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Chapter 1296 - 493: Dragon Ball (Part 2)_3

Chapter 1296: Chapter 493: Dragon Ball (Part 2)_3

But we can’t always expect miracles from Sir, can we?

A cultivator Agustin, with eyes as big as copper bells, shot a fierce light from them as he quietly gathered everyone and whispered, "After this incident, I have an idea! Let’s catch some people from Sangdao and sell them to the Demon Clan!"

"I heard Sir’s business is booming in the Red Clan Barbarian Continent - if they can do it, why can’t we?"

"These little devils from Sang Island are so hateful; I can’t calm my anger unless we do something!"

Leaders of several factions looked at the Elder of Skill Transmission, "Elder, you’ll have to ask Sir about this. If he allows it, we can use Sir’s trade route to sell Sang slaves to the Demon Clan; otherwise, the taxes and fees from shipping them from the East Sea to the Northwest will cost us dearly."

Although the Elder of Skill Transmission felt that slave trafficking was not the way of a gentleman and could hardly bear it, she heard bursts of laughter from the Sangdao ship, which grated on her nerves. She solemnly said, "Leave this matter to me!"

If Sir disagrees, perhaps I’ll have to persuade Water Spirit Catherine: it’s time to use her beauty to seduce Sir, silly girl!

Suddenly, the entrance to the Ancient Annihilation Domain flickered as Owen Bertram and the National Master appeared together. The cultivators from both sides rushed to greet them. The Sangdao monks knelt in mid-air and said, "We welcome our victorious National Master..."

Before they could finish saying "victorious," the National Master sighed and cut them off: "I lost."

The Sangdao cultivators froze, disbelief etched on everyone’s faces as they couldn’t comprehend how the National Master had lost.

The National Master, too, couldn’t see how he could have lost with everything in his favor. Others didn’t know what had been lost this time, but the National Master knew all too well.

On the Wood Dynasty side, everyone had been holding in their frustration and prepared to save face for Sir, then quickly retreated. But suddenly, they heard the National Master admit defeat... It took some time for their shock to wear off, and they burst out in excitement, "We won?!"

"Sir won!"

"Hahaha..." a wave of laughter crossed the horizon. A few brazen people darted onto the Sangdao ship, pointed at the Sangdao crowd, and shouted, "Hey! Sang Island kids, have you heard? Your National Master lost!"

"Why haven’t you laid out a broken cloth and celebrated with a picnic yet? Hahaha!"

The National Master’s gaze swept over these fellows, who suddenly felt an immense pressure descending upon them. Their bodies were about to plummet into the sea, but Sir Owen raised a hand, helping them withstand the pressure.

Sir Owen spoke, "This is not appropriate."

He also shook his head secretly, warning those people not to push too far, as the dignity of the Seventh Level shouldn’t be violated. At least leave some face for the National Master.

The National Master didn’t want to linger and floated down to his ship, stepping lightly into the top cabin, "Sir Owen, I will honor our bet."

"This Ancient Annihilation Domain can now be opened to the ordinary cultivators of our two countries, and I trust Sir won’t object to the Sangdao cultivators entering?"

"No objection." Sir Owen said, waving his hand generously, "Cultivators from both countries may come and go freely. But as you’ve seen, the True Dragon Water Palace is dangerous. Those without sufficient strength should not risk entering."

Sir Owen could monopolize the Ancient Annihilation Domain, but he refrained from doing so because he had "ulterior motives." Sangdao cultivators, come and explore this domain! Outside the Ancient Annihilation Domain, everyone saves face for each other, but inside...Sir Owen can’t control what might happen.

Sangdao Country has a small population, and naturally fewer cultivators than the Wood Dynasty. A batch entering the Ancient Annihilation Domain would make their number even smaller. Even if the cultivators from both countries achieved a one-to-one exchange ratio within the domain, Sangdao would still be at a disadvantage. Sir Owen was sure to use some means to increase this exchange ratio.

For example, Sir Owen plans to communicate again with the will behind the True Dragon Water Palace, asking it to take care of the Wood Dynasty’s cultivators. It’s not an unreasonable request, right? After all, during the first bet, you favored Sangdao, and now it’s time to atone for your sins.On the royal advisor’s ship, a layer of light appeared, and Yutomi Jūrō’s voice sounded, conveying the royal advisor’s order: "Those who wish to follow the royal advisor back to Sang Island may remain on board; those who wish to stay here should disembark immediately."

