The King's birthday? Presenting congratulatory gifts?
Everyone showed a thoughtful expression.
The selection for Prince Consort has already undergone two evaluations.
The first challenge, climbing the Sky-reaching Peak, tested everyone's Martial Arts Heart.
Those standing in this hall, undoubtedly, all possess a Martial Arts Heart far stronger than ordinary people.
The second challenge, the Slaughter Illusion Realm trial, tested everyone's Martial Arts Talent.
Without question, all present here are astonishingly talented prodigies.
As for ng Yi and others, although they did not participate in the previous two evaluations, their Martial Arts Heart and Martial Arts Talent are definitely not inferior to others, perhaps even stronger.
A month later, the celebration of the King's birthday might just be the third evaluation.
On the surface, the objective of this challenge seems quite straightforward, just as ng Yi ntioned, only to see whose gift is more precious.
But in fact, those seated here are all astute individuals, very clear that the real purpose of this challenge is to have everyone compete based on their background and status because, typically, only those with stronger forces behind them can present the most precious gifts.
On closer thought, it's quite normal for the Royal Family to arrange such a challenge; after all, Her Highness the Princess is a treasured jewel of unparalleled nobility. Without a certain status and background, how could one be worthy of her?
"This evaluation is arranged perfectly; it's about ti for those yokels from the sticks to realize the reality. Without any status or background, they dare compete for the position of Prince Consort, like a toad lusting after swan at, overestimating themselves. I really want to see what sort of embarrassing objects certain paupers will bring to the table."
Wanyan Zheng looked down on Zhao Letian with arrogance and mocked him with a mocking tone.
In his view, Zhao Letian has no chance of winning in this challenge; any random person here would have a much more formidable background than Zhao Letian.
anwhile, other people also looked at Zhao Letian with strange expressions, not optimistic about him. The mo*st up‑t o‑d^ate v.er@si on# is on *%.
Everyone had also heard that Zhao Letian seed to co from a small tribe; compared to everyone else, his status and background were negligible—how could he possibly present a dignified gift?
Perhaps, what he considered invaluable, was nothing more than trash to others.
That is to say, even before the challenge begins, it's certain that Zhao Letian will definitely be the first one eliminated.
Even Murong Zhan, who knew Zhao Letian best, couldn't help but frown.
Speaking of which, his knowledge about Zhao Letian wasn't that extensive, but he knew that Zhao Letian was not an ordinary Martial Artist, and his wealth was indeed quite shocking.
After all, since Zhao Letian could so casually produce Qingluo Wine, this extrely precious fine wine, how could he not have so family riches?
However, the forces behind those present here, which one of them isn't extrely wealthy? Zhao Letian's wealth, compared to the imnse forces behind everyone else, is just the tip of an iceberg, insignificant and not worth ntioning at all.
If this evaluation truly depended on the preciousness of the gifts, then Murong Zhan could be certain that Zhao Letian would undoubtedly lose.
Not just these people, even Zhao Letian, after hearing ng Yi's words, couldn't help but frown.
He indeed possessed considerable wealth, far surpassing that of most Martial Artists of the sa rank, and even many Sect Martial Realm experts could not be compared with him.
However, with the forces behind these people present here, they could easily dispatch a plethora of Sect Martial Realm experts, and compared to these behemoths, Zhao Letian inevitably appeared to be alone and too insignificant.
Of course, if he were willing to sell all his Qingluo Wine for Primordial Stones, perhaps he could co up with a gift that could rival the others.
But even so, he had no confidence that he could overco the others.
Moreover, the Qingluo Wine was still greatly useful to him, to continue refining his body and strengthening his ridians; he was reluctant to sell it.
Thus, selling Qingluo Wine was not a feasible thod; he must think of sothing else.
"Selling Cultivation Techniques and Martial Techniques? Probably not feasible."
Zhao Letian thought to himself and imdiately dismissed the idea.
In his mind, he possessed countless Cultivation Techniques and Martial Techniques with imasurable value. If he sold them without concern for the consequences, he could easily purchase the entire Gray Wolf Kingdom, let alone these people here.
However, the risk in doing so was enormous, likely attracting attention and possibly even leading to fatal danger.
And if he didn't sell a vast number of Cultivation Techniques and Martial Techniques, but only a few, it would be worthless.
After all, with his current cultivation, he could only access Dark Level Cultivation Techniques and Martial Techniques. As the rulers of the Gray Wolf Kingdom, even the Royal Family who probably possessed nurous King-level Experts, how could they care about a few re Dark Level Cultivation Techniques and Martial Techniques?
Even Earth-level Cultivation Techniques and Martial Techniques, they might not regard too highly, otherwise, they wouldn't have given them away to everyone through the Slaughter Illusion Realm trial.
In other words, selling Cultivation Techniques and Martial Techniques also wouldn't work; he still needed to think of another thod.
"With my current strength, even if I exhaust all I have, I probably cannot present a gift impressive enough for the King of Gray Wolf, can I?"
Zhao Letian pondered with a frown.
Since he couldn't present an adequately precious gift, he could only do the next best thing and try to present sothing that might interest the King.
But the problem was, the King's power had already reached a terrifying level, piercing through heaven and earth. No one knew how profound his current cultivation was; people only knew that his existence was the stabilizing needle of the Gray Wolf Kingdom. With him present, neighboring states and the many Demon Kings in the wilderness dared not easily violate the Gray Wolf Kingdom.
Zhao Letian really couldn't figure out how he, a re ant from the True Martial Realm, could present a gift that could move such a Martial Arts giant.
What could possibly interest soone as powerful as the King of Gray Wolf?
"I've got it! It's said that the lifespan of the King of Gray Wolf seems to be nearing its end; perhaps, I can help him out."
While contemplating, a Spirit Light suddenly flashed in Zhao Letian's mind, and a look of pleasant surprise passed through his eyes.
"Zilong, my brother, what are you standing around for? Everyone has gone to watch the fight between ng Yi and Hua Qianyang, aren't you going? It's a rare opportunity, watching their level of experts' battle might inspire us."
Just then, Murong Zhan ca over and asked with a smile.
"Everyone's left? Little Prince, I won't go. I have urgent matters to attend to," Zhao Letian said, waking from his thoughts and glancing around only to see people indeed transforming into streaks of light, bursting out of the hall and flying towards the horizon. But quickly, he refrained his gaze and shook his head with a smile.
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