Chapter 933: Chapter 40: The Wang Family Is Already So Powerful!
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Wang Lilong was feeling great, but the Golden Tiger King was not.
On his wedding day of all days, another Fierce Beast actually came knocking to provoke him—how was that tolerable?
"Good, good, good! This king would like to see who’s got the guts of a bear and the gall of a leopard to dare crash this king’s wedding! You lot, with me!"
In a fit of rage, the Golden Tiger King let out a howl and sprang out of the lair like a gust of wind.
The five Demon Generals behind him also howled as they crowded out after him, forming up at his back, looking impressively domineering.
All the demons and beasts stared hard.
They saw a "mini-sized" little cyan dragon hovering at the cave entrance, riding the clouds and mist. She was even dressed up all dragon-like in a pretty little floral dress, personally sewn by her mother Liua Ruolan. Her front claws were still carrying a schoolbag, which was stuffed full of various remedial study materials.
In Liua Ruolan’s words, since this trip away from home would take so long, her Clan Academy grades must not collapse; between fights she still had to do her extra studying.
This left Wang Lilong very depressed. The way her mother talked, it was as if her grades had never collapsed before. From beginning to end, her grades had never even gotten up off the ground, okay?
But based on Wang Lilong’s "respectful love" for her mother, she still had to put on a proper act.
It was just that Wang Lilong’s getup made the group of Fierce Beasts stare dumbfounded. What the hell was this thing?
Only the Golden Tiger King’s tiger face tightened and grew a bit solemn. "You... you’re a dragon?"
As a fellow Tier Seven Great Demon, he’d caught the strong aura Wang Lilong was hiding.
"Are you blind?" Wang Lilong rolled her eyes at the Golden Tiger King, saying arrogantly, "Do I really look that unclear?"
After living with the Wang Family for a while, she had to pit wits with her parents and instructors every now and then, and her eloquence and brains had grown a lot. Her ability to roast people had also risen in a straight line. The most obvious sign was that she used to always lose when sparring with Yuwen Chiwei, but now she could go back and forth with him for three hundred rounds.
"This king doesn’t care who you are! Even if you are a dragon, you’ve got no right to oppose this king taking a wife!" The Golden Tiger King was so angry his teeth were bared, surging fury filling his clear yellow tiger eyes.
He felt downright offended by Wang Lilong. If not for the fact that she was a dragon and clearly not easy to mess with, he’d have long since pounced and torn her into pieces.
"Hey, hey, you’re just Tier Seven, stop ’this king, this king’ all day like you’re really some Demon King Ancestor." Wang Lilong curled her lip in contempt. "You’re like Zhu Bajie shoving garlic into his nostrils, trying so hard to act like an elephant. I say no to this marriage and that’s that. If you’re not convinced, come hit me!"
Tier Seven was only a Great Demon; Tier Nine was a Demon King. This Golden-winged Sun-devouring Tiger was still far from worthy of being called a Demon King.
"Roar, roar~~ you little dragon, don’t get too full of yourself!"
The Golden Tiger King clawed furiously at the ground, roaring in rage, almost unable to stop himself from charging out.
However, when he thought of this little dragon’s identity, he forcibly held back in the end and growled in a deep voice, "For the sake of your youth and ignorance, this king will refrain from eating you—for now. Now get out of here at once."
He was, after all, an old demon who’d lived for over a thousand years and had roamed all over in his youth.
He naturally knew that the Primordial Water Cyan Dragon Race was not to be trifled with. It was just that most of the Primordial Water Cyan Dragon Race lived in the Great Wilderness Marsh and rarely came out.
The Golden Tiger King also found it baffling. How had a Primordial Water Cyan Dragon run into his territory to cause trouble?
It wasn’t that he was afraid of this obviously still-young little dragon; he was afraid that hitting the junior would bring out the elders. The Ancestor Dragon in the Great Marsh was terrifyingly powerful, one of the top Demon Kings in the entire Southern Wilderness Domain—he couldn’t afford to provoke it.
This time, it was Wang Lilong’s turn to be dumbfounded.
She had her trash talk cannons fully firing, and this big tiger could still hold it in? How was she supposed to pull aggro like this? How was she supposed to complete her dad’s mission?
Immediately, her eyeballs rolled around and she chuckled, "Heh heh. I can leave if you want. That Moon Rabbit looks pretty nice; let me grab her and take her back to be my dad’s little concubine, and I’ll forgive you."
What?
Inside the cave, the trembling Moon Rabbit fell into despair, the ruby-like eyes dimming bit by bit.
She had thought a savior had arrived, but it turned out to be another scoundrel drooling over her beauty on her dad’s behalf.
Boo hoo hoo~~ Aunt Yao-yao had been absolutely right: "Since ancient times, beauties have had short lives." As a gorgeous little Moon Rabbit, her fate was just too tragic—either forced to marry a stinky old tiger, or forced to marry some lecherous old dragon!
Wang Lilong’s words completely enraged the Golden Tiger King on the spot.
"Roar, roar, roar! You little Cyan Dragon have gone too far—this isn’t opposing the marriage at all, you’re blatantly stealing the bride!! I’m so pissed I could die!!"
The Golden-winged Sun-devouring Tiger was also a Fierce Beast with an Alien Bloodline; used to throwing his weight around, his temper was naturally no small thing. Earlier he had barely held back out of consideration for the Cyan Dragon Ancestor’s face, but now, after hearing this, he could no longer suppress his bad temper.
As his words fell, he leapt into the air and pounced out.
In an instant, his body, originally only the size of an ordinary tiger, suddenly swelled—within the blink of an eye, his bulk expanded several times over as he revealed his massive Demon Body.
"Clang~!" "Clang! Clang! Clang!"
With a rapid series of metallic scraping sounds like Swords being drawn, a pair of enormous, metallic-colored wings appeared from between the Golden Tiger King’s ribs, flashing with Golden Light in the sun, like gilded gold, indescribably dazzling and imposing.
