Chapter 43

Today, I just want to have a little fun, a small burst of energy at the fourth watch! If everyone enjoys it, give me a little encouragement!

Where are the recommendation tickets?

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Without waiting for Yinxuege to speak, Fenberg's eyes flashed with a blood-red light, and he suddenly laughed. "Is it because of those Easterners? Hmm, what exactly does your Yin clan want to do? Ah, Mr. Yintianjue, keeping things to yourself is a despicable act!"

The mortar of the Yin clan emitted a dull roar, and dozens of giant bombs were thrown high and shot far toward the metal walls of the Great Berlin city-state. A gentle breeze blew, and Yintianjue, with his hands behind his back, appeared beside Yinxuege.

"Prince Fenberg?" Yintianjue sighed deeply. "Because of your existence, we haven't shown up these past few days! Your attitude toward our Yin clan back then wasn't very good, so we have to consider carefully whether your appearance is beneficial or detrimental to us!"

Fenberg chuckled, licking his lips forcefully, and slightly bowed, then spread his hands as far from his body as possible—among the Blood Demons, this gesture indicated that he had no weapons and harbored no ill intentions! It was an extremely ancient tradition, and when Fenberg made this gesture, it proved that he would not harm the Yin clan this time!

Yintianjue's tense face suddenly relaxed. He glanced at Yinxuege and returned the same gesture to Fenberg.

In the distance, the mortar bombs landed, and a terrifying explosion echoed far away, a black-red mushroom cloud rising into the sky. The walls of the Great Berlin city-state glowed with a brilliant light, and countless twisted golden characters emerged from within the walls. This time, the Yin clan's mortar failed to breach the walls.

"Very sturdy walls, huh?" Yintianjue squinted at Fenberg. "Why don't we join forces and attack?"

"Not interested!" Fenberg smiled at Yintianjue. "This is the Yin clan's territory, so if you want to attack, it's your own business! I came here just because of this little guy, Yinxuege! Although he doesn't know about the secret canons and laws, you should!"

"Bloodline offspring, huh?" Yintianjue sighed, helplessly patting Yinxuege's head. "Cunning old man, you want to benefit from Yinxuege? Then, what can the Stuttgart family offer us?"

Fenberg's response was incredibly direct, or rather, honest: "Daywalker! By the great ancestor, I was thrown into the Blood Prison by those damned humans, but I never expected to encounter a child with the Daywalker talent inside!"

Shrugging, Fenberg smiled at Yinxuege and sighed heavily. "The only regret is that you're not one of us Stuttgarts! But no matter what, in my long life, this is only the second time I've seen a Daywalker! I missed the first one, so I absolutely cannot miss the second!"

"So, you manipulated Yinxuege!" Yintianjue frowned, shaking his head in distress.

"Can it be called manipulation?" Fenberg quickly said. "Twenty drops of a prince's essence blood! And I left a lot of experience and memories inside with great effort! I let this little guy stand on the shoulders of a seasoned prince from the very beginning!"

Yinxuege, watching the intense verbal sparring between Yintianjue and Fenberg, suddenly understood. He looked at the serious Fenberg and sighed heavily, helplessly and in distress. "Actually, with your own strength, you could escape, right?"

Fenberg's face became extremely expressive. He shrugged and patted Yinxuege's forehead forcefully.

"Alright, I admit, being captured by those damned humans and thrown into the Blood Prison is the greatest humiliation of my life! But I must also admit that with a few more days, I could have recovered enough strength to escape that damned Blood Prison!"

"That Blood Prison can hold others, but it can't hold a powerful Blood Demon prince, especially one named Stuttgart! Especially, one named the great Fenberg! Give me a few more days, and I could leave on my own!"

Fenberg exhaled, his eyes gleaming as he looked at Yinxuege. "But when old Fenberg discovered that right next to him was a little Daywalker, unless old Fenberg's brain was broken, he wouldn't let this opportunity slip by! So, my dear Yinxuege, according to the oldest secret canons and laws, you are my bloodline offspring! No one can deny this fact!"

Fenberg glared at Yintianjue and sneered. "Don't think about monopolizing the benefits! A Daywalker, your Yin clan isn't qualified to handle! But with the Stuttgart family, it's completely no problem! He can receive the best possible support, he can grow at the fastest rate, and with our joint efforts, he will become the youngest prince in history!"

Yintianjue watched Fenberg coldly, and after a long while, he sighed helplessly.

"Since it's come to this, show your sincerity! Prince Fenberg, I still clearly remember that when the Yin clan set foot on Western soil, you secretly formed an army to attack us, causing us great trouble! You damned stubborn old man!"

Fenberg laughed triumphantly, stroking Yinxuege's hair forcefully, and then burst into laughter.

"Then, my sincerity is this: the Blood Chalice will be entrusted to your Yin clan for a hundred years. You know its significance; it will bring great benefits to your Yin clan! Among the thirteen hereditary holy artifacts of the Blood Demons, the Blood Chalice is the only source!"

"Then, the Stuttgart family and the Yin clan will become blood-sworn allies! Full cooperation, completely unreserved blood-sworn allies!"

"The Age of Lawlessness is about to end, and a golden age will come! But before the golden age, there will be a chaotic era, and who knows how many lives will be lost? But if our two families can become blood-sworn allies, we will have nothing to fear!"

"Finally, the Stuttgart family will resolve a small trouble for you with the Bryanburg family!"

Fenberg smiled with his eyes squinted, his four long fangs slowly growing.

"A small trouble with the Bryanburg family?" Yintianjue's face twitched violently, and he glared at Fenberg, muttering a curse. "Your sense of smell is truly sharp!"

Yintianjue rubbed his hands together and extended his hand to Fenberg. "Then, in broad terms, it's settled. We'll discuss the specific agreements in detail! Now, a cake that might be very delicious or extremely hard to digest is right in front of us. We should join forces and get enough benefits from it!"

"Those Easterners? The Jiang clan?" Fenberg grinned, his four long fangs slowly growing.

"Those Easterners, the Jiang clan!" Yintianjue said slowly. "The status of the Jiang clan in the East is a hundred times higher than ours in the West! You can't imagine how valuable the thing that attracted them here is!"

Their hands clasped tightly, and Yintianjue and Fenberg laughed together.

"Deal!"

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