Chapter 301

301 – Extorting André

Yang Feng revealed a smile and said: “Your Highness, I just want to have a talk with you.”

André’s thoughts revolved, and he sneered: “You want to have a talk with me? So, your loyalty doesn’t lie with that idiot Garça, but with yourself.”

Yang Feng spoke flatly: “Your Highness André, I came here because I am at least 80% confident that I can make you stay behind. What are you willing to pay to leave?”

André’s pupils constricted slightly, and he stared at Yang Feng with extremely cold killing intent in his eyes. It was the man in front of him who tripped him on his way to the throne and killed more than 400,000 troops. He wished that he could pull Yang Feng’s tendons and break his bones.

However, the flood left André more apprehensive of Yang Feng, fear looming in his heart.

Yang Feng standing quietly in front of him left André guessing how many more hidden cards the former still had to play.

The killing intent in the depths of André’s eyes finally retreated slowly, and he asked calmly: “What do you want?”

Yang Feng said lightly: “I want the money and valuables you collected along the way.”

When he heard that, André’s face contorted slightly, then he meditated for a while before gritting his teeth and speaking decisively: “Fine!”

Along the way, André plundered countless riches from the cities and territories he captured. He intended to use these riches as military expenditure. Now that his 460,000 troops were washed away by the flood caused by Yang Feng, he didn’t have the ability to protect the riches, so he promptly decided to give them to Yang Feng.

It was better to have the wealth fall into Yang Feng’s hands than into Garça’s.

Yang Feng spoke with a smile: “I am a Wizard, a Grand Potioneer, too boot. I am very interested in all kinds of mysterious magic objects, such as precious magic ore, magic plant seeds, rare alchemical articles, and all kinds of precious magic notes and magic secret methods.”

As the great prince of the Morrince Empire, André had the support of 3 first-class bigshots, He was also the commander-in-chief of the southern army. The treasures on him were beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

André contemplated for a while. With a flick of his wrist, a black bag appeared in his hand, and he tossed it toward Yang Feng.

“Planar stone!” Yang Feng opened the black bag and took a look, then his eyes lit up, and a glint of excitement flickered in the abyss of his eyes.

Inside the black bag lay an ordinary-looking, black stone. That ordinary-looking stone, however, was a planar stone, a treasure that countless Starry Sky Warlock rank powerhouses and upwards of the Cangzhi plane dreamed of.

A planar stone was the main ingredient for making a planar passageway, and a planar passageway stood for countless resources and endless wealth of a plane.

Even in the Cangzhi Plane’s Great Cloud Dynasty, planar stones were priceless, strategic goods of the dynasty. Besides, they were traded in grams, yet this planar stone was the size of a fist and weighed 1 catty. If placed on the Cangzhi Plane and sold to a formidable Warlock in need of it, it could even fetch you a semi-divine armament.

Holding the planar stone, Yang Feng’s his eyes burned with a passion: “One of the primary material planes capable of contending with the Cangzhi Plane indeed. Although the Feisuo Plane’s area is much smaller than that of the Cangzhi Plane, yet it has resources aplenty. No wonder countless people covet it.”

Once the Cangzhi Plane’s countless Warlocks cultivated until the Great Warlock or Starry Sky Warlock rank, they would rack their brains to come up with ways to carry out planar exploration and colonization. The profits involving planar trade could reach ten thousand fold.

Many things of little value on other planes might be worth hundredfold on the Cangzhi Plane. Similarly, many things of little value on the Cangzhi Plane might be worth a hundred fold on other planes. Thus, in one trip, the profits could reach a ten thousand fold.

Of course, trade between planes also involved huge risks, where a slight misstep could result in death for even such frightening beings as Moonlight Warlocks and Glorious Dawn Warlocks.

Bizarre existences of some formidable planes could destroy all members of low-ranked Bloodline Warlock families with just a word. The information Yang Feng collected in the Demonic Fighting Sect recorded many examples of Bloodline Warlock families exterminated by bizarre existences of some formidable planes.

With a flick of his wrist, Yang Feng put away the planar stone, then said with a light smile: “I like this gift very much, but it’s still not enough to let you go. I am loyal to His Majesty Garça.”

André smiled coldly and mused for a moment. With a flip of his wrist, he threw a piece of oval, light cyan ore toward Yang Feng and said: “This is soman divine iron. Reportedly, it is one of the main materials used by the gods to forge divine armaments.”

