"I've seen Your Majesty."

After hearing the sound in the sky, Wang Lu bowed gently, and then sent a voice to his teammates, "Don't speak, it's enough for me to talk to him. The Golden King's situation is special, and your casual interruption will only worsen the situation."

Aya asked subconsciously: "Hmm?"

Because the sound transmission efficiency of the soul is extremely high, Wang Lu patiently explained: "If you think about it, it is obvious that the situation is not good. Now is the time for a fragile glass heart. What if you, the big and thick-hearted people, annoyed him?"

"Wait, are the big and thick referring to me?" Aya was shocked and angry.

"Hey, your focus is obviously wrong. Please pay attention to the Golden King, after all, you are your colleague."

"Yes, what's wrong with him?"

"Haha, you don't believe it, but you think about it. What kind of person is the Golden King? He is domineering the world, has a great talent, and then his personality is polarized. He is generous to loyal and excellent ministers, but he punishes anyone who dares to disobey him, no matter how rich or poor, no matter how poor, he is. So why should such a king tolerate the existence of the Holy Light Cult? Has his temperament changed drastically in ten thousand years?"

“…that is, he can’t do anything?”

"It's obvious. If he really has control over the treasure house, would he allow so many people to come to Taobao? No matter how much he shows off his wealth, shows generosity, and let a group of treasure hunters from all over the mainland who have no loyalty to him or even no respect for him take away his treasure, is he sick? It's obvious that there is only a wisp of residual soul left, and he can do nothing about what happened in the mainland. The tea will be cold when people leave."

"This... is really incredible." Aya shook her head. Although she did not agree with the Golden King's ruling philosophy, she also respected his civil and military skills. Unexpectedly, thousands of years have passed, the former overlord was so desolate.

"What's incredible? Are you in a much better situation than others now? Isn't you also a hero? And you're a penniless hero. At least they still have a treasure trove. Alas, in short, this is probably an occupational disease in your industry, right?"

"You are only an occupational disease"

"In short, the Golden King is at the trough of his life. If there is no savior from the stars to help him, he may not be able to calm down. But he is the overlord of the world after all. As a king, the dignity and reserve of the king make it impossible for him to endure offenses and insults, nor to accept sympathy from those below. Therefore, you must be careful when talking. On the one hand, you must maintain politeness, but on the other hand, you cannot be too diligent, so that he feels that we are sympathizing with him. The king does not need sympathy, but only admiration and loyalty. The measure is difficult to grasp, and only professional adventurers like me can handle it. You guys who are big and thick, just shut up."

"you……"

"Okay, I'm going to talk to the Golden King. Just be careful to maintain your duty as a beauty - without saying a word, revealing an infinitely beautiful confused expression."

With the transmission of the soul, Wang Lu finished his comments, and then the next moment, a sudden sound rang out.

"Just talk about bastards here, aren't you prepared enough?"

"Damn, the Golden King?"

Even Wang Lu was surprised at this moment. This soul transmission is a very private method. It can be disturbed and interrupted, but if you want to get into it, it requires great ability. At least only the elders of the Tianjian Hall can do it on Lingjian Mountain. It is correct. The Golden King is a legendary powerful man, and it is not difficult to eavesdrop on the dialogues of several younger generations.

Anyway, just hear it when you hear it. You have to look forward as a person.

"Uh, your majesty, hello."

"Hmph, I was very happy just now, it's a bastard."

"Haha, since you have heard it myself, are there any guidance?"

"Battleman, are you really tired of living?"

"Otherwise, will you accept it if I apologize? Alas, I don't want to do this, but since it's clear, let's just say it straight, Your Majesty the Golden King, I need your help, and I am willing to provide our strength for you to use, fair trade, gains and losses. Although our strength is meager, you should use it now."

Wang Lu tried to switch tone to convince the other party, but the Golden King laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha, the self-righteous bastard, I can use your power? A bastard like you who has never even crossed the threshold of a high-level threshold, my country needs as much as I want."

Wang Lu sighed in reality and said to Aya and others: "Did you see it? This is what I call a glass heart. You are obviously so depressed and want to save face."

Aya said in surprise: "Hey, you're talking in reality."

"...I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to it, but it doesn't matter. Isn't the Golden King in the soul? I can't hear it."

"You are lying to yourself"

"If you want to go out, there is only one way."

In reality, the Golden King interrupted Wang Lu's self-deception just right.

Wang Lu said: "Your Majesty, I know you must have a solution haha, how can a mere administrator disobey the supreme Golden King? As long as you open your mouth, you will think that there are entrances and exits everywhere here.

"Hmph, ignorant bastard. The rules I have set are absolute."

Wang Lu smiled: "Even the rulers can't violate it? Don't tease me, how can there be rulers in the world who respect the law?"

"Yes, if I intend, it is not difficult to leave, but why should I help you? Breaking the rules I have set for several bastards? Listen to it, if you want to leave, collect 999 roses according to my rules. As you guess, roses must be made up of the souls of middle-level or above professions, so go and kill 999 intermediate-level professions for me."

