The Medallion novel Chapter 1134

As soon as Marcia and Rocky pulled out of the Dragon Master Clan, they received some much-needed good news from Moira. The members of the Mu Clan she had sent out earlier had successfully escorted Bryant and the emperor back to the Imperial City. There were some obstacles on the way, but with the elite forces of the Ximen Clan supporting them on Bryant's orders, the group had already returned to the Imperial City safe and sound.

Rocky and Marcia rushed back and headed straight to the Palace City.

They met Bryant and the others outside the emperor's chamber. Lena was with them.

"Master! Basil!" Sabina and Lucilla exclaimed as soon as they saw the two enter. They had been waiting anxiously for a while, and it was obvious that they had been worried sick. Seeing them alive, the group breathed a sigh of relief.

"Basil, are you okay?" Lena asked with great concern, seeing the wounds on Rocky's body.

"My dear disciple, how are you even standing up straight with those injuries?" Sheridan commented, staring at the bloodstains all over him. "I would have passed out a long time ago."

"I'm fine," Rocky assured with a smile.

"Did you hand over the spiritual treasure?" Bryant inquired, looking between Rocky and Marcia.

"No." Rocky shook his head.

"Then, how did you..." Bryant asked doubtfully, and then looked at Marcia. From the look in her eyes, he understood that something must have happened after they left.

Later, he would be surprised to know that the two of them had witnessed an appalling internal war within the Dragon Master Clan.

"It's a long story. Let's talk about it later. Where is my father?" Rocky asked.

"Resting," Bryant said, looking at the direction of the emperor's chamber.

Rocky nodded and walked in. As he walked into the emperor's chamber, Malcom's warning rang through his mind.

He was now sure that the real Basil's soul was hidden deep within his body, and it was in the process of awakening. His thoughts and impulse to save the emperor had been influenced by Basil's soul.

This was another reason why he could no longer unseal the evil power of the Holy Dragon Bead, or his soul would be lost forever.

Rocky was immersed in thought when he heard a shaky old voice. "Is that you, Basil?"

His eyes fell on the huge dragon bed in the center of the resplendent, magnificent chamber. The emperor lay on his bed. After everything he had been through, he still had a serenity about him, and his face was much ruddier now, considering how much he had suffered in the past six months, imprisoned in the Dragon Master Clan.

"Yes, Father," Rocky replied, walking to the edge of the dragon bed.

"Son, why did you have to act so rashly? You shouldn't have taken the risk of breaking into the Dragon Master Clan just to save me. If something had happened to you again, how could I ever face your mother?" The emperor scanned Rocky's wounded face with a complicated, yet gratified look in his turbid eyes.