My Sexy CEO Wife

Chapter 444 - 441 Too Tragic and Angry

The moment the bronze coffin appeared with the dragon corpse, it sparked a frenzied scramble among the crowd.

This was a dragon corpse, the true dragon corpse of legend!

The true dragon was the king of all beasts; its skin, horns, tendons, claws, and tail could be used for refining treasures. Its flesh contained vast amounts of spiritual energy, which could aid in cultivation when consumed. And then there was the dragon ball... the essence of the true dragon, possessing heaven-defying effects.

To everyone's surprise... the bronze coffin, with the dragon corpse in tow, stopped next to Nangong Qi, seemingly wanting to leave with him.

Nangong Qi was overjoyed, but the others were infuriated. A dragon corpse was a miraculous treasure, a rarity that could not be sought at will. Having encountered it, they were determined to fight for it, regardless of the cost.

Nangong Qi simply reached out and touched the dragon corpse, which enraged Niu Xiangnan and others. They rushed over and engaged in a brutal fight with Nangong Qi.

King Li He of the North watched the commotion from a distance, as if it were none of his business.

Those with low cultivation lingered around the battlefield, watching the fight while eying the dragon corpse. They, too, wished to vie for it, but their cultivation was too low; rushing forward meant certain death. The dragon corpse was important, but not as important as their lives! Fearful of death, these low-rank cultivators stayed back, not daring to approach.

...

A group surrounded and attacked Nangong Qi, beating him to the point of agony, yet he refused to give up the struggle for the dragon corpse.

"Bang!"

Nangong Qi took a punch to the chest.

"Boom!"

Another blow struck Nangong Qi's back.

"Crack!"

A knife slashed Nangong Qi's right leg, shredding his clothes and causing blood to flow from the wound.

"If you don't want to die, Nangong Qi, then get lost!" Niu Xiangnan shouted.

"I won't retreat..." Nangong Qi panted, "The dragon corpse is mine! No one else can take it!" He was willing to forsake his life for the dragon corpse.

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Niu Xiangnan stepped forward and threw a vicious punch at Nangong Qi's head.

"Thud!!"

The massive fist pounded against Nangong Qi's forehead, emitting a dull sound.

"Ugh..." Nangong Qi's eyelids flipped back, his body shook violently, and his head throbbed with excruciating pain, as if it was about to burst open.

"Down you go!" someone shouted as a foot flew up, kicking Nangong Qi squarely in the waist.

"Whoosh!"

Nangong Qi plummeted into the sea under the gaze of the spectators... Before long, he resurfaced, floating spread-eagled on the water, struggling to open his swollen eyes, lips trembling, breath chaotic, his chest heaving... His injuries were too severe; he no longer had the strength to compete for the dragon corpse.

"Vice Palace Master!"

The people from Piaomiao Palace quickly came to his rescue, pulling Nangong Qi out of the water and forced a dozen healing pills into his mouth.

"Cough cough cough..." After Nangong Qi coughed up some black blood, his complexion gained a hint of color, "My dragon corpse... gone just like that... I resent this!"

"Vice Palace Master, look on the bright side," someone offered consolingly, "It's just a dragon corpse. It's gone but it's not the end of the world."

"What do you know!" Nangong Qi glared and roared, "If we could have acquired the dragon corpse, the strength of Piaomiao Palace would have surged to a new level. From then on, no power could threaten us, not even the official forces, who would have to stay out of our way, not daring to provoke Piaomiao Palace."

"The key issue is... there are too many powerful contenders for the dragon corpse, and relying solely on the Vice Palace Master... it's unlikely to succeed..."

"Sigh!"

Nangong Qi let out a deep sigh, "I was negligent! I should have brought more experts with me."

"What do we do now?" his subordinate asked.

"What can we do?" Nangong Qi replied with a bitter smile, "We've already lost the qualification to compete… The Dragon Corpse is going to belong to someone else now… Huh? What's going on… Why is the Dragon Corpse flying towards me…"

In the sky, the Bronze Coffin was rapidly pulling the Dragon Corpse, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Nangong Qi, with a Dragon Whisker falling down and touching Nangong Qi's clothes.

"Ah?" Nangong Qi was stunned, "This is…"

"I understand!" one of his subordinates shouted, "The Dragon Corpse is sentient, it has chosen the Vice Palace Master!"

"Yes, it must be so!" the other subordinates nodded in agreement, "This Dragon Corpse has taken a liking to the Vice Palace Master… Oh, that's not quite right… It should be said, this Dragon Corpse recognizes the Vice Palace Master, willing to follow the Vice Palace Master…"

"Good Dragon Corpse! Truly a good Dragon Corpse indeed." Nangong Qi was so moved he wanted to cry, tremblingly reaching out to touch the Dragon Corpse that was within arm's reach, "You really have great insight! Choosing me is correct! But… I can't protect you…" Nangong Qi's heart was filled with unbearable pain; the Dragon Corpse had chosen him, yet he couldn't possess it, a torment that was indescribable with words.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

Niu Xiangnan and others descended from the sky, surrounding Nangong Qi, "Nangong Qi! If you know what's good for you, leave quickly! Stop thinking about the Dragon Corpse!"

"Are you blind!? Did you not see it!" Nangong Qi shouted with wide eyes, "This Dragon Corpse has chosen me! It chose me! It belongs to me!!!"

"Hmph!" Niu Xiangnan snorted coldly, "Even if the Dragon Corpse has become sentient and chosen you, I will still fight for it!"

"Nangong Qi, you simply can't protect the Dragon Corpse," said Jin Xiong, the Great Elder of the Jin Family, with a cold voice. "The smartest choice for you is to leave. As long as you leave, I guarantee not to make things difficult for you."

"Yes, you should leave," others echoed, "Don't make it hard for us."

Nangong Qi felt such hatred in his heart. He wanted to rush into a fight, but he was held back by his subordinates.

"Vice Palace Master! A wise man does not fight when the odds are against him, let's leave!" his subordinates advised, "As long as the green hills last, there will be no shortage of firewood."

Nangong Qi clenched his fists tightly, biting his lip to death, he just couldn't accept it! Truly, he couldn't!

What to do?

Fight to the death? Or leave?

The two thoughts fluctuated back and forth in Nangong Qi's mind, one moment the urge to fight to the death was dominant, the next the choice to leave took over…

After a moment, Nangong Qi made his decision, lightly touched the air, and then shook his head helplessly, "I'm leaving! The Dragon Corpse… I will not fight for it." After he said these words, Nangong Qi felt particularly sorrowful. He silently vowed that he would repay today's humiliation tenfold, a hundredfold in the future.

Nangong Qi took one last longing look at the Dragon Corpse, then waved his hand grandly, "Let's go!"

A group of subordinates quickly escorted Nangong Qi as they flew into the distance.

Nangong Qi closed his eyes, his expression full of agony, Dragon Corpse… goodbye! I hope to have the chance to see you again in the future!

"Ah?"

"What's going on?"

"The Dragon Corpse truly is sentient!"

"Incredible!"

…

Around them rose a chorus of astonished voices.

"Hmm?" Nangong Qi opened his eyes in confusion, "What happened… Ah?" His eyes widened as he stared straight ahead; the Bronze Coffin pulling the Dragon Corpse had caught up, and Nangong Qi trembled his lips, "The Dragon Corpse has come back… Is it chasing me…"