When Yang Feng received the oval, light cyan ore, his eyes bloomed with delight: “What soman divine iron, this is clearly the rare ore cyan akatani star core, it’s the main material for making eternal robot cores.”

Cyan akatani star core was a precious ore the xizu discovered during their exploration of the universe. It was very rare and difficult to synthesize.

Even with their technology at its strongest, it would take the xizu 5 years to synthesize the piece of cyan akatani star core in Yang Feng’s hand.

Cyan akatani star core was one of the main materials for making the most powerful eternal robot cores of the xizu, and it was very precious even to the xizu.

Yang Feng played with the cyan akatani star core as countless ideas revolved in his mind. Finally, he smiled and made way: “Okay, you can go.”

Instead of being in a hurry to leave, André said gravely: “Ian, I’m clearly much stronger than that rubbish Garça. Why have you sided with that trash instead of siding with me? With us working together, that trash isn’t worth mentioning. If can promise you anything he did and much more.”

Yang Feng replied with a smile: “Your Highness André, you have countless experts under you. If I joined your faction, I’d just be one of them. You can defeat His Majesty Garça without my help. His Majesty Garça is different, however. Only by relying on me can he surpass you. If I had taken your side at the time, I wouldn’t have gotten as many benefits.”

André meditated for a moment before showing a helpless smile.

As the commander-in-chief of the southern army, André had numerous powerhouses under his command, and he still had the support of 3 first-rate bigshots. At the time, he was only interested in Yang Feng because he wanted deprive Garça of a helper. If Yang Feng had sided with him, he wouldn’t have paid much attention to the former.

André’s eyes flashed with a peculiar glint, and he promised: “I admit, I did underestimate you before! Ian, if you side with me, I will enfeoff you as a hereditary peer grand prince when I ascend the throne. You’ll be the first prince of the Morrince Empire of another surname.”

Yang Feng smiled faintly and made way: “Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness! Please!”

After a long sigh, André very vigilantly passed Yang Feng.

Yang Feng suddenly spoke: “Afterwards, I will send his Majesty Garça a letter of resignation to take responsibility for the flood in the Notice Province.”

André trembled slightly. A complex look in his eyes, his body flashed, and he rushed into the distance.

Yang Feng looked at André’s back disappear in the distance, then smiled faintly and turned to leave.

Outside the Burgas City, André’s 460,000 troops were washed away by the flood, suffering heavy casualties. Merely more than 100 Wizards chose to surrender, while the high-ranking officers died in battle.

When he returned to the Newton City, André took his troops away, leaving supplies and gear behind.

As soon as André fled, a cavalry mysteriously appeared outside the Newton City, ransacked the, and mysteriously disappeared.

Yang Feng commanded 300,000 troops to steadily forge ahead and sent emissaries to various places.

After the Notice Province was secured, Yang Feng’s emissaries arrived in the Tandoo Province. The cities of the Tandoo Province immediately changed banners.

As Yang Feng steadily pushed forward, many aristocrats sent memorials to the throne to the St. Tulan City, criticising Yang Feng. Greater aristocrats whose fiefs were in the Notice Province were particularly vicious in their criticism.

The flood caused by Yang Feng not only flooded most of the Notice Province, but also affected 2 neighboring provinces.

The greater aristocrats incurred disastrous losses due to the flooding of their fiefs. But they didn’t dare to directly went their anger on Yang Feng, and could only complain to Garça sitting on the throne in the St. Tulan City.

The St. Tulan City, inside the imperial study.

A document in hand, Garça looked at it carefully. There was an indescribable joy in his eyes. But after looking at a memorial to the throne next to his right hand, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He meditated for a while, then picked up the memorial to the throne and handed it to Bracy standing beside him: “Take a look, Bracy!”

After he took the document, Bracy took a closer look at the document, his expression increasingly solemn.

Garça smiled lightly and said: “Marshal Ian wants to resign in order to take responsibility for the flood in the Notice Province. He recommends Goyena for the position of the rebellion suppression marshal and the commander-in-chief of the rebellion suppression army. What do you think?”

Bracy’s face changed dramatically, and he spoke in a grave voice: “Your Majesty, you mustn’t! You must not allow Marshal Ian to resign now. Instead, let him him smother the rebel André in one go.”

Garça hesitated, saying: “But there are a lot of memorials to the throne criticizing Ian! Many greater aristocrats expressed their dissatisfaction with him. The flood submerged the Notice Province, leaving more than 10 million people destitute and homeless.”