Towards Prince Jin's words, Yan Zhaoge snorted disdainfully.
This Prince Jin who coveted the throne of the Eastern Tang definitely did not do so out of good intentions.
Although he was a Martial Grandmaster, in terms of knowledge and experience, he could not compare to Yan Zhaoge.
He could see that Zhao Hao's strength was extraordinary, but he was unable to detect any further clues.
As Zhao Shilie saw it, although Zhao Hao had domineeringly defeated two Martial Artists, if he provoked Zhao Yuan and Zhao Sheng who were already Martial Scholars, he would undoubtedly be instakilled.
In truth, it was not just Zhao Shilie; almost everyone present felt this way.
Looking at the Zhao Hao who had taken the initiative to provoke him now, it was like looking at a madman.
Yan Zhaoge, however, did not see it this way. It would still be very difficult for Zhao Hao to cross the heavenly chasm between the Martial Scholar realm and the Martial Scholar realm, but facing Zhao Yuan and Zhao Sheng, he would not be completely helpless.
The gap in the martial dao between the two was probably very large, and the gap in their experience and knowledge was even greater. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were as different as the heavens and the earth.
The gaze with which Zhao Hao looked at Zhao Shilie actually contained some disdain, just that compared to Martial Scholars, he regarded him with a little more importance.
Zhao Shilie naturally did not have any good feelings towards Zhao Hao, but as he saw it, Zhao Hao could help him suppress Zhao Yuan and Zhao Sheng.
The more intense and evenly matched the internal strife of the Eastern Tang Kingdom's King, the better it would be for Zhao Shilie.
Zhao Hao had originally been nothing special, but now that he had suddenly risen up, he was a good chess piece for Zhao Shilie.
As for whether Zhao Hao would become stronger than Zhao Yuan in the future and affect his position, that was a different matter altogether.
At the end of the day, Zhao Hao was currently just a Martial Artist.
"What is my Eastern Tang Kingdom most famous for in the East Heaven Region? Alchemy and medicine? Wouldn't it be better to just compete in this, not harming our harmony. "
Zhao Yuan and Zhao Sheng were also not profligate sons; in the entire Eastern Tang royal family, alchemy and medicine were all experts. Just like practising martial arts, it was a part of their tradition.
The Eastern Tang's greatest alchemy power, the Pill Pavilion, was actually backed by the royal family.
"For Zhao Shilie to make such a suggestion, he obviously has a certain level of understanding towards Zhao Hao. This is interesting." Yan Zhaoge did not speak, coldly watching Zhao Shilie's performance from the sidelines.
Zhao Yuan and Zhao Sheng also thought of this point. They were somewhat hesitant, but it was not good for them to show weakness.
Of the two of them, one was the son of the Empress, the other was the son of the Imperial Concubine, while Zhao Hao's birth mother was only a palace maid.
Both of them had grown up in a much better environment and education than Zhao Hao.
In a competition of martial dao, a Grandmaster fighting a body refining martial artist, no matter what, there was no glory in winning.
Both of them glanced at Zhao Hao and nodded in agreement.
Although Zhao Hao's martial arts strength had improved by leaps and bounds, Zhao Yuan and Zhao Yue did not believe that Zhao Hao could beat them in alchemy.
Zhao Shilie smiled and said, "Pill Pavilion's First Seat Consecrated Elder, Old Mister Wang, happens to be here as well. Young Master Yan's family has a long history of learning, and his knowledge is extensive. This King is also somewhat proficient in the Dao of Alchemy, and together with Old Mister Wang and the other two, we can comment on your alchemy. This is a rare opportunity."
Yan Zhaoge smiled noncommittally as some martial practitioners in the distance escorted an old man over.
Seeing this old man, Zhao Yuan and Zhao Sheng immediately greeted him, "Hello, Elder Wang."
Only Zhao Hao remained where he was, calmly nodding at the old man.
Not only did Old Mister Wang not feel offended, he also nodded at Zhao Hao.
Seeing this, Zhao Yuan and Zhao Sheng's hearts instantly jumped.
And following that, as Old Mister Wang understood the situation, he shook his head, "What else is there to compare? The Sixteenth Prince's alchemy skills are even above this old man's."
"At this age, at this cultivation level, the level of his alchemy skills is something this old man has never seen before in my life."
His identity was special, and his temper was also very straightforward; he was somewhat unrestrained in his words.
As his words left his mouth, Zhao Yuan and Zhao Sheng were both stunned.
In the Eastern Tang Kingdom, the only person who could compete with this old man in alchemy was the King of the Eastern Tang Kingdom.
Even Prince Jin, Zhao Shilie, a Great Grandmaster, was inferior to Old Sir Wang, who was only at the Grandmaster realm.
Zhao Hao's expression was mild as he said simply, "Martial Scholar realm; your alchemy skills can also be considered not bad."
A smile appeared on Zhao Shilie's face, "This is a situation that even this King does not understand. Who would have thought that our Eastern Tang would produce a steed of a thousand li in this area."
"It'd be strange if you didn't know." Undetected by others, Yan Zhaoge quickly rolled his eyes, "If you didn't know, you would have come up with such an idea?"
"But, how did you know?"
Yan Zhaoge's gaze passed between Zhao Shilie and Zhao Hao, finally landing on the Pill Pavilion's First Priest, Old Mister Wang.
