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Chu Yang could never have imagined that he, the ninth prince of the Great Xia Dynasty and the most likely heir to the throne in the future, would be beaten like a dog and thrown into the Gobi Desert.
Compared to the intense pain emanating from all parts of his body, what made Chu Yang even more uncomfortable was the loss of face.
However, Shen Zhao, the one who started all this, said to Ding Bu'er while holding a wine gourd, "The world on the Immortal Martial Continent is really going to the dogs. Even Indians can come to the Fuxi Abyss to explore."
Ding Bu'er: "Wake up! Where did this Indian come from in the Immortal Martial Continent? Don't make excuses for your nonsense. Just because you're a little dark-skinned doesn't mean you can call someone an Indian. It's really immoral. You just make me feel disgusted!"
As the two chatted and complained, Chu Yang, feeling completely exhausted, finally managed to escape from the broken wall and slowly approached Shen Zhao again.
"This old bastard, I must kill this son of a bitch!"
Chu Yang's eyes were filled with intense killing intent as he looked at Shen Zhao and the other man.
Shen Zhao's kick just now aggravated his injuries even more than before, and the effects of the Qi-replenishing medicine he had taken earlier were also completely neutralized by this kick.
What's even more hateful is that he felt a crack appear in his Dan Yuan, and his cultivation level actually broke through in the opposite direction.
He's about to drop to the eighth rank of the Soul Sea Realm.
But when he got closer, he put on a humble expression again.
"You still dare to come! Look at me..."
"Senior, please don't make a move! I am not the Indian you speak of. I am Chu Yang, the Ninth Prince of the Great Xia Dynasty!"
Seeing that Shen Zhao was about to kick him again, Chu Yang quickly spoke up to stop him.
Although he hated the other party, Chu Yang was really scared by the kick just now.
"Oh, it's you, kid? How did you become like this?"
"It's hard to explain in a few words. I heard that you have a healing elixir, and I'm willing to buy one."
He then took out ten spirit stones and handed them to Shen Zhao.
Shen Zhao glanced at it and immediately laughed, "Kid, you think you can buy my healing medicine for ten spirit stones? You must be dreaming."
Chu Yang was shocked. "Didn't they say ten spirit stones for each? How many spirit stones do you need?"
Shen Zhao: "It seems you didn't understand the price. One pill costs ten spirit stones, but you also need to pay the toll, so it will be a total of one thousand spirit stones."
Chu Yang's eyes widened: "A thousand spirit stones? Even if your medicine can really heal my injuries, it shouldn't be this ridiculously expensive!"
"I told you to pay the toll together with the toll. If you want to buy my medicine, you have to pay the money for entering and exiting the Fuxi Abyss, otherwise I won't sell it to you!"
"You're trying to extort me!"
"What extortion! How can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air? This is called a bundled business, don't you understand? You're really ignorant, a country bumpkin, pshaw..."
Chu Yang was so furious that his lungs were about to explode. If he wasn't injured and his strength was greatly reduced, he would definitely beat this shameless old man to death.
One thousand spirit stones were nothing to Chu Yang, and he could still afford it.
But the thought of spending a thousand spirit stones for a healing potion is disgusting.
So, he changed his strategy: "Senior, I am the ninth prince of the Great Xia Dynasty. I beg you to show some respect to the Great Xia royal family and not be so ruthless."
What are you trying to say?
"Wasn't what I said clear enough? Senior is a smart person; you should understand what I mean."
"Oh, I see. You're broke, aren't you? If you're broke, go cool off somewhere else. I don't give my medicine to poor bastards!"
Chu Yang's patience has reached its limit. He really didn't know where Liu Chengzhou got the confidence from. He didn't even give face to the royal family?
"It seems you intend to become an enemy of this prince, and even the entire Great Xia Dynasty? Do you know the price of bullying this prince?!"
"Hehehe..."
Faced with this unfounded threat, Shen Zhao immediately sneered.
His mocking smile vanished instantly, replaced by a deadpan retort: "Bully you? You think you're worthy!"
In an instant, Chu Yang felt a jolt, and when he met Shen Zhao's gaze, which was completely different from before, he felt a sense of terror spreading through his entire body.
Chu Yang had only ever seen that look in the eyes of absolute powerhouses.
And that is indeed the case.
In his previous life, Shen Zhao conquered various countries on the Immortal Martial Continent, and the Great Xia Dynasty was one of the countries he conquered.
Although the Great Xia Dynasty is like an insurmountable Mount Tai in the eyes of others, looking at the entire Xianwu Continent, it is not even as good as the Yintian Dynasty before the reform.
The upper class of the Great Xia Kingdom lived a life of extreme decadence and luxury, completely disregarding the lives of their people. Coupled with the power struggles among the princes and the covetous eyes of various external forces, the Great Xia Kingdom was caught in a predicament of internal and external troubles.
After analyzing the advantages and disadvantages of the Great Xia Kingdom, Shen Zhao decisively led 5,000 elite troops from the Po Jun Mansion to strike at the heart of the kingdom, eliminating the experts stationed by the royal family in one fell swoop. In the end, he forced the Great Xia Kingdom to permanently submit to the Yin Tian Dynasty, ceding half of its territory and people to the Yin Tian Dynasty.
Shen Zhao had experienced such wars countless times in his career as a bootlicker. Even if he started his career of playing badly now, the fierce momentum was definitely not something Chu Yang could withstand.
When the God of War is angry, millions of corpses will float on the surface. This is never an empty statement.
While Chu Yang was still in shock and Shen Zhao's eyes were incredibly sharp, the situation suddenly changed.
"What about the Prince of Daxia? He can't even come up with this little money, and he's still pretending to be so shameless, isn't he?"
"That's right, that's right. The Ninth Prince can't even come up with a thousand spirit stones when he goes out. How dare he greet people?"
"Didn't he just say all that because he wanted to get something for nothing?"
In short, it's disgusting!
It started, it started, it started again.
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