Chapter 42: Rewards Received! Remember to Sit at the Kids’ Table in the Future
【Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the task, a major massacre】
【Reward received: three drops of Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood】
The task was successfully completed, and the rewards arrived. Lin Qi’an extended his hand, and the two divine weapons returned, re-entering the sword box.
“The geniuses of dozens of sects and holy lands, just… just died like this?”
“Sorry, I still underestimated the prince. Such combat power can only be described as terrifying!”
In the Jiumang Mountain Range, the stunned cultivators exclaimed in waves of astonishment.
The Beiyang prince had never had any illustrious achievements before. Everyone’s respect and fear of him came from the Sword Emperor!
But in this period, Lin Qi’an had made two moves.
The first time, he borrowed ten thousand swords to slash a thousand people, making his name known far and wide. The second time, he used two divine weapons to fight dozens of geniuses, an astonishing feat!
“I’m completely convinced by the prince…”
“Perfect in appearance, noble in status, with extraordinary courage and strength, who wouldn’t be convinced!”
“I’m so envious of the Tianchi Saintess, sigh!”
As for those sects and holy lands that lost their geniuses, they were all heartbroken. A perfectly good genius just died so meaninglessly, without any value, all becoming the prince’s backdrop.
However, amid their grief, they also knew that in their misfortune, they were lucky it was only one person who died!
Tiangang Holy Land was the unluckiest, angering the prince for no reason. One sword order, and their home was gone! Who could they complain to?
This battle not only shocked the ordinary cultivators but also the two quasi-saints. Xuan Zhendao never expected that the Sword Emperor’s son would be even more arrogant and stronger than the Sword Emperor himself.
Aunt You was even more amazed, as she had watched Lin Qi’an grow up. This boy wasn’t this powerful before. How did he change so much in such a short time?
Now, there was no need to protect him.
“Your Highness, please spare us!”
“Please spare us, Your Highness, we were the ones who offended you!”
Don’t forget, among those geniuses, there were two Transcendent Realm experts. Before the battle, they thought Lin Qi’an was just pretending and felt quite disdainful. But now?
What use is being a higher realm? Simultaneously controlling two divine weapons and wielding unparalleled divine flame, he was unstoppable!
The two of them knelt immediately, not wanting to die.
“Fine, this prince is reasonable. Have your sects and holy lands tribute thirty percent of their resources to Beiyang, and this matter will be settled.” Lin Qi’an waved his hand.
The two were overjoyed.
“Thank you, Your Highness, for your great mercy!”
“Thank you, Your Highness, for sparing us!”
Although the sects behind them felt a pinch, they were relieved knowing their geniuses were spared and still had hope for a comeback. Thirty percent of their resources were a small price to pay.
“Balancing grace and power, the prince is quite skilled!”
“Those people must be regretting it deeply, haha.”
“They thought they could throw their weight around with Zhao Sanfeng, but they suffered heavy losses instead.”
After this ordeal, the sects and holy lands quickly retreated, not daring to stay a second longer. If they annoyed the prince again and received another sword order, they’d have nowhere to cry.
The sects behind Zhao Sanfeng retreated entirely. The once grand crowd dwindled to his Southern Python Guards alone, a stark contrast on Nanyue’s territory.
The onlookers secretly laughed. Zhao Sanfeng had been imposing in Nanyue all his life, but today he was humiliated by an outsider, his face as dark as if he had eaten excrement!
It was too amusing!
“Zhao Sanfeng, I heard you came to capture Su Xueni?” Lin Qi’an smiled, pulling Su Xueni into his arms. “Still want to capture her? I’ll wait for you.”
“Your Highness, you’re so annoying…” Su Xueni’s eyes flashed with reproach, her face blushing, but she didn’t resist, enjoying the feeling.
To others, it must seem she was the prince’s woman, not just a maid.
“Fine, Lin Qi’an, you’re impressive.” Zhao Sanfeng swallowed and waved his hand. “Let’s go!”
“Wait, Zhao Sanfeng! I haven’t bid you farewell.” Lin Qi’an smiled.
“What… do you want?”
Being stared at by Lin Qi’an, Zhao Sanfeng felt a chill, but with Xuan Zhendao by his side, he still had some confidence.
“Two things. First, don’t call yourself ‘prince’ in front of this prince. I don’t like it.”
Zhao Sanfeng: …
What a domineering demand.
“Second, at future banquets, remember to sit at the kids’ table.”
“Hahahahaha!”
The mountains echoed with laughter.
Zhao Sanfeng’s chest tightened, nearly spitting blood.
“Let’s go!”