Zhao Yuan and Zhao Sheng's faces both turned a little ugly, with Zhao Hao smiling proudly, "In alchemy, it is my two Royal Brothers who have no chance at all. How about we compete in martial arts?"
Yan Zhaoge, who had not spoken all this time, now opened his mouth, "As Prince Jin said, such a small matter, there is no need to harm our amicable relationship."
"Let's compete in alchemy."
Zhao Yuan looked at Yan Zhaoge in surprise; even Zhao Shilie was a little exception.
Yan Zhaoge said, "But since we just happened to be here, why don't we add a little spice to this competition?"
Zhao Shilie knit his brows slightly, "Oh, I wonder which side Zhaoge wants to bet on."
If Yan Zhaoge were to bet on Zhao Hao, Zhao Shilie would have some misgivings in his heart. As he saw it, this was not just a gamble.
Rather, it was a signal that Yan Zhaoge, as well as the Yan Di behind him, wanted to give up on Zhao Yuan amongst the descendants of the King of the Eastern Tang Kingdom, and instead support Zhao Hao!
Zhao Yuan's expression did not change, but his gaze was clearly nervously looking at Yan Zhaoge.
"I'll bet on Brother Zhao Yuan," Yan Zhaoge said straightforwardly.
Zhao Yuan let out a sigh of relief, while the others were even more confused. Zhao Shilie said, "Thanks to Old Mister Wang's words, this King naturally thinks more highly of Royal Nephew Zhao Hao."
Yan Zhaoge nodded, "Then it's settled."
"I wonder what Zhaoge wants to bet on?"
"I'll bet on Prince Jin's share of the Pill Pavilion."
Hearing his words, Zhao Shilie's gaze abruptly flickered as he stared at Yan Zhaoge.
Not only did the Pill Pavilion hold the leading position in the Eastern Tang Kingdom in the field of pills, it was also the Eastern Tang's greatest source of income from external trade.
The biggest backer behind it was the Eastern Tang royal family, and the biggest leader was naturally the King of the Eastern Tang Kingdom. However, Zhao Shilie also held a very large share of the profits.
The appearance of the Smoke Cloud Powder had brought with it a huge profit, even beginning to squeeze out the market for similar types of pills in the entire East Heaven Region.
The others were all shocked. It was just a small competition, but the stakes were actually so large; wasn't this a little too hasty?
But thinking about it carefully, with Yan Zhaoge's background, what else of Zhao Shilie's could there be that Yan Zhaoge would be interested in?
Thinking about it this way, everyone felt at ease, just that they could not help but feel emotional in their hearts.
With such an awesome father, it really was comfortable ah …
"As for my wager, I believe that Prince Jin will also be very interested in it." Saying thus, Yan Zhaoge waved his hand, the low-grade spirit artifact, the Radiant Sun Wheel appearing before him.
Zhao Shilie blurted out, "Xiao Shen's Radiant Sun Wheel?!"
The others were all greatly shocked, "The Sacred Sun Clan's Xiao Shen's protective spirit artifact? How could it be … "
How could it be on Yan Zhaoge?!
Could it be …
Yan Zhaoge said calmly, "Xiao Shen was defeated by me, so this thing naturally became my spoils of war. I will use this to gamble with Prince Jin; it should be enough, right?"
Zhao Shilie's breathing became heavy. Even for him, a Martial Grandmaster, a spirit artifact was also an extremely rare treasure.
His share in the Eastern Tang's economy was not only of economic value, but also related to the long-term issue of the throne in the future.
It was very hard to accurately compare the value of the two.
However, that spirit artifact was Xiao Shen's. Now that it had fallen into Yan Zhaoge's hands, to Xiao Shen, it was undoubtedly a great humiliation.
If Zhao Shilie could help him get it back, it would undoubtedly be a huge favour. Not mentioning Xiao Shen, the person standing behind him was the Grand Elder of the Sacred Sun Clan.
It was just that, seeing that Yan Zhaoge knew that Zhao Hao's alchemy skills were very high, yet still dared to propose such a wager, Zhao Shilie could not help but feel uneasy.
How much confidence did he have to dare to face such difficulties head-on?
Logic told Zhao Shilie that it would be best not to gamble with Yan Zhaoge.
The others were also looking at Yan Zhaoge in shock. They had not thought that the late outer aura stage Xiao Shen would actually lose to Yan Zhaoge.
Only Zhao Hao seemed to have completely not realised what it meant for Yan Zhaoge to have seized Xiao Shen's Radiant Sun Wheel, as he still had a look of mild disdain on his face.
Perhaps he understood the meaning behind it, but still did not see it in his eyes …
Zhao Shilie's intention to make use of him, he might have understood it, but he similarly did not mind it. In the future, he would naturally repay him.
Looking at Yan Zhaoge, Zhao Hao let out a cold snort, "Hmph, Broad Creed Mountain, someone from Broad Creed Mountain … hehe!"
"Uncle Jin, since he wants to gamble, then let's do it," Zhao Hao said calmly, before flicking his sleeve, a small, intricate pill furnace directly landing on the ground.
Within the pill furnace, a small ember shot up without any prior warning, some faint green smoke rising in the air, actually gradually condensing into the image of mountains and rivers.
Seeing this scene, the others were all somewhat at a loss.
Old Mr Wang, however, abruptly opened his eyes wide.
Zhao Shilie's eyes lit up.
"Talented, willful, arrogant, but …" The corners of Yan Zhaoge's mouth drew back slightly, "… but, he's also stupid enough."
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