The three set out, heading straight for the frontier. They had barely covered more than half the distance when news arrived that an army had marched out, led by an Imperial Clan Supreme, and advanced to the walls of the Imperial Pass.
The sole purpose of this expedition was to intimidate the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths into handing over the Rotten Wooden Box and Huang.
As long as they surrendered that one person and one object, the Foreign Realm would swear a blood oath with the blood of an "Immortal King": for ten thousand years, the two realms would keep to their own waters and leave each other alone.
What the Imperial Pass lacked most was time. Trading Huang for time suited certain people perfectly; they could not have wished for more.
Although Shi Hao's family and friends fiercely opposed it, a hand could not wrestle down a thigh. They could only watch helplessly as the Jin Family Supreme ran wild.
Of course, the Rotten Wooden Box was of immense importance, and the Nine Heavens did not want to surrender it.
In the end, the Imperial Clan Supreme and the Imperial Pass reached an agreement: Huang in exchange for five hundred years of peace.
"Hahaha, the deal is done! Although we failed to recover the Rotten Wooden Box that the Immortal King cares about, bringing Huang back as our realm's prisoner isn't bad either."
When the news arrived, Yin Lun and Chi Ming grinned from ear to ear, savoring the satisfaction of having a great grudge avenged.
Shi Yi merely shook his head with a smile.
"Let's hurry over. They should be returning soon. If we're slow, we might miss quite a show."
"You're right, Brother Pu. We need to hurry," Yin Lun said with a nod.
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