"There are no people here. Where do you ask us to find nine hundred and ninety-nine intermediate professionals? Could it be...

Wang Lu said, looked at Aya, Liulixian and others around him, and asked, "Does he want me and them to give birth to ninety-nine children, train them to become intermediate professionals and then come to you for blood sacrifice?"

Aya: "Wang Lu, what are you talking about?"

Liu Lixian: "Give birth? Haha, senior brother, do you really want to have many children? I really like the child's birth and let me play with it?"

Wang Lu calculated by counting his fingers: "If this is the case, Aya, Liulixian, Bai Shixuan, and the cauldron used are three people. Without considering factors such as miscarriage and premature death, each person will have an average of 333 children. According to ten months of pregnancy, it will take more than two hundred years. Tsk, it is better than staying here forever. So, the Golden King, do you mean to have to wait for these two hundred years?"

The Golden King was silent for a long time, and finally said, "You are such a fantasy bastard. In my country, you need a funny artist like you."

After a pause, the Golden King said, "When did I say that you should collect nine hundred and ninety-nine roses here?"

Wang Lu was shocked: "But if you don't collect enough... Hey, do you mean to take medical parole?"

The Golden King said, "Leave part of your soul here, and I can open the rest."

While speaking, a purple portal opened in the darkness.

"Through this gate, your souls will be harvested as evidence that you will still stay here. When you have completed your collection, you will be teleported to this gate from any entrance to enter my treasure house. This gate can last for a hundred years, and after a hundred years, there is no need to say more."

Wang Lu nodded: "Thank you for your gift."

"Hmph, my gift is not for no reason. I have a condition: how to collect nine hundred and ninety-nine roses? You whimsical bastard, don't need me to remind you again, right?"

"Of course, please rest assured by your Majesty."

"Ahhh, see the light of day again."

With Wang Lu cheering happily, the group left the purple portal and appeared outside Taobao City. The warm sunshine shone on his face, making him look particularly warm.

Leaving from the dead darkness, several people felt a little lighter.

Wang Lu smiled sarcastically and said, "The weight of the soul"

Aya glared at him angrily, but when she turned around and saw Liu Lixian and others carefree, she had to admit that her worries were purely unnecessary.

In fact, the Golden King's portal is indeed extremely mysterious. It has been divided into part of the soul, but it is nothing different when it is in action. According to legend, the Golden King is the closest mortal to the gods, and his control over the soul is far above anyone. Such a method can be seen again after ten thousand years...

But she still had a question: "We will not be discovered if we leave like this, right? I mean, can the Golden King's ability be hidden from the administrator? I always feel that the Golden King's ability to control the treasure house is very low. Although he acts calmly,..."

Wang Lu said lightly: "He is the King of Golden."

Aya became curious: "Do you respect the Golden King very much?"

"I have respect for any strong man, and the Golden King is undoubtedly the most advanced strong man. If possible, I would like to see how he looked when he was alive."

"…Say, what are you going to do with the nine hundred and ninety-nine roses?"

"You still need to ask? The Holy Light Sect and the Golden King have made a mortal enemy. Since they want to kill the intermediate profession, of course they have recognized the charlatan of the Holy Light Sect to kill. There are only a thousand intermediate professions, but they are not that easy to gather. In Jiuzhou, the intermediate professions should be the corresponding foundation-building level, right? There is a thousand foundation-building cultivators, even the Holy Light Sect is not easy to gather... But I have an idea, I wonder if you agree with Aya?"

"Um?"

"Before, the administrator mentioned the battle of purification. According to his meaning, it was a war between the Holy Light Cult and the Bladon Dragon Clan, and... Judging from the tone, it should have happened in a not-too-long past. It should not be that easy to purify your bloodline, right? Aya, I have never asked before, what intensity is your country at its peak?"

"Although it cannot be compared with the kingdom of the Golden King, in terms of military strength, it is the most powerful in the world." Aya was so proud that she could not hide her heroism as she spoke. "There are more than a hundred senior professionals alone, and there are thousands of middle-level professionals. In Jiuzhou, no mortal kingdom can be compared. It is a powerful force close to the five saints of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance. The Blaidong Dragon Clan has inherited tens of thousands of years of ancient blood, with lush branches and leaves, and many powerful people emerge."

"Oh? I can't tell that Aya, you are quite capable of giving birth."

"What?"

"It's nothing, I just want to say that if the Holy Light Sect wants to destroy such bloodlines, in addition to looking forward to the peaceful evolution of your dragon clan bloodline, it will only have to use absolute crushing military strength. At the same time, after the tribe is exterminated, it will also have to station a strong army to suppress the rebellion, and that strong army is the best target...Aya, whether you want to restore the country or I want to find a deeper treasure in the treasure house of the king. This step is a must."
Chapter completed!