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"Old man can't produce this Multiverse Stone for the time being."
"Then how much Yuan Stone can the three family heads present now?" Wang Yi said casually.
"Four hundred thousand."
"Five hundred thousand."
"Six hundred thousand."
After Yang Kuang finished speaking, he regretted it, cursing himself for thinking he could come up with six hundred thousand. He sighed deeply; even if he couldn't swallow this anger, he had no choice but to endure it. After all, Wang Yi was currently a favored person in Zhao Hong's eyes and couldn't be offended.
"Then the three family heads should first give me the Yuan Stone you can provide, as for the rest..." Wang Yi waved his hand.
Upon hearing this, Yang Kuang and the others showed a glimmer of hope. They originally thought Wang Yi would waive the remaining Yuan Stone, but then they heard Wang Yi say, "Just write me an IOU for now!"
At this, Yang Kuang and the others were so furious they nearly spat blood and almost fainted, secretly cursing Wang Yi as a greedy person.
"Hahaha..." Zhao Hong, who also thought Wang Yi would waive the remaining Yuan Stone, burst out laughing upon hearing this. At the same time, he felt a bit envious of Wang Yi. After all, this added up to one million five hundred thousand Medium-Grade Origin Stones, which was many times more than what he, as Zhen Nan Wang, possessed.
In less than a minute, Wang Yi became a complete millionaire. Adding up the Yuan Stone he obtained in the Stone Chamber, his net worth was at least two million Medium-Grade Origin Stones, not including those High-Quality Origin Stones. If counted together, it would be even more.
Subsequently, Yang Kuang, Liu Yi, and Sun Ze left the Wang residence with resentment.
"Jun'er, you go on ahead; I have some matters to discuss with brother Wang Meng." Zhao Hong waved his hand.
"Yes." Zhao Bin, without suspicion, glanced at Wang Yi and exited the hall.
"Should I call you Wang Meng or is Wang Yi better?" Zhao Hong looked at Wang Yi and smiled.
"Is there a difference between Wang Meng and Wang Yi?" Wang Yi replied casually with a smile.
"If you were Wang Meng, I would write a letter to promote you, grant you titles, and have you serve the Song Dynasty as a Third-Rank General." Zhao Hong said.
"What if I am Wang Yi?" Wang Yi asked.
"Then you will have nothing." Zhao Hong laughed.
"When did you discover this, my lord?" A hint of curiosity flashed in Wang Yi's eyes as he casually asked.
"Your sword." Zhao Hong paused and continued, "That's just the first point. The most important thing is that although you changed your appearance, you cannot change your height and silhouette. Moreover, based on your impersonation of Li Yuan last night, I suspect that you are most likely the martial artist known as Wang Yi who was expelled from the Kaiyang Sect."
"You truly have an extraordinary insight, my lord." Wang Yi said.
Meanwhile, outside the window, Wang Butler had been eavesdropping. When he heard Zhao Hong mention that Wang Meng was actually Wang Yi, his expression changed slightly, then he was overjoyed and immediately left.
"I know that Zhou Yan and Zhao Ren are currently doing their utmost to capture you. What are your plans?" Zhao Hong asked.
"Do you remember what I said last night?" Wang Yi replied, "I only have one request: please do not tell anyone about my presence here."
"That is not a problem; I can do that." Zhao Hong said, "You should also know that Zhou Yan's younger brother is the Prime Minister of our Song Dynasty. In terms of strength and wealth, he is not someone you can compare to. So take my advice: unless it’s absolutely necessary, it’s best not to act recklessly."
Finally, Zhao Hong paused and said, "You are a smart person; I believe you understand what I mean."
"Is it possible for a person to seek peace?" Wang Yi retorted.
"Strength, as long as you have this strength, you can become the ruler of this world," Zhao Hong said with a smile.
"I want to soar high and block this area," Wang Yi tightened his fists and said resentfully.
"Hahaha, good, you have ambition. Rest assured, since I promised you, I will definitely keep my word," Zhao Hong replied.
After that, Wang Yi and Zhao Hong chatted about some trivial matters.
Back in his room, Wang Yi let out a sigh. With Zhao Hong's assurance, no one should know his true identity, allowing him to focus on his cultivation and break through to the Mysterious Realm.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Wang Yi's face.
A night passed without incident.
The next morning, as the sun rose in the east, the sunlight was brilliant, and the scorching sun emitted fiery rays, resembling a giant fireball.
At that moment, strange cries suddenly echoed above Dian City. More than ten groups of dark clouds surged toward this place. In the blink of an eye, these clouds stopped above the royal palace, revealing their true form—dozens of giant Black Eagles.
Each of these Black Eagles was about five to six meters in size, with glossy black wings and sharp claws that resembled two large iron hooks.
"Who dares to invade the royal palace?" the guard shouted sternly.
Wang Yi also noticed the unusual situation in the sky. He stepped out of his room and looked up, his expression immediately darkening. He saw a young man dressed in white standing atop the leading giant eagle. He looked to be around twenty-three or twenty-four years old, tall and straight, but his complexion was very pale with sunken eyes. This person was none other than Zhou Yu, and beside him stood Zhou Yan.
"Brother Wang, Father has important guests today. It would not be appropriate for you to meet them, so I ask you to stay inside," Zhao Bin rushed in and said to Wang Yi.
Wang Yi nodded and said no more as he returned to his room.
