As a lord, I was forced to farm

Chapter 986 Meeting the Messenger

But when he arrived at Dasu, let alone bamboo wine and monkey wine, he had only taken a sip of the spirit wine before this barbarian threw it away, which really infuriated him!
Barbarians, barbarians, a bunch of barbarians! They just throw away this good wine like that!
"...That kind of trashy wine is certainly not worthy of my status. It should be replaced with Bamboo Fermented Monkey Wine!" The envoy surged with spiritual power, slapped his palm, and a hole was immediately punched in the side of the carriage he was sitting on!
Veins bulged on the soldier's forehead, and his spiritual energy surged, unleashing an aura of the Profound Bone Realm. He wanted nothing more than to beat the envoy to a pulp, but he still suppressed his temper and said through gritted teeth, "We'll be at Cangwu Palace soon, Envoy. Drinking will only lead to trouble. I think you'd better not drink!"

Before the envoy could say anything more, he saw the soldiers of the Great Camp surrounding him casting menacing glances at him.

These soldiers had truly fought on the battlefield; their breath carried a heavy aura of killing intent, and their eyes seemed to press down heavily, like mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

The messenger felt as if his throat was being choked, and it took him a long time to find his voice again.

"It's just a territory that has just become a capital-level territory by luck, and its people are indeed a bunch of savages who eat raw meat and drink blood." The envoy thought to himself, "If the king hadn't been too busy dealing with Da Su, this small territory would have been annexed by my Da Ce long ago."

"These soldiers are so disrespectful to me! When I see King Dasudu, I will make sure he teaches these barbarians a lesson!"

Soon, the group arrived at the foot of the Lingze Islands.

The envoy dismounted from the carriage, opened his mouth wide, and looked up at the scene before him.

Azure waters and azure skies each form a distinct boundary, with the Lingze Islands standing out like a dividing line. Brilliant cloud formations, radiating a warm glow, circulate around the entire island in a rotating orbit.

Gazing at the majestic island suspended in the air and the exquisite palace faintly visible in the mist, the envoy's haughty expression faded, replaced by one of utter disbelief. "There really is such a paradise-like place in this world?!"

“Even the palace of my Great Strategy King cannot compare to this sight.” The Great Strategy Envoy had never seen an island floating in the air before. The breathtaking scenery before him left him speechless for a moment.

"You, you, your royal palace is actually built in the sky?!" the envoy couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice.

Seeing his ignorant appearance, the dozens of soldiers couldn't help but secretly cast disdainful glances at him, but the envoy's gaze was fixed on the Lingze Islands and he didn't notice.

"It's time to hit the road."

The leading soldier said to the messenger.

The envoy hummed and hawed in fascination for a while before finally snapping out of it and asking, "This island is several miles from the shore and a hundred feet above the ground. How are we going to get there?"

At this moment, the soldier summoned a flying sword, and a large hand instantly grabbed the messenger's clothes at the back of his neck, lifting him up. "Won't this allow you to go up?"

Having said that, the flying sword beneath his feet suddenly rose up, swaying left and right at an extremely fast speed, carrying the envoy into the air.

"Aaaaaah!!!!" The envoy screamed in fright, and when he opened his mouth, he swallowed a mouthful of cold air. At this moment, where was the so-called majesty of the Heavenly City envoy?

In fact, the Great Palace had a Sky-Patrolling Boat that could receive envoys. However, the envoy's arrogance and domineering behavior along the way angered everyone. After consulting with their superiors, the leading soldier deliberately chose to transport the envoy by flying sword, grabbing him by the back of the neck and carrying him up. After a heart-stopping moment, the soldier put the envoy on the ground. Still shaken, the envoy lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Before the envoy could even curse, he heard a majestic voice: "We have arrived at the Meridian Gate. Please enter through the side gate."

The towering Meridian Gate stood before him, and the envoy was so stunned by the magnificent sight that he forgot to speak. He followed the soldiers leading the way to a luxurious palace called Zhaoming Hall.

Upon arriving at the palace, the envoy's initial shock subsided. He thought to himself, "Da Su is clearly a new capital, yet it has the means to build such a magnificent palace. Its wealth must far exceed my expectations."

But what good is wealth if you have to have the strength to protect it?

His Great Strategy has existed on the continent for nearly six hundred years, and there are several experts in the Transcendent Realm and the Heavenly Realm within its territory. What can this small capital city possibly do?

He's sure to gain a lot from this trip.

The envoy's expression relaxed slightly as he thought about it, and the arrogant air of authority from the upper city returned to his face.

Before long, the envoy did not kneel in obeisance. His greedy eyes brazenly scanned the scene in the hall. After a while, he lazily bowed to the throne, his eyes still fixed on the figure above. "I am the envoy from Da Ce Province. I have come to pay my respects to King Da Su Du on the orders of King Da Ce."

The messenger saw a woman wearing a half-face mask sitting lazily on the throne.

He had heard before that the Queen of Dasudu was a very charming young woman, but why did she not show her true face and instead hide it from him, an envoy from Dace?
This shows they don't take him, the envoy, seriously, nor do they take their grand strategy seriously!
Thinking of this, the envoy felt a surge of anger. He made no attempt to conceal his purpose, and even embellished his account of his experiences along the way:

"Da Su is a capital city, yet its officials and soldiers are so crude and vulgar that they entertain our envoys with coarse food and wine that even dogs wouldn't drink?"

The envoy clamored for Jiang Ran to teach those people a lesson, but he didn't see the ministers in the main hall, whose faces grew increasingly grim and who were almost ready to devour each other.

Everyone knew that Da Ce's envoy had ill intentions, but to send such a brainless and arrogant person was clearly a deliberate act of disrespect towards Da Su!
The envoy paused, raised his head high, and continued, "Our Great Strategy has a million elite troops stationed along the Yunxiang River."

The moment the words "a million elite troops" were uttered, the atmosphere in the hall shifted into one of tension.

The Grand Envoy was pleased with the crowd's reaction. He straightened his back and continued speaking the prepared and memorized words, "However, my Grand Ce is not the kind of person who is fond of war. As long as your Grand Su can submit to my Grand Ce like Chao Lian and Tian Chen did before..."

"Why do you not kneel before my Great King Su?"

Suddenly, a cold shout rang out, carrying the pressure of spiritual power. The Grand Envoy felt as if his head had been struck by a heavy hammer, and he was extremely dizzy, forced to stop his rambling words.

The next moment, his leg was kicked by a master of ceremonies dressed in crimson robes, his knee bent, and he fell straight to the ground.