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"Hmph, do you really think you can kill Li Yuan? I think your head has been kicked," Liu Yi said.
"What a joke. You, a Profound Realm Warrior, think you can safely navigate through thousands of troops? You're just dreaming," Sun Ze replied coldly.
"Then are the three of you willing to make a bet with me?" Wang Yi asked.
"What’s there to be afraid of? Just say it."
"Hmph, what do you want to bet on?"
"Youth, don’t be too impulsive. Impulsiveness comes with consequences, and some consequences could cost you your life."
Yang Kuang, Liu Yi, and Sun Ze all looked disdainful, not believing that Wang Yi would come back alive.
"If I kill Li Yuan and Zhao Sheng, you three old folks only need to give me one million Medium-Grade Origin Stones each," Wang Yi said calmly.
"One million Medium-Grade Origin Stones? Just hope you have the life to see it and the life to enjoy it," Yang Kuang replied coldly.
"Hmph, truly greedy. Young man, I advise you to keep a low profile; it won’t do you any harm," Liu Yi said with contempt.
"What? Are you afraid? Not daring?" Wang Yi pretended to scoff.
"What? Old man is afraid?"
"Alright, we agree. If you kill Li Yuan and Zhao Sheng, our Three Great Families will give you three million Medium-Grade Origin Stones," Yang Kuang sneered.
"Deal." After Wang Yi finished speaking, he walked down from the city.
Outside Dian City, shouts soared into the sky, torches lined up like a Long Dragon, making the night as bright as day.
Wang Yi sneaked out of the city and took out a piece of black plaster from his Storage Ring.
This piece of plaster was only the size of a thumb, soft and black.
"Wang Yi" looked at the black plaster in his hand.
This black plaster was the formula for disguise. "Wang Yi" had dined at the same table as "Li Yuan" and "Zhao Sheng," so he remembered their appearances. He decided to disguise himself as "Li Yuan" to infiltrate the "Rebels' Central Army Tent" and find "Li Yuan" and the others.
But now it was unnecessary; what he needed to do now was to blend into the "Rebels."
"Wang Yi" silently killed a "Rebels" member, changed into his clothes, and then mixed in with the "Rebels."
Since "Wang Yi" was wearing "Rebels" clothing and it was night, no one noticed his movements. After a while, "Wang Yi" arrived at a heavily guarded area.
He quietly appeared behind a tent, took out the black plaster, evenly applied it to his face, disguised himself as "Li Yuan," and then confidently appeared in the "Rebels' Central Army Tent."
"Greetings, General! Greetings, General!"
"You all guard well; do not let anyone from the city mix in. Once we capture Dian City, we will enjoy endless glory and wealth," "Wang Yi" declared loudly.
"Yes!"
The patrolling "Rebels" responded joyfully.
"You, stop!" "Wang Yi" called out loudly.
"What orders do you have, General?" the spear-wielding guard replied excitedly, standing straight.
"Where is General Zhao Sheng? I have important matters to discuss with him," "Wang Yi" said in an unquestionable tone.
"General Zhao Sheng is commanding our brothers at the front. Please follow me," the spear-wielding guard replied.
"Lead the way," "Wang Yi" said.
The spear-wielding guard dared not disobey; besides, being able to lead a general was something he never expected, feeling as if a huge piece of cake had fallen on his head without any suspicion.
"Wang Yi" followed the spear-wielding guard to the front lines, where he saw "Zhao Sheng" waving a large knife, commanding the "Rebels" to attack the city. Upon seeing "Wang Yi," he laughed heartily and said, "Brother Li, that bastard Zhao Hong has reached his limit. It won't be long before Dian City is under our feet. At that time, we will surely receive General Wanyan Honglie's rewards—glory and wealth, and endless beauties!" With that, "Zhao Sheng" burst into laughter.
"Brother Zhao is not bad, but..." Wang Yi said with a smile, deliberately slowing down his speech.
Zhao Sheng was about to ask, "But what?" when he suddenly heard Wang Yi say, "But you won't live to enjoy it."
Ah!
Before Zhao Sheng could react, he suddenly saw a flash of sword light before everything went dark.
Ah, ah, ah!
Everyone was taken aback.
"Zhao Sheng colluded with the Jurchens and intended to rebel. I have already beheaded him," Wang Yi swung his Azure Flow Sword fiercely and declared, "Rebellion is a crime that warrants the extermination of nine clans. You are all my brothers, and I do not want to watch you die before my eyes, along with our families and children. So now, everyone put down your weapons and surrender to the prince. I assure you that you will all be innocent." His voice was loud and echoed across the battlefield.
"You are a traitor..." a Deputy General said in panic.
"Traitors must be killed!" With a wave of his Azure Flow Sword, Wang Yi sent a head flying into the air, blood gushing forth.
"Those who lay down their weapons will be spared." Wang Yi swung his sword again and shouted.
Clang! Clang!
Seeing this, some brave soldiers began to drop their weapons, and soon the sound of long spears hitting the ground filled the air. The once heated battlefield fell silent.
