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"Indeed," Wang Yi said.
"You disrespectful junior, how dare you speak to me like that? You're asking for death!" Liu Yi, seeing Wang Yi's tone was so disrespectful, immediately took a step toward Wang Yi and reached out to grab his shoulder.
Just as Wang Yi was about to make a move, Zhao Hong coldly snorted and said, "Liu Family Head, this is not your Liu Family; do not be rude." Before the words fell, he had already arrived, striking down with a palm. With a loud thud, their palms met, producing a sound like metal clashing. In the next moment, he slapped down the hand that had reached toward Wang Yi.
"Yes, my lord." Liu Yi glared fiercely at the expressionless Wang Yi.
Zhao Hong nodded in his heart, already calculating that there must be a hidden expert behind Wang Yi; otherwise, he would not be so calm at this life-and-death moment.
"Alright, this matter ends here. If the three of you still wish to seek justice for Yang Cheng and the others, I suggest letting their juniors resolve it themselves!" Zhao Hong said.
"That's unacceptable." Sun Ze hurriedly objected. For someone who could defeat three Yuanjing Warriors in one move to let his son Sun Qian go was no different from seeking death.
"My lord, we three are not unreasonable people. We only came here to ask this disrespectful junior to apologize to us; beyond that, we have no other intentions," Yang Kuang said.
"Apologize?" Zhao Hong frowned upon hearing this. As fellow Transcendent Realm Experts, could they really ask the other party for an apology?
"Indeed, an apology. The three of Yang Cheng merely engaged in mutual sparring with you, my lord. However, Wang Meng intervened and bullied them without cause due to his superior cultivation. If this matter spreads, what face do we Three Great Families have?" Sun Ze said.
"My lord, Sun Ze is right. We Three Great Families are closely connected; this matter cannot just end here. So I ask you to consider it carefully," Yang Kuang said.
"This..." Zhao Hong hesitated.
"My lord need not feel troubled. Even if I, Wang Meng, were to apologize to them, what would it matter?" Wang Yi said calmly.
"Wang Meng, are you serious?" Yang Kuang asked.
"Child, you have good judgment," Sun Ze said.
"Indeed, this child can be taught," Liu Yi added.
"Three of you, I apologize for my earlier heavy-handedness. Please forgive me," Wang Yi said as he walked slowly in front of Yang Cheng and the others, causing them to feel a chill run down their spines, not daring to breathe.
"We dare not... we dare not," Yang Cheng and the others quickly waved their hands in response.
Seeing Wang Yi's bright eyes made their fear reach new heights.
An apology from a Transcendent Realm Expert was something a Yuanjing Warrior could hardly bear.
Yang Kuang, Liu Yi, and Sun Ze all showed expressions of shock, thinking to themselves, "At such a young age, he can act with such composure; this person is extraordinary."
"Alright, since Brother Wang has already apologized, do you three still have any matters to attend to?" Zhao Hong asked.
Yang Kuang and the others exchanged glances and bowed to take their leave.
Yang Cheng and his companions dared not linger any longer and hurriedly followed Yang Kuang's footsteps.
"Father, Yang Kuang and the others are mere commoners; why must you be so polite to them?" Yang Bin said angrily. "Moreover, this matter is their fault and has nothing to do with Brother Wang."
"Hmph, what do you know? The Yang, Liu, and Sun families have been connected since the older generation; it would not be an exaggeration to say they are branches of the same tree. If I were too harsh on them, who knows what they might do," Zhao Hong replied, glancing at Wang Yi before continuing, "Today, Brother Wang has suffered such great grievances; please forgive me."
"Your Highness is being too serious; this matter is within my control," Wang Yi said.
"This evening, I will host a banquet; I hope Brother Wang will attend punctually," Zhao Hong said.
Afterward, Zhao Bin led Wang Yi into a courtyard and said, "From now on, Brother Wang will reside here. If you have any instructions, you can directly find Wang Butler."
Wang Yi nodded and replied, "Thank you."
Inside the room.
Wang Yi sat cross-legged on the bed, closing his eyes, his heart as calm as still water, much like an old monk meditating.
The path of martial arts is fraught with dangers; advancing even a single step is incredibly difficult. Otherwise, there would not be the title of Profound Realm Warrior to denote true strength.
In the Yuan Realm, Primordial Energy is generated within the Dantian, while the Mysterious Realm is even more profound than the Yuan Realm. It involves transforming the form of Primordial Energy and condensing it into wings of Primordial Energy. This means that once one breaks through to the Mysterious Realm, they can fly through the air, but there is a time limit. Generally, a newly entered Profound Realm Warrior can fly for half an hour. This is also the greatest difference between a Profound Realm Warrior and a Yuanjing Warrior.
The contest between a martial artist who can fly and one who cannot is undoubtedly in favor of the former.
Huff! Huff! Huff!
At this moment, Wang Yi was exerting all his efforts to regulate his breathing, concentrating his essence, energy, and spirit into one point in order to break through to the Ninefold Origin Realm.
After a while, his complexion began to redden slowly, and wisps of white smoke rose from his head.
Essence, energy, and spirit united as one.
Breakthrough!
Ninefold Origin Realm!
Huff!
