"Emperor's Son, what do you mean by this!"

With a glint of cold light flashing in his eyes, Duke Dingyuan couldn't hold back any longer. He immediately stepped down from the carriage and shouted angrily.

"I mean nothing in particular. Recently, the Imperial Palace has mandated that dogs and people from the Rizhao Empire are not allowed entry. Please take this into consideration." Xia Feng sneered coldly.

"Bastard, insulting us like this, I'll damn well cut you down!!"

Before Duke Dingyuan could speak, the two Celestial Tier Ninth Layer Martial Saint guards beside him couldn't bear it anymore. A soldier can be killed but not humiliated. Even if their opponent was a Martial Sovereign, they were ready to draw their weapons!

"Trash."

Xia Feng merely glanced at them, then emitted a slight aura, instantly turning these two into minced meat.

"You..."

Duke Dingyuan's eyes were blood-red. Seeing his guards in such a state, he was filled with rage.

But looking at Xia Feng's scrutinizing gaze, his old frame couldn't help but tremble.

"Lord Emperor's Son, what exactly do you want?"

After taking several deep breaths, Duke Dingyuan steadied himself again, holding back once more.

His attitude caused Xia Feng's brow to raise involuntarily.

He can even endure this? What exactly is happening in the Rizhao Empire?

Xia Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness. He wanted to probe further, but Xia Tianming stepped forward from beside him and shook his head at him.

"Greetings, Emperor Xia!"

"Greetings, Lord Emperor Xia!"

Upon Xia Tianming's appearance, everyone recognized him.

Whether it was the military generals or civil servants of the Imperial Capital, or the Great Xia people, they all bowed in obedience.

Even Duke Dingyuan of the Rizhao Empire hurriedly bowed down.

"Greetings, Lord Emperor Xia!"

"Mm, rise."

Xia Tianming's tone was unruffled, he spoke calmly.

"Swoosh!"

With one order, everyone present stood up, yet still kept their heads low, wearing respectful expressions.

"Lord Emperor Xia, this is the ceasefire document written by the emperor of our nation. Please have a look."

Duke Dingyuan carefully took out a scroll wrapped in green cord from his sleeve and respectfully handed it to Emperor Xia.

Xia Tianming took it, briefly scanned it, and shook his head, saying: "Not enough."

"Not enough?" Duke Dingyuan was momentarily puzzled.

"If this is the extent of Rizhao Empire's sincerity in requesting a ceasefire agreement, then forget it." Xia Tianming cast a contemptuous glance at Duke Dingyuan, "Go back and tell that surname Yun, if my Great Xia Empire can conquer a third of your West Province's territory in a month, then in three months, our army might be pressing down on your Imperial Capital City."

Duke Dingyuan was silent for a long while, taking a deep breath, he refrained from getting angry again.

"Then may I ask, Emperor Xia, what conditions would you find most suitable?"

Duke Dingyuan cupped his hands, lowered his head, and asked softly.

His task this time was to return to the Rizhao Empire with the ceasefire agreement. The Cyan Emperor's intention was clear: regardless of anything, they must maintain peace with the Great Xia Empire during this period.

Although unclear why, Duke Dingyuan was not in a position to oppose the Cyan Emperor's words.

He knew clearly, just as Xia Tianming said before, even if all of them were killed, with the current attitude of the Cyan Emperor, he probably wouldn't avenge them, would he?

Everything prioritized the success of this mission.

"The one who defeated you is my grandson, you should negotiate with him." Xia Tianming turned away indifferently, waving his hand, "Xiao Feng, you can sign the ceasefire agreement on my behalf, but only if their conditions satisfy you."

"Understood."

Xia Feng smiled and nodded, then walked up to Duke Dingyuan.

"Three conditions."

Xia Feng said, "If you can accept them, I'll sign the ceasefire agreement."

"Please state them, Emperor's Son." Duke Dingyuan kept his head lowered, hiding his expression of humiliation.

"First, Rizhao Empire compensates with three Top Grade Dragon Marrow, second..."

"Is Emperor's Son being unreasonable? Three pieces of Top Grade Dragon Marrow?" Before Xia Feng could state the second condition, Duke Dingyuan couldn't help but lift his head with an angry face.

"Our Rizhao Empire has a total of only seven pieces of Top Grade Dragon Marrow, and your Great Xia Empire only has five. Top Grade Dragon Marrow can aid Celestial Tier Martial Sovereigns in cultivation, each piece is a priceless treasure without a market."

"Three pieces of Top Grade Dragon Marrow; does your Great Xia Empire have such reserves?!" Duke Dingyuan exclaimed angrily, "If the Emperor's Son is serious, then please kill us, for we in Rizhao Empire, although reluctant to go to war, will not continue to retreat endlessly!"

Xia Feng raised an eyebrow. He didn't expect Duke Dingyuan's reaction to be so intense when negotiating terms and usually starts high, then gradually adjusts downward.

"Then what does Duke Dingyuan propose?" Xia Feng stroked his chin, raising an eyebrow as he asked.

"Thirty Emperor Level Weapons, thirty Emperor Level Martial Techniques, and one piece of Upper Grade Dragon Marrow." Duke Dingyuan slowly stated.

"You heard my grandfather's words earlier. Not enough." Xia Feng shook his head.

"If the Emperor's Son feels it's insufficient, then there's nothing we can do." Duke Dingyuan snorted coldly, starting to show a hint of recklessness.

"Do you think I'm easy to bully?" Xia Feng couldn't help but let out a cold laugh. With a snap of his fingers, the ten women surrounding him immediately encircled the delegation.

"Boom!"

Without Xia Feng's signal, the ten women instantly unleashed the power of their Martial Sovereigns, the overwhelming pressure of ten Earth Tier Martial Sovereigns weighed heavily on Duke Dingyuan and his entourage.

In an instant, it was as if a mountain weighing ten thousand tons pressed upon their chests, making it difficult for them to breathe.

Duke Dingyuan's eyes widened, sweat rolling off him in large droplets, revealing a look of terror.

"I can overthrow twelve of your cities within a month, slay dozens of your Martial Sovereigns from the Teng Jiu Building, even including two Celestial Tier Martial Sovereigns."

"This can be the end, or it can be the beginning of your Rizhao Empire's downfall."

Xia Feng spoke slowly and composedly, "I won't kill you. Since we can't come to an agreement, then go back and tell your master that a week from now, I will lead my forces to continue advancing towards the Central Province."

"Begone."

Xia Feng kicked the box on the carriage, shattering it, causing countless Emperor Weapons to scatter, but he didn't bother to look at them.

Emperor Weapons are precious, but given his current status and rank, they no longer catch his eye.

For the vast Great Xia Empire, what they lack least are these Emperor Level Weapons and Martial Techniques.

The accumulation over hundreds of thousands of years means these things are among the least valuable to the Empire.

But Dragon Marrow is different; Dragon Marrow is a non-renewable resource, especially Top Grade Dragon Marrow.

The production of Top Grade Dragon Crystals is fixed, these crystals can greatly enhance the cultivation speed of Earth Tier and Celestial Tier Martial Sovereigns. If an empire can own multiple Top Grade Dragon Marrow, it means within the same time, they can produce more Earth Tier and Celestial Tier Martial Sovereigns.

Having this power equates to truly possessing the right to speak.

Duke Dingyuan also understands this well, which is why he only skirt around the topic of Top Grade Dragon Marrow. Sending it to the Great Xia Empire is too beneficial.

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