"Your Majesty, do not be angered. I had long since sent the traits of these foreign thieves to the Imperial Preceptor Institute. Informants had been planted in every prefectural city across the country; they could not stir up any great waves."
Song Kaiyang smiled at this and said gently, "This is the crucial period for nurturing the Golden Core. It will take shape before long. Your Majesty must properly regulate your physical condition and prepare to swallow the Golden Core."
"Rest assured, Imperial Preceptor. I take those prescriptions you gave me on time every day."
As he spoke, the young emperor casually picked up a stone and, with a slight exertion of force, crushed it into fragments.
"I now possess the strength of a First Realm Martial Warrior, and the flame within my body is growing ever more vigorous. I believe it will not be long before I join the ranks of the Second Realm!"
The young emperor was only seven years old. Even throughout the entire history of the Blessed Land, no one had ever reached the realm of a First Realm Martial Warrior at such an age.
"Those prescriptions merely serve as support. Your Majesty's unprecedented achievement, one that crowns antiquity and eclipses the present, is ultimately due to your extraordinary talent."
Song Kaiyang praised, "The talent Your Majesty has displayed is the highest I have ever seen in my life. You already possess the bearing of a true dragon. If the late emperor could see this, he would surely be greatly comforted."
At the mention of the late emperor, longing flickered in the young emperor's eyes.
"Father ruled with such diligence and devotion, yet he failed to see Great Song successfully undergo Tribulation Crossing in the end. It is a great regret in my heart."
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