NOVPUB"Zhu Ling, little sister, don’t be rash. Although their words were a bit unpleasant, they are still people from Dragon Country. If you break her leg, it will be difficult to explain when we go back."
"Nightingale, don’t just stand there, hurry up and say something!"
Nightingale said indifferently, "Exploring hidden treasures is inherently dangerous, and breaking a leg is quite normal, there’s nothing to say about it."
Hearing Nightingale say this, Han Chun suddenly covered his forehead, feeling utterly despondent.
Why did he have to have a teammate like Nightingale? Saying such things could cause a serious problem!
Indeed, the children of prominent families have always regarded themselves highly, never considering others worth their attention.
Now, hearing Nightingale actually agree with breaking her leg, Yang Huan’e smiled disdainfully.
"You want to break my leg? Do you have the strength for that? If you dare, just try, and we’ll see who ends up with a broken leg..."
As soon as Yang Huan’e finished speaking, Zhu Ling flicked her finger.
The next second, Yang Huan’e’s right leg seemed to be hit by some invisible force and vanished without a trace!
"Ah! My leg!"
Yang Huan’e screamed in agony, clutching her leg.
What’s more, they were in the deep sea now!
Before she was injured, Yang Huan’e could still use her spiritual power to protect herself from the pressure of the deep sea.
But now, suddenly losing her right leg, the pain made it impossible for Yang Huan’e to stay focused. As soon as the protective spiritual energy dissipated, the immense pressure of the deep sea rushed into the wound where her right leg had been, instantly tearing her to pieces!
"Huan’e!"
It all happened in the blink of an eye!
The other three didn’t even have time to react before Yang Huan’e was torn to shreds right before their eyes!
Blood stained the surrounding seawater red.
The three of them were petrified with fear, and even Cai Bingyan’s protective spiritual energy fluctuated, almost breaking his own defense.
All three of them looked at Zhu Ling with horror in their eyes.
"You...you actually dared to kill!"
They couldn’t comprehend why someone from the ninth institution would dare to touch them, the offspring of prominent families.
Could it be that the ninth institution really didn’t regard their families?
That shouldn’t be, the ninth institution currently has no way to contend with the prominent families!
As if knowing what the three were thinking, Zhu Ling said with a smile, "She was insolent, so I simply broke her leg. Is that too much?"
"Blame her lack of skill. I only wanted her leg, but who knew she would squander her own life."
"Also, I’m not from the ninth institution, so those rules and regulations don’t apply to me. If you keep irritating me, even if I were to kill you all, what could you do to me?"
Hiss!
Upon hearing Zhu Ling’s words, the other three felt chills down their spines.
Were these the words someone Zhu Ling’s age should be uttering?
How could such an innocent-looking girl kill without batting an eye?
At this moment, Han Chun, standing to the side, had no idea what to say.
In Han Chun’s view, Cai Bingyan and the others were simply courting death.
After all, Zhu Ling was of the Dragon Clan.
Even a young dragon is a proper member of the Dragon Clan!
The Dragon Clan has always looked down on the human race with contempt.
In Zhu Ling’s own words, if not for the sake of Wu Bin, what would the ninth institution be, what would the hidden families be? Zhu Ling held none of these in regard.
"Well, now that one’s dead, are you finally being honest?"
For Cai Bingyan and her two companions, the death of a comrade was a terrifying matter.
But for Zhu Ling, it was just like casually crushing an ant—what’s there to fuss about?
Seeing that the three had become obedient, Zhu Ling turned to Han Chun and said, "We’re not going to share the contents of this place with them, right? I don’t think they deserve anything from here. Let them have a look around and then send them straight out."
Upon hearing Zhu Ling’s words, Cai Bingyan and the others’ expressions became even uglier.
But at this moment, they were angry but dared not speak.
There’s no helping it; who made Zhu Ling the strongest among them? Moreover, she was in control of the situation in the Dragon Tomb; they had no power to negotiate.
To put it bluntly, if Zhu Ling were displeased, she had many ways to let these three die inside, without leaving any trace.
Han Chun sighed and said, "We all serve the Dragon Country, so whatever."
At this point, Han Chun couldn’t advise otherwise.
She was just a researcher, and although she was the nominal leader, she actually had no real power.
The group continued to swim forward, and in less than five minutes, they saw an entrance to a cave.
This entrance appeared to be constructed entirely out of crystal stones.
Most eye-catching was that embedded within the crystal stones at this entrance, each one sealed a merperson!
These merpeople wore armor, their expressions all vividly lifelike.
When Han Chun saw this, her eyes instantly lit up.
"Merpeople? There really are merpeople in this world!"
Merpeople are a race completely different from humans, yet there are commonalities between the two.
So if Han Chun could actually study merpeople, she might discover where exactly the origin of humanity lies.
Not to mention, according to legend, Nuwa is depicted with a human upper body and a serpentine lower body, similar to that of merpeople.
Han Chun felt that mythology wouldn’t have such a high degree of similarity by coincidence unless the situation was indeed like that in the past.
Han Chun really wanted to take these merpeople back for research, but just then, Zhu Ling spoke up.
"Don’t touch anything rashly, they’re all alive, all Dragon Slaves."
"If they wake up, it will be troublesome."
As soon as she heard they were all Dragon Slaves, Han Chun immediately refrained from touching anything, calming herself down.
The purpose of Dragon Slaves is to protect the Dragon Tomb.
In their hands, they wielded weapons, and many of the merpeople were armored.
If awakened for battle, their small group was no match at all.
At that moment, ripples swept over from the distance.
Zhu Ling did not dodge, but raised her right hand.
The ripples stopped in front of Zhu Ling, then condensed into a small circle, disappearing into the palm of Zhu Ling’s right hand.
"All right, let’s move on, these Dragon Slaves won’t be waking up for now."
Hearing Zhu Ling say this, the group continued swimming towards the cave.
It seemed that the ripples just now were something akin to identity verification.
If Zhu Ling didn’t possess the identity of the Dragon Clan, they certainly wouldn’t have passed that verification.
Otherwise, if all the merpeople Dragon Slaves woke up, all of them would die right there.
Cai Bingyan and her companions exchanged glances, beginning to question Zhu Ling’s true identity.