Wang Yi slowly opened his eyes, his gaze shining brightly, full of vitality; his essence, energy, and spirit had reached a very abundant level.
Now, at the Yuan Realm level, Wang Yi felt invincible among peers.
Breaking through to the Ninefold Origin Realm meant that Wang Yi was one step closer to revenge.
Clenching his fists tightly, Wang Yi's gaze gradually turned red, revealing a hint of murderous intent—this was the intent for revenge!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
At this moment, Wang Yi was still unaware that deep within his heart, a desire for slaughter was growing, gradually eroding his inner self.
"It won't be long before I, Wang Yi, can return to Xiangzhou Prefecture openly. By then, I will make you all tremble beneath my feet," Wang Yi murmured as he gazed at the setting sun outside the window. His voice was soft but clear, firm, and undeniable.
Night fell.
The Wang residence was peaceful, adorned with colorful lanterns, and filled with a joyful atmosphere.
In the main hall, there was singing and dancing, a scene of utmost joy.
"Come, Brother Wang, I toast you with this cup," Zhao Bin said as he poured a cup of fine wine for Wang Yi and raised it in invitation.
Wang Yi nodded with a smile and drank it all in one go.
Looking around, Wang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. Tonight's banquet was attended by generals clad in armor, standing tall like javelins, each strong and robust with bold personalities; these men were Zhao Hong's capable subordinates, decisive in battle and stained with countless bloodshed.
"Brother Wang, what do you think? They are the pillars of our Song Dynasty, truly capable individuals. It is because of them that the Jin Kingdom cannot advance even a step into our Song Dynasty," Zhao Bin said.
"The foundation of the nation," Wang Yi nodded in agreement.
"Generals, let us drink this cup together," Zhao Hong raised his cup.
"Your Highness, please!" the generals laughed heartily.
At that moment, two generals clad in golden armor entered with swords at their sides. They bowed slightly and said, "We apologize for our late arrival; please forgive us, Your Highness."
"You two generals have worked hard for the country, guarding the borders. Come, take a seat," Zhao Hong waved his hand dismissively.
"Thank you, Lord Wang."
Immediately, the two sat down at Wang Yi's table.
"Greetings, Lord Wang."
"The two generals need not be so polite, please take a seat," Zhao Bin said with a smile. "Come, Brother Wang, let me introduce you. These two are General Li Yuan and General Zhao Sheng. They are both capable aides under my father's command, truly my right and left arms. The most critical Mengling Pass of our Song Kingdom is guarded by these two generals." He paused for a moment and then continued to the two: "This is Wang Yi, a close friend of mine."
"Ziwang Meng greets General Li and General Zhao," Wang Yi said, cupping his hands in salute.
Li Yuan was relatively handsome but somewhat plain in stature, sporting a pair of thin mustaches and having narrow eyes that made it hard to discern what he was thinking. In contrast, Zhao Sheng was broader-shouldered than most, with large eyes that were dark and bright.
"No need for such formality, Brother Wang Meng, please take a seat," Zhao Sheng and Li Yuan said. Upon hearing that Zhao Bin considered Wang Yi a close friend, their expressions changed slightly but quickly returned to normal.
"Please, generals," Wang Yi said.
At that moment, Zhao Hong approached with a cup raised and said to Li Yuan and Zhao Sheng, "You two generals have worked hard guarding Mengling Pass; allow me to toast you both."
"Your Highness, please," Li Yuan and Zhao Sheng quickly stood up, not daring to be negligent.
"Yes, generals, please sit," Zhao Hong said.
Next, to Wang Yi's surprise, Li Yuan and Zhao Sheng each toasted him in turn and even inquired about his background and whom he studied under. However, Wang Yi skillfully deflected their questions without revealing any useful information.
After several rounds of drinks, everyone was quite merry; even Wang Yi found himself drinking more than usual for the first time.
Once the banquet concluded, Zhao Hong convened a military meeting with the generals.
Wang Yi followed Zhao Bin out.
"Wang Yi, it seems that the border is quite stable now, and all of this is thanks to your efforts!" Zhao Bin said.
"Wang brother, you flatter me. This is all the merit of the generals," Zhao Bin replied.
"By the way, since all the generals are here, who is guarding the border?" Wang Yi casually asked.
"Wang brother need not worry. Although there are occasional battles at the border, there are other soldiers stationed there. It is not a problem. Moreover, this time our father summoned all the generals for an important announcement, and we will return to the border tomorrow," Zhao Bin explained.
Wang Yi nodded.
The bright moon hung high in the sky, its light flowing like water over the rooftops, making the night appear quiet and peaceful.
Wang Yi returned to his room, originally intending to rest, but he could not calm down no matter what. A sense of unease rose in his heart, as if wind and rain were about to come.
Gazing at the bright moon outside, Wang Yi's heart could not settle; restlessness and anxiety invaded his mind.
At that moment, a large mass of dark clouds drifted in from afar with the wind, slowly obscuring the moon.
The originally bright night sky suddenly darkened at that moment.
Just then, a whistling sound suddenly echoed outside Dian City. Wang Yi's expression changed slightly as he looked far into the distance and saw flames rising outside the city, illuminating much of Dian City in red.
In an instant, shouts, cries of battle, weeping, and pleas for help merged into one chaotic sound.
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