His words carried earnest urgency: "Lord Tie reports that although the spoils of this battle were considerable, the cultivators on the front lines suffered devastating casualties, and their strength has been gravely depleted!
We implore the Imperial Court to swiftly allocate two billion Spirit Stones, fifty bottles of the fourth-tier sacred healing medicine, Life-Creating Fortune Pills, and one hundred tons of fourth-tier Spirit Rice... and to generously compensate the families of the fallen cultivators, reassuring the troops, raising their morale, and securing our Northern Borderlands!"
No sooner had he finished than a barely suppressible stir rippled through the hall, with conspicuous fluctuations of Spiritual Power and wave upon wave of transmitted voices.
The Iron Household had guarded the northern frontier for ten thousand years, suffering countless casualties and earning outstanding merits. No one would lightly reject such a request for rewards, nor would anyone dare!
Who did not know that body cultivators and spellcasters ran rampant in the Golden Tent Khanate, ferocious beyond compare?
Its "Azure Wolf King Tribe" was one of the three great king tribes, with Immortal Realm body cultivators emerging in endless succession. The tribe even had a Primordial Spirit realm powerhouse presiding over it, whose physical body had attained divine power and merged with the rules of heaven and earth!
Tie Hengjiang and the sons of the Iron Household had shouldered the greatest pressure on the northern frontier almost entirely through the strength of their own lineage, feeding more than half their elite members into that millstone of flesh and blood.
"Granted."
From behind the imperial curtain came a brief, unquestionable voice, bringing the hammer down and setting the course for the northern war and its rewards.
Yet just as the atmosphere eased and everyone thought today's court deliberations would conclude smoothly-
From the ranks of