Rebels face extermination of nine clans!
This was the severe punishment of the Song Dynasty; no one dared to defy it, not even so-called prominent families.
"Who? Who gave the order?"
At that moment, a group of soldiers rushed over.
"General! General!"
The two factions of Sergeants looked at the two Li Yuans, their expressions suddenly changing, unsure of who was real and who was fake.
"Who are you to impersonate this general?" Wang Yi spoke first, seizing the initiative.
"Hmph, who are you to impersonate this general? You deserve to die," Li Yuan shouted angrily, not expecting someone to impersonate him and ruin his orders regarding the rebellion. "Someone, capture this person for me!"
"Someone, this person dares to impersonate me! Capture him immediately!" Wang Yi shouted furiously.
"This... This..."
The soldiers were instantly confused, unable to distinguish between the two, and stood there dumbfounded, unsure of what to do.
"He is the fake! Capture him!" Wang Yi commanded sternly, his voice booming with Vital Energy that resonated through the clouds, as if it were a divine decree.
"Yes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several Sergeants moved forward to apprehend Li Yuan.
Li Yuan was furious; he raised his spear and killed three men.
"You dare kill my brothers? You deserve to die!" Wang Yi roared. "Brothers, avenge them!"
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Soldiers valued brotherhood above all else; filled with bloodlust, they could not hold back. Seeing Li Yuan had killed their comrades, they rushed forward in a frenzy.
Although Li Yuan was also a Yuanjing Warrior, he was no match for so many Sergeants. After killing dozens of them, he was exhausted and ultimately pierced by a hail of spears.
Wang Yi snorted coldly; a flash of sword light cut through the air, and Li Yuan's head flew up. With a swift motion, Wang Yi reached out and caught Li Yuan's head in his hand.
"Brothers, for the sake of our loved ones, surrender!" Wang Yi shouted loudly.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Upon hearing this, the soldiers suddenly thought of their elderly parents and children at home, and they all put down their weapons and raised their hands in surrender.
Wang Yi laughed heartily, then swiftly disappeared from the scene.
At the same time, Zhao Hong had already noticed the movements outside the city. Overjoyed, he immediately led his troops out, and wherever they went, everyone surrendered...
By dawn the next day, the rebellion was quelled before the reinforcements arrived.
In the hall.
With two loud thuds, Wang Yi threw the heads of Li Yuan and Zhao Sheng in front of everyone. The two severed heads stared wide-eyed, unable to close their eyes even in death.
"What?"
"Impossible?"
"This can't be real."
Everyone looked at the two heads in disbelief, some even staring blankly.
"Hahaha, Wang Meng, on behalf of my Song Dynasty's countless citizens, I thank you. If it weren't for you, Dian City would have fallen, and who knows how many people would have been displaced. At that time, families would be broken and nations would be lost," Zhao Hong said with deep emotion.
"You flatter me, this is what I should do," Wang Yi replied.
"Thank you, brother," Zhao Bin said.
The one most pleased with quelling the rebellion was Zhao Hong, while on the contrary were Yang Kuang, Liu Yi, and Sun Ze.
Yang Kuang sat at the table, looking at the rolling heads on the ground with a dark expression. No one could have imagined that Wang Yi had actually killed Li Yuan and Zhao Sheng.
Seeing the heads of Li Yuan and Zhao Sheng, Liu Yi was furious. He couldn't believe that Wang Yi had succeeded so cleanly and decisively.
Sun Ze snorted coldly and muttered under his breath, "Waste." He said no more.
As for Yang Cheng and the others, they were dumbfounded as they watched everything unfold. Their own father couldn't manage to accomplish this, yet it was done by Wang Yi, a mere twenty-year-old.
"Yang Family Head, Liu Family Head, Head of the Sun Family, Li Yuan, Zhao Sheng, your heads are here. It should be time for the three of you to fulfill your promises!" Wang Yi said with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Hahaha, Brother Wang Meng is right. Brother Yang, it's time for you three to present your stakes!" Zhao Hong laughed heartily.
Yang Kuang and the others immediately turned pale, their eyes filled with anger and regret. One million Medium-Grade Origin Stones was an astronomical sum for ordinary warriors; even if they worked for ten lifetimes, they couldn't earn that back. For a large family like the Yang Family, it would take ten years of accumulation to reach that amount.
However, if the Three Great Families fulfilled this promise, then from now on, in terms of financial power, they would be reduced to a lower-tier family. But this was not absolute because the guarantee of a large family was not financial power but strength. A warrior without strength could never protect vast wealth.
"Your Highness, may I ask for a few more days? My Liu Family is currently unable to gather this Multiverse Stone," Liu Yi hesitated for a moment, his old face slightly reddening.
"Brother Liu, that won't work with me; your creditor is not this king," Zhao Hong replied with a smile.
"Brother Wang Meng, do you think it would be possible to extend the deadline for this one million Yuan Stones?" Liu Yi gritted his teeth but dared not be too presumptuous in front of Zhao Hong and could only ask in a low voice.
"I am also from the Yang Family."
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