About 70% of Sangdao monks chose to stay in the end, as there were too many cultivation resources in the Ancient Annihilation Domain, and they wanted to take a gamble.

Once the ship left, the people of the Wood Dynasty cheered loudly again.

Master Sun’s expression was somewhat puzzled; the royal advisor’s attitude had been strange from start to finish, and Master Sun felt uneasy.

...

At the top floor of the ship, Yutomi Jūrō and other royal advisor’s confidants knelt outside the door, their faces filled with worry. The royal advisor’s voice came through the door: "I have no harm, do not worry, you may withdraw."

"Understood."

In the room, the royal advisor sat upright on a cushion, her skirt spread out on the floor, looking like a blooming cherry blossom from above. She slowly removed all her jewelry from her head, and her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall. Hearing her subordinates had left, the royal advisor suddenly slumped, her body exuding an indescribable exhaustion and haggardness.

A ball of light floated out of the lotus flower basin and came to the royal advisor’s face. She reached out, and the Little Turtle climbed up. The royal advisor sighed - it seemed that ever since Master Sun won the gamble, her sighs had increased dramatically.

She gently stroked the Black Tortoise’s shell, hesitated for a long time, and asked, "Little Wu, do you really want to give up on six hundred years of hope?"

The Black Tortoise did not answer; it had already said everything before.

The cultivators of the Wood Dynasty were right; the original owner of the True Dragon Water Palace was the sea god worshiped by the ancestors of Sangdao. Therefore, in the ancient records of Sangdao, there are many records about this True Dragon Water Palace.

So for the royal advisor, this gamble truly had every advantage - perhaps it can’t be said so arbitrarily; it is not their day, it belongs to Owen Bertram.

And this was also what the royal advisor worried about the most.

Since Owen Bertram appeared in the royal advisor’s view, all her strategies regarding Sangdao’s national fate had failed because of him. She had always suspected that Owen Bertram was a Heaven’s Chosen of the Wood Dynasty - if this were true, with such a person’s suppression, it would be almost impossible for Sangdao to fight back against the Wood Dynasty.

Over the years, a significant part of the Royal Advisor’s energy had been involved in the affairs of the Wood Dynasty. She closely monitored every move within the Wood Dynasty. The Emperor continued to rule, but the Dynasty’s power had increased day by day. It even conquered the Nanni Nation, drove away the Red Barbarians, and showed signs of expeditions to the Red Clan Barbarian Continent!

This time on the True Dragon Water Palace journey, the royal advisor had discussed with the Black Tortoise before setting out, that this was a trip to verify their national destiny.

The True Dragon is a kind of divine beast of luck, and Sangdao obviously has the advantage this time, and this advantage is unknown to Owen Bertram, which also has the effect of "ambush". If they still could not defeat Owen Bertram...it means that it was destined by heaven that the Wood Dynasty should not be defeated and Sangdao could not rise.

The royal advisor never intended to confront Master Sun from the very beginning; not because there was something wrong with her, but because before the final verification result came out, she could not confront Owen Bertram with a real face.

If the royal advisor had won the gamble, then when Owen Bertram admitted defeat, she would strike at him in the Ancient Annihilation Domain, even killing him on the spot!

The royal advisor had no shortage of resolute courage; she had already made up her mind before this trip that she should immediately change the national policy and abandon the idea of ​​fighting back against the Wood Dynasty, opting to only follow the Wood Dynasty, since the national character of Sangdao had always been to admire the strong.

But now that the results were really out, she had to give up on more than 600 years of effort from the master and disciple...the royal advisor hesitated for a moment, still harboring a glimmer of hope and luck in her heart.

The Black Tortoise did not speak, not because it did not want to comfort the royal advisor, but because it itself was also shattered inside: among the four that fell into the lower realm together, everyone chose a Heaven’s Chosen to assist, and the masters of Vermilion Bird and White Tiger had already dominated the continent. So why was I so unlucky to encounter a loach?!