For a moment, the Qing Kingdom officials suddenly became the focus of attention-and the objects of ridicule.
The people from the other kingdoms and aristocratic clans watched the Qing Kingdom officials with smiles, eager to see how they would proceed.
Xiang Shanling, Qing Kingdom's vice minister of rites, said with a livid face, "Void Sage Fang, doubling grain yields is a matter of grave importance. If you are speaking recklessly, you will shake the very foundations of the human race! Besides, what proof do you have?"
"Within three days, the areas of Jing Kingdom that have not yet sown winter wheat will receive wheat seeds from the Bloodmang Realm. The winter wheat will be harvested next April or May, and that will serve as proof. Next year, Jing Kingdom's grain production will be the proof! But what business brings you Qing Kingdom officials to my Xiang Prefecture?" Fang Yun asked.
Xiang Shanling remained silent.
The Enlightenment Sacred Land was not only profoundly significant but also immensely useful. If talented people from other kingdoms could enter while those from Qing Kingdom could not, the gap between Qing Kingdom and the other kingdoms would grow ever wider. Thus, even though Xiang Shanling knew that Qing Kingdom and Fang Yun were as incompatible as fire and water, he had shamelessly come anyway.
Qing Kingdom's original plan had been to threaten Jing Kingdom through the grain and cloth trade, forcing Fang Yun to surrender entry slots to the Little Apricot Altar. Now, however, Fang Yun seemed completely unmoved by that tactic.
Xiang Shanling sighed helplessly. Fortunately, I came prepared. He raised his head, bowed solemnly to Fang Yun, and said, "This humble official was presumptuous. My earlier words were merely a joke, and I hope you will forgive me, Void Sage. I came to