Urban Wolf King

Upon hearing Wang Yan calling the Wise One 'senior,' Ying Zheng couldn't help but be startled. He hurriedly stopped, alertly staring at the Wise One and asked, "Who exactly are you?"

The Wise One entirely disregarded Ying Zheng, instead smiling at Wang Yan and asking, "Can you guess who I am?"

Wang Yan smiled slightly and said, "Senior remains detached, transcending worldly matters. Imagine someone reaching such a realm in the entire Celestial Divine Realm; ordinary mortals could never achieve it. Hence, I guess that senior is the Dark Dragon."

Upon hearing that this Wise One was actually the Dark Dragon in disguise, Ying Zheng was also startled and trembled as he asked, "Are you truly the Dark Dragon, senior?"

But the Wise One shook his head and said, "You guessed wrong."

Seeing the Wise One's sincere expression, seemingly not lying, Wang Yan was also a bit surprised.

However, Ying Zheng was ecstatic, saying, "Hahaha, so the Dark Dragon is not here. Wang Yan, you need not deceive me, prepare to die."

After saying this, Ying Zheng prepared to charge at Wang Yan once more.

But just then, a voice was heard from beside them, "Who said I'm not here."

The crowd turned to look and saw it was a young man from the mountain speaking.

Back when Wang Yan arrived at the Mount of the Wise, it was this young man who blocked Wang Yan, forbidding him to ride up the mountain.

Although Wang Yan had lived on the Mount of the Wise, this young man spoke very little and served the Wise One daily, just like an ordinary servant.

Today, seeing this young man speak and claim to be Dark Dragon, even Wang Yan was momentarily stunned.

Then, the young man's body shook, and his appearance suddenly transformed into that of a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man was precisely the True Dragon incarnation Wang Yan had seen by the sea back then—Dark Dragon.

Looking at the slightly stunned Wang Yan, Dark Dragon smiled and said, "This time, you really misjudged."

Indeed, Wang Yan was quite surprised this time.

Given Dark Dragon's formidable cultivation, how could he possibly be only a mere servant of the Wise One?

Seeing that Dark Dragon was truly here, Ying Zheng's eyes gleamed, and he quickly ran to Dark Dragon's front, kneeling down, saying, "Master Dark Dragon, this time you must stand up for me, I am the true victor indeed."

Dark Dragon snorted coldly and said, "What Wang Yan said just now was correct, you have indeed lost. However, the one who truly decides victory is not me."

Upon hearing Dark Dragon's words, Ying Zheng's eyes flashed with understanding and immediately knelt down his knees, turning to the Wise One, in a very respectful manner, "Senior, please make your judgment!"

Wang Yan was even more surprised at this moment; given Dark Dragon's formidable cultivation, he willingly served the Wise One as a mere servant. What kind of divine existence could this Wise One be?

Just then, the Wise One smiled slightly and said, "Seems like I need not hide my identity any longer."

After saying that, the Wise One's body shook, gradually transforming into an elder.

This elder had a sturdy build, a kind face, and an immeasurable aura.

Seeing the Wise One revealing his true appearance, Ying Zheng couldn't help but be startled.

The cultivation level on this Wise One was completely unapproachable; even if Ying Zheng restored his peak Double Flower Crown cultivation, he was far distant from the elder.

Ying Zheng, who was skilled in maneuvering, immediately knelt, crawling forward a few steps sincerely pleading, "Senior, your cultivation is extraordinary. I am willing to follow you, becoming your servant, just to stay by your side would be fulfilling."

Ying Zheng chose to be a servant after thorough consideration.

The Dark Dragon had powerful cultivation and was still just a servant to the Wise One; he wouldn't be mistreated as a servant.

Moreover, if he truly attained such a backing, couldn't he grasp the opportunity to enter the Celestial Divine Realm and become truly invincible?

While indulging in his dream, Ying Zheng discreetly glanced at Wang Yan.

He feared Wang Yan might compete with him for the chance to become the Wise One's servant.

Thus, while expressing his loyal intentions to the Wise One, Ying Zheng furtively glanced at Wang Yan.

However, upon seeing Wang Yan's expression, Ying Zheng was stunned.

Because he saw the usually sharp Wang Yan standing there dumbly, motionless, as if he were foolish.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, mentally noting, "Wang Yan, oh Wang Yan, you're still young and unexperienced with grand scenes? Encountering such a formidable presence are you cowering? Seems like this time, the final victory belongs to me."

But, just as Ying Zheng was pleased, suddenly the Wise One spoke to Wang Yan, "Yan'er, come here to pay respects to your Master."

"Yan'er?"

"Master?"

Upon hearing these two titles, Ying Zheng was dumbfounded, momentarily not understanding how such references appeared.

At this moment, Wang Yan's eyes had become misty, his body suddenly lunging forward, kneeling at the Wise One's feet, and shouted, "Master—"

And the Wise One gently patted Wang Yan's back, softly saying, "Yan'er, you have always done well, not disappointing me."

By this time, Ying Zheng was utterly shocked, mouth agape.

After all this time, the Wise One was actually Wang Yan's master.

He actually contended against the master's favored disciple on their territory, wasn't he courting disaster?

Upon realizing this, Ying Zheng immediately trembled all over.

Yet soon after, Ying Zheng internally cursed; this Wang Yan, for having such good fortune, finding such a formidable master.

Ying Zheng always only believed Wang Yan was an ordinary disciple of Mozi Academy. Had he known earlier, why would he provoke such someone with profound connections?

Turns out, this Wise One was the master Wang Yan had never found.

Back on Three Principles Mountain, Wang Yan's master guided him for eighteen years, leaving him a mission to find his father at the peak of the world.

Throughout those years, Wang Yan's master remained elusive, unexpectedly appearing today.

No matter how strong Wang Yan was, before his master, Wang Yan turned into a child again.

After shedding tears, Wang Yan straightened, wiped his eyes, and asked, "Master, so all these years you've been in the Celestial Divine Realm, no wonder I couldn't find you."

The Wise One stroked Wang Yan's hair and said, "Silly child, this is not the Celestial Divine Realm, it's called One World."

"One World? Is it a Magical Treasure?" Wang Yan asked doubtfully.

The Wise One shook his head and said, "If you call it a Magical Treasure, then reluctantly it counts as one."

"Is it not an ordinary Magical Treasure? Why is it so potent? I feel it's stronger than Barbaric Treasure."

"Actually, it's not a Barbaric Treasure, just something your father casually condensed."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yan was completely stunned.

This One World, comparable to a Barbaric Treasure, was something his father casually condensed.

What kind of being is his father to be so extraordinary?

Listening to Wang Yan and the Wise One's conversation, Ying Zheng, already trembling all over, suddenly bent his knees, and with a 'thud,' sat down on the ground.

He was just inwardly cursing Wang Yan's good fortune for finding such a remarkable master, and now it seemed not only was Wang Yan's master extraordinary, Wang Yan's father was an even more extraordinary existence!

What sin had he committed, provoking Wang Yan alone, as though stirring a hornet's nest of powerful beings?

Upon hearing about his father, Wang Yan's eyes immediately brightened, eagerly asking, "Master, who exactly is my father?"

With the mystery of twenty years seemingly about to be resolved, Wang Yan's emotions surged, his voice trembling.

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