruding pointed horns on his head stirred ripples on the water, creating some strange colorful lights. A few special unknown marine creatures came out from the gaps in the corners, swam around, and then went back in.

"Kid, I've told you long ago not to mess with those immortal cultivators in the mortal world. If you insist on messing with them, isn't it better for you to stay in our Crystal Palace?"

He waved his hand at the Yaksha who came to report the news, "Go, call the young master back and let him reflect on his mistakes facing the wall."

Yaksha received the order and left.

Suddenly a voice sounded from the void.

"My lord, what has the young master done wrong? Why do you want him to face the wall?"

Hearing this voice, the king put away his annoyance, and said with a respectful look, "The current situation is turbulent, and it is not easy to practice. I was once Shiva's mount, and I fought in many battles between gods and demons. Fortunately, I survived. I live in seclusion at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean, and I am the master of the Crystal Ruined Palace. I enjoy the throne of the Dragon King alone. I am already satisfied. Why should I participate in worldly disputes and offend the monks in the world?"

"Your Majesty, what you said is wrong. Why should we fear the monks in the world?"

"Ordinary cultivators in the human world are naturally not to be feared, but Kunlun is majestic, and the Heavenly Road is still there; the Holy Mountain of Light also has its inheritance in the human world; and there are still remnants of the Demon Cult active. As far as I know, the King of Hell is always thinking about the Kunlun Realm, so we'd better keep a low profile!"

“Hehehe…” The voice in the void was as cold as the water in the deep sea, with a hint of mockery, “The King can only be a fake King!”

"Why do you say that?" the king asked unhappily.

"This is the Palace of the Dragon King. The one sitting on the throne you are on now is the Candle Dragon of the West Sea. He is the true king of the deep sea."

"Well, Zhulong died a long time ago. Isn't its corpse behind us? This place is ownerless now. If Zhulong were still alive, I, Old Cow, wouldn't dare to sit on this throne."

The Bull Demon King patted the crystal throne beneath him.

But the voice in the void laughed strangely: "You are not Zhulong, you will not be able to sit in this seat for long."

“How do you sit for a long time?”

"If you want to sit here for a long time, you must replace Zhulong. Although you are a divine bull, you are still inferior to the real divine dragon."

"I am a cow, how can I turn into a dragon?"

"The power of a dragon lies not in its form, but in its essence. The remains of Zhulong are here, but its essence is contained in the body of a mortal. If I can get it back, I am confident that I can repair this body of dragon bones."

"The dragon bone has been repaired, but what use is it to me?"

"Your Majesty is useless, but Your Majesty, don't forget that the young master was born from a divine fetus, born with the energy of crystal, and born with the fire spirit of the Candle Dragon, just like a holy body. If you can get a body of dragon bones, it will be like the rebirth of the Candle Dragon. With a son who is a dragon, Your Majesty can sit firmly on the throne of the King of the West Sea."

"Oh?" The Bull Demon King was surprised. "So, when my son went to the mortal world, was it you who asked him to get the dragon marrow?"

"Exactly."

"Well, but this is very dangerous!"

"Just a mortal, except for that Li Muchen..."

The voice in the void paused slightly when mentioning these three words, and the atmosphere in the Crystal Palace suddenly became oppressive.

"I have been living on the dragon marrow wood for a long time and have a sense of connection with it. If Li Muchen is here, I will definitely be able to sense his aura."

"Is that Li Muchen really that powerful? Even you, Tianxie, can't beat him?"

"Humph, if I still had my real body, why would I be afraid of this man? Unfortunately, my real body doesn't exist, so I can only parasitize on living things. I was originally born from the dragon marrow wood, and was reborn in the human world in Nanyang. When it was about to take shape, it was destroyed by Li Muchen. I will avenge this hatred and vengeance."

……

Velendra opened his mouth wide, his face turned as red as his clothes, and he really looked like Red Boy.

He was extremely frightened and angry, and the fire in his eyes was about to drown Ma Shan.

But he could not refute what Ma Shan said. He did say that Ma Shan won, and the ship and everything on it would belong to Ma Shan.

No matter how proud Velendra was, no matter how much he compared himself to a saint, he couldn't help it. A hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Sometimes the difference between saint and devil is just a thought away.

But Ma Shan did not give him a chance. Just when he was about to explode with murderous intent, Ma Shan laughed and said:

"Of course, you are not an object. You are a noble young master, a genius that appears once every three hundred years, and the reincarnation of a saint. How can I take you as my own? Even if you are willing to follow me, I can't afford to support you."

Weilundra breathed a sigh of relief. He felt very comfortable with the flattery and his expression softened.

But Ma Shan changed the subject and said, "But you have to accept the loss. You lost to me. If you leave like this, it might damage the reputation of the young master if it gets out."

"what do you want?"

"Let's put it this way. I don't want you either, nor your men or anyone else on this ship. You can take anyone you want. You just need to answer two questions for me."

"what is the problem?"

"You'll know what the question is when I ask it. If you're willing, we'll be even after you answer the questions. If you're not willing, that's fine too. You can leave. I won't force you to stay, but Master Weilundela's reputation in the gambling world and even in the cultivation world is..."

Ma Shan shrugged, picked up a chip from the table, played with it between his fingers, and threw it away.

Velendra hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, go ahead and ask."

Abhishek beside him sighed.

After all, his young master was still too young and was played around by Ma Shan.

But Abhishek was not worried that Mashan would extract any secrets from the young master, because Mashan would die soon.

He knew his young master's temper better than Ma Shan. He was proud, but also stingy. Anyone who offended the young master never had a good ending.

Therefore, the people below, including Abhishek, never dared to speak out even if they found out that the young master had done something wrong. For example, today, he knew from the beginning that Mashan was trying to trick Velendra, but he did not warn him at all, because after he did, it would only show his own ability and the young master's incompetence, which was exactly what the young master hated the most.

Abhishek even looked at Mashan with some pity. It was just a gamble, and if he lost, he would only lose a rib. The proud young master would spare his life after taking his rib.

But now, Ma Shan is dead!

And they will die miserably.

Abhishek had seen those who had died tragically in the fire of the abyss.

This terrible fire can burn everything in the world, even steel will be reduced to nothing in an instant.

But under the control of the young master, it can also burn slowly, burning a person to death, it can take a minute, a whole day, or even a whole month, it all depends on the young master's mood.

Once it starts burning, the fire of the abyss cannot be extinguished, no matter whether it is done with water or a fire extinguisher.

It will not affect other things, but will just burn quietly in you until your body is reduced to nothing.

Abhishek once witnessed a local tyrant who had offended the young master being burned in flames for three days and three nights. He hid in the sand and jumped into the sea, but was unable to extinguish the terrible flames.

"How do you know I have a black rib?" This was Ma Shan's first question.