Meanwhile, Zhao Hong stood in the courtyard, glancing at the giant eagle in the sky, and said, "A distinguished guest has arrived. I wonder if Zhou Yan, Brother Zhou, could come down for a meeting?"
"Hahaha, since the prince has invited me, Zhou Yan will gladly comply," Zhou Yan replied with a smile, waving his hand as over a dozen giant eagles landed in the martial arts arena of the royal residence.
Before long, Zhou Yan and his son Zhou Yu were seated in the main hall with Zhao Hong.
"Zhou Yan and Zhou Yu greet the prince," the father and son said in unison.
"There's no need for such formalities," Zhao Hong said from his seat of honor. "Brother Zhou, you must have something important to discuss since you came all this way."
"I beg your pardon, Your Highness. Zhou Yan has come here on urgent business that requires your assistance," Zhou Yan said with cupped hands.
"Oh? What is it that requires Brother Zhou to come personally?" Zhao Hong asked.
"Your Highness, I have come regarding Wang Meng," Zhou Yan stated. "This person recently stole my precious treasure and is truly a villain. Therefore, I ask that you hand him over to me for punishment."
"Oh, is that so?" Zhao Hong was taken aback for a moment before his expression turned serious. He sighed and said, "Brother Zhou, if you had come a few days earlier, I would have certainly handed Wang Meng over to you. However, that is no longer possible." After pausing briefly, Zhao Hong continued, "Wang Meng already submitted his resignation to me last night and has likely vanished by now."
"Is what you say true?" Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Hmph, Zhou Yan, do you think I am lying to you?" Zhao Hong's expression darkened.
"Zhou Yan would never dare," Zhou Yan quickly replied. "Since that is the case, I shall take my leave."
"Father..." Zhou Yu exclaimed anxiously.
"Let's go," Zhou Yan said decisively.
Before long, Zhou Yan and his son boarded the Great Eagle and left Dian City.
"Thank you, Prince," Wang Yi said with a bow.
"You need not be so formal. Since I have promised you, I will certainly follow through," Zhao Hong waved his hand and continued, "Zhou Yan and his son are both ruthless individuals. I believe they will not let this matter rest easily. According to my advice, you should leave Dian City for now and find a place where no one knows you to live. Once your strength is sufficient to shake the Song Kingdom, you can reappear."
"Thank you, Prince, but have you ever seen a martial artist who hides away become a strong one? To become strong, one must possess the heart of a strong person and not fear any difficulties," Wang Yi's eyes shone brightly, and his voice revealed a strong determination.
"Very well, then stay in the royal residence for a few days. After Zhou Yan's suspicions have subsided, you can leave," Zhao Hong said.
In the blink of an eye, three hours had passed.
Three hours did not allow Wang Yi to break through to the Mysterious Realm. After all, the difference between the Mysterious Realm and the Yuan Realm was like that between heaven and earth. Transforming the Vital Energy in the Dantian into Vitality Armor was not easy. However, it was not without gains; at least Wang Yi's understanding of the Mysterious Realm had deepened further, and his chances of breaking through had increased significantly.
That noon, a group of Red-Clad Guards suddenly stormed into Dian City, heading straight for the royal residence.
"Zhen Nan Wang Zhao Hong, receive the decree," a middle-aged man dressed in eunuch attire said in a sharp voice.
"This king was unaware of Zhou Gonggong's arrival; please forgive me," Zhao Hong and his son Zhao Bin hurried out. "Zhou Gonggong has traveled far; he must be weary from the journey. It would be better to rest for a moment before announcing the decree."
"Zhen Nan Wang Zhao Hong, receive the decree," Zhou Gonggong said coldly.
"Zhao Hong receives the decree." A sudden chill ran through Zhao Hong's heart as an ominous feeling arose within him.
"By imperial command, His Majesty decrees that Zhen Nan Wang Zhao Hong is to guard Zhen Nan Prefecture. However, he allowed Generals Li Yuan and Zhao Sheng to rebel against our Song Dynasty, causing great suffering among the people. Although the rebellion has been quelled, while death may be avoided, living punishment cannot be spared. From today onward, your title as Zhen Nan Wang is revoked; return to the capital for reassignment," Zhou Gonggong read from the imperial edict.
"What?" "What?"
"Is the Prince dismissed?"
As soon as the imperial edict was read, everyone immediately began to discuss among themselves.
"Prince, please accept the edict!" Zhou Gonggong said in a neutral tone.
"Let me see it." Zhao Hong did not wait for Zhou Gonggong to react and reached out with a large hand, the edict already appearing in his grasp.
"Now do you believe it, Prince?" Zhou Gonggong's eyes narrowed slightly, a glimmer of cold light passing through.
"Impossible, impossible! How could the Emperor strip my father of his title?" Zhao Bin shouted.
"Prince, you already know the Emperor's will. Now please follow this official back to the capital!" Zhou Gonggong said.
"Zhou Gonggong, please wait a moment. I'll be right back." Zhao Hong replied.
He then went with Zhao Bin to the room where Wang Yi was located.
"Wang Yi, previously Li Yuan and Zhao Sheng rebelled, and the Emperor has already punished me. Today I must return to the capital to report." Zhao Hong paused and continued, "I suspect that all of this is being orchestrated by Zhou Mengling behind the scenes. You need to be cautious. We must leave Dian City today; otherwise, when Zhou Yan arrives, you won't be able to leave."
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