"Wear this."

The Great Dragon General stepped forward and handed a spiked collar to Chen Zhongming.

Seeing what the Great Dragon General handed over, Chen Zhongming's breathing immediately became heavy.

His eyes turned red, staring fiercely at the Great Dragon General, his face full of humiliation.

He recognized that thing, the slave collar is a symbol of slavery in the Great Xia Empire.

The Great Dragon General's collar was no ordinary item, it contained terrifying spirituality, even someone like him, a Half-Emperor Martial Artist, would be controlled by others if he wore it, without the slightest power to resist.

But this wasn't the most important thing.

The most important thing was his identity as the Master of the Top Grade Sacred Land, the highest authority in the Purple Thunder Sacred Land.

How could he wear such a thing?!

"I'm telling you to wear it."

The Great Dragon General was indifferent to Chen Zhongming's attitude. His eyes turned cold, and a terrifying momentum exploded, instantly forcing Chen Zhongming to kneel on the ground again, creating a deep pit!

Blood streamed from Chen Zhongming's knees as he stiffened his neck, veins bulging.

He dared not disrespect the Great Dragon General, but he was unwilling to wear the slave collar.

So he had no choice but to lower his head, allowing the Great Dragon General to unleash his momentum on him.

"Quite stubborn." The Great Dragon General observed, slowly squatting down to look into Chen Zhongming's eyes.

"I won't kill you; I need to take you back to the Imperial Capital. But I don't mind turning your Purple Thunder Sacred Land into a wasteland when I leave. Do you want to test me?"

"Great Dragon General... I carry the burden alone; you can't harm those innocent people in my Sacred Land!"

Chen Zhongming bowed his head deeply, biting his lip, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth as he spoke arduously.

"Cooperate obediently, and I won't harm them."

The Great Dragon General patted his head, "But if you don't want to wear the slave collar, their deaths today would all be your fault."

"Do you want your pride, or the safety of your Purple Thunder Sacred Land's disciples? You decide."

The Great Dragon General's words completely shattered Chen Zhongming's psychological defenses.

He was a proud man, who couldn't tolerate any humiliation outside, but today he had no choice.

He looked at the slave collar handed over by the Great Dragon General, slowly reaching out in front of countless disciples' eyes, ready to take it in his hand.

"Saint Master!"

"Saint Master, please don't!"

These disciples from the Purple Thunder Sacred Land couldn't help but grit their teeth and shed tears; they didn't want to see Chen Zhongming wear that thing.

Although Chen Zhongming was domineering outside, he was their sky in the Purple Thunder Sacred Land, their wholehearted guardian!

Just as Chen Zhongming's hand was about to touch the slave collar, a clear female voice suddenly sounded.

The incredibly beautiful Wang Yuwei came running, originally in seclusion, but the Vice Saint Master quickly brought her over after witnessing the Great Dragon General kill the Saint Child, rushing towards the Sacred Land and blessed land.

They all knew why the Imperial Lingxiao Pavilion's Martial Sovereign was here, so upon seeing the Great Dragon General make a move, the Vice Saint Master immediately turned to rush.

"Great Dragon General, can't the Saint Master not wear that collar?!"

"Back in Xingyu City, the Saint Master just wanted to take me away; he didn't intend to harm my husband. It was just his usual domineering attitude; he didn't mean to kill anyone!"

Wang Yuwei stepped forward quickly, furrowing her beautiful brows, and looked up at the Great Dragon General.

The Great Dragon General looked down at Wang Yuwei in her purple robe, stunningly beautiful and elegantly poised, and pondered.

Especially upon hearing the word "husband," the Great Dragon General couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Look at their relationship, a future Empress, someone he couldn't afford to offend.

However, bringing out the slave collar originally had the intention to flatter Xia Feng.

With Xia Feng absent, giving Wang Yuwei some face wasn't a bad idea for gaining favors.

He put away the slave collar in his hand, stepped forward, and patted Chen Zhongming's shoulder.

"You should be grateful for treating your Saintess well; she can still plead for you."

"Apart from her, even if all those old guys buried in your Purple Thunder Sacred Land jumped out, you'd still have to be a slave."

Then he turned to Wang Yuwei.

"Since the Saintess has spoken, let's drop this matter. I'll take your Saint Master to the Imperial Capital first."

"Alright! Then please convey to my husband that the Saint Master isn't a bad person, just a bit traditional, and not to kill him!"

Looking into Wang Yuwei's autumn-like eyes, the Great Dragon General nodded.

"Yuwei, thank you..."

The pressure on Chen Zhongming disappeared instantly, and he turned back to sigh heavily.

"Before, I thought it was you who were unenlightened; now I realize I'm the foolish one. Only you recognize the true dragon and phoenix."

With Wang Yuwei's words, the stone in Chen Zhongming's heart was laid to rest. At least Xia Feng wouldn't kill him when he goes to the Imperial Capital this time.

"Alright, let's go."

The Great Dragon General shook his head, not wanting to waste time.

Then, he leaped up, swiftly lifting Chen Zhongming into the sky, heading towards the Imperial Capital.

...

The same situation occurred in other Top Grade Sacred Lands scattered across the Empire.

The Ten Top Grade Sacred Lands all received unexpected guests.

Before the world, the Ten Great Martial Sovereign captured all the Masters of the Ten Top Grade Sacred Lands and took them to the Imperial Capital.

The connections between the Ten Top Grade Sacred Lands and the new Emperor's Son quickly spread across the realm.

Upon hearing that the Ten Top Grade Saintesses had already courted Xia Feng back in the Martial King Realm, people couldn't help but click their tongues.

"As expected of the Ten Top Grade Saintesses, their insight is amazing. I told you, how could they court an ordinary Martial King? They must have seen the exceptional nature of the Emperor's Son long ago!"

"Really impressive, ten saintesses courting one person simultaneously; I was perplexed back then. Now seeing it, they made a super strong investment!"

"Impressive indeed, no wonder they're the saintesses of Top Grade Sacred Lands..."

After the Masters of the Ten Top Grade Sacred Lands were taken away, news spread that each Top Grade Sacred Land would have their saintess assume the position of Reserve Saint Master.

This announcement made it clear that the Ten Sacred Lands had thoroughly surrendered to Xia Feng.

The Emperor's Son's Qingxin Hall.

Ten Great Martial Sovereigns from Lingxiao Pavilion each brought a person, lined them up in Qingxin Pavilion, and made them kneel.

The Masters of the Ten Top Grade Sacred Lands showed various expressions, looking at each other with complex emotions in their eyes.

Ten Martial Sovereigns stood before them, with the grand Emperor's Son's Qingxin Hall, the vast Imperial Capital.

All of this made them feel so small.

And the young man they previously disregarded had now leaped to become the ruler here, the second most noble person in the Great Xia Empire after the Emperor Xia.

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