Chapter 1869: Chapter 15: Minister of Agriculture Zhao Is Truly the Son of Heaven!
The attendants of Marquis Haiyang gathered Zhao Xing from the Northern Galaxy Army’s 739th squad, along with the surrounding five squads, in the sky, numbering around five thousand.
Then, Marquis Haiyang waved his hand gently, and beside him, a white-haired ape with a small golden bell started to speak.
Zhao Xing listened carefully to the translation, and the gist was: "The noble prince is going to select guards from among you, this is your honor!"
"Next, I will ring this ancient bell. If you can endure and not fall into the river, you will pass the test!"
He conveyed these words to Ji Yuan, preparing him for what was to come.
In the next moment, the white-haired demon ape lifted the golden bell in his hands.
The red-haired demon ape prince, without even lifting his head, seemingly feigning sleep, lightly flicked his fingers, sending a wave of red energy towards the golden bell.
The golden bell made no sound, yet it triggered ripples in the space.
When the spatial ripples spread to the team in the sky, they suddenly twisted, like void whips striking every guardian general.
Zhao Xing felt a heavy blow on his turtle shell, and his soul wavered a bit.
The seemingly ordinary golden bell was actually a hybrid Daoist soldier, affecting not only the physical body but also mixed with a spiritual will impact.
"The spatial pressure is comparable to a peak strike of the Life and Death Dao Domain Realm, calculated by the Empire’s standards, and the spiritual will impact reached the same intensity."
"The Demon Ape Prince sure has high standards." Zhao Xing thought to himself.
The individuals in the Zhu Star Realm naturally didn’t measure up to the standards of the Empire, yet the Demon Ape Prince was using this benchmark for selection; he sought the geniuses among geniuses.
No wonder he didn’t lift an eyelid; clearly, he didn’t have much hope.
"Ah—"
"It hurts, it hurts too much!"
"Thud~"
Soon, the five thousand river generals showed pained expressions, falling from the sky.
Like dumplings being dropped, a large number of river generals were eliminated with the first bell sound.
Zhao Xing found it quite easy to withstand.
Because his Marquis Transformation Method was highly advanced, and his hybrid bloodline gave him the divine skills of two races, the power-type divine skills of the Demon Ape Clan and the defense-type divine skills of the Spirit Void Turtle Clan.
As for the soul, it was not even worth mentioning; he had already mastered the first stage of his "Reincarnation" Secret Technique.
The Life Soul merging with the Earth Soul meant that this level of spiritual will was easy for Zhao Xing.
Although he could endure easily, Zhao Xing put on an act, showing a pained expression.
With five thousand river generals, soon only a few were left, and standing out too much wouldn’t be good.
However, Ji Yuan couldn’t handle it.
He didn’t have a problem with the spiritual will attack, but his Marquis Transformation couldn’t endure such intensity.
If he relied on himself, Ji Yuan would give himself away and end the transformation.
So he began to ’borrow strength’ from Zhao Xing.
Now Zhao Xing was essentially withstanding dual attacks.
The toll increased too.
"Hmm?"
The Demon Ape Prince, Marquis Haiyang, suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with a scarlet light, staring ahead.
To his surprise, there were still four river generals left in the sky!
In the small Northern Galaxy, there were four who met his standards.
And two of them were of relatively pure Demon Ape bloodline, a pleasant surprise!
"Not bad."
The Demon Ape Prince nodded slightly, ceasing the bell’s assault.
"Would you four be willing to serve me?"
Zhao Xing, without hesitation, knelt on one knee, extending his hand towards the Demon Ape Prince.
Ji Yuan and the other two river generals followed suit.
The Demon Ape Prince revealed his sharp canines, lightly brushing his hand across the palms of the four river generals.
"Zha, mark them under my command."
"Yes."
The white-haired demon ape instantly brought Zhao Xing, Ji Yuan, and two other river generals to the cabin on the turtle’s back.
Then he took out a carved fiery red World Stone, approaching the four river generals.
Under Zhao Xing’s turtle shell was a unique rune, containing his bloodline, birthplace, and faction allegiance.
When the fiery red sharp hammer passed over, a new rune covered part of the original information.
This process was called ’marking the record.’
It meant that Zhao Xing was now officially a guard under the command of the Demon Ape Prince, Marquis Haiyang.
"From now on, you are my guards. If you perform well, I will elevate your blood status," the Demon Ape Prince said calmly.
Ji Yuan was a bit bewildered, not knowing what this meant, but Zhao Xing was moved, prostrating himself on the ground: "Thank you, my lord, I pledge my life to serve you!"
The other two river generals also knelt, each expressing their loyalty.
Ji Yuan followed suit, quickly lying down, though his language wasn’t as refined, only managing a few syllables that roughly meant: me too.
Zhao Xing was constantly worried Ji Yuan would be exposed, discreetly observing all Demon Apes’ expressions.
His Spiritual Great Divine Power was enough to analyze the inner thoughts of these Demon Apes.
The white-haired demon ape ’Zha’ showed a contemptuous expression, probably thinking Ji Yuan, a bumpkin from the lower realm, truly unpresentable, not even knowing how to speak the upper realm’s language.
The Demon Ape Prince, on the other hand, smiled at Ji Yuan, seemingly fond of this kind of sincere talent.
Yet, Zhao Xing couldn’t quite read the expressions of the other two Demon Ape river generals.
Their mental activities seemed clear, yet obscure. After probing with a panel, he discovered they were all part of the Demon Race, so he let it go.
Afterwards, no further communication occurred.
Zhao Xing, Ji Yuan, and the other two river generals quietly stood at the end of the ranks.
The Demon Ape Prince continued to scout for talent in the Northern Galaxy.