66: Chapter 66 Shi Hao said that out of respect for the Stone Emperor, he would reluctantly accept the title of Marquis of Desolate Heaven.

"I wonder, Xiao Hao, are you willing to become the Marquis of Huang of the Shi Kingdom?"

The air in the Shi Kingdom Imperial Capital seemed to freeze at this moment.

The wind stopped, and even the birds, usually high and mighty, dared not approach due to Wang Teng's terrifying might.

Above the ruins, on one side was the Rain King, kneeling and begging for mercy, having wet his pants; on the other side was the Stone Emperor, bowing and pleading with an earnest expression.

And the one who decided the direction of all this was a man in a black robe standing in mid-air, wiping the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and a youth carrying a large black pot with a cynical look on his face.

Shi Hao looked at this Royal Uncle who could be said to have been "absent" during the critical moments of his growth, yet had now come to plead for the sake of the so-called "big picture." The golden light in his eyes slowly faded.

How old was he this year? Yet he had already experienced the pain of having his bones dug out, the suffering of exile, and trials of life and death.

He was not a child who understood nothing; he could understand the Stone Emperor's helplessness, and he could also see the responsibility this Emperor held deep within his eyes for the Shi Kingdom.

"Xiao Hao..."

The Stone Emperor saw that Wang Teng was not speaking, but was looking at Shi Hao, and he understood in his heart that this "Demon King" Brother-in-law was actually waiting for his Brother-in-law to express his stance.

He hurriedly looked at Shi Hao again, his tone even more sincere: "I know that the title of Marquis of Huang is unworthy of your talent."

"But now that a great calamity is imminent, the Shi Kingdom needs a young person who can carry the banner. I hope you can accept this title, not for me, but for the billions of people of the Shi Kingdom, and for those children who were as innocent as you were back then."

"As long as you nod, the resources of the Martial Kings Mansion, the Yu Clan, and even the national treasury, I will open them all to you!"

"Even... if you have that ambition in the future, I can even pass the position of Emperor to you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the cultivators and nobles who could still breathe were all frightened silly.

Passing the throne?! This was the ten-thousand-year foundation of the Shi Kingdom! To think such a heavy promise was made just to calm the anger of a youth?

Shi Hao was silent for a moment. He turned his head and glanced at Wang Teng.

Wang Teng had already put away the terrifying wolf-head manifestation and returned to that lazy and casual appearance. He raised his eyebrows at Shi Hao, the meaning clear: You decide for yourself, kill if you want to kill, keep if you want to keep; your Brother-in-law will back you up.

Receiving his Brother-in-law's support, Shi Hao grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

He did not step on the now-crippled Martial King again, nor did he look at the terrified Rain King. He just reached out and patted the black pot on his back, making a dull "thud" sound, and then said nonchalantly:

"Fine."

"Since Royal Uncle has said so much, kneeling and giving gifts, if I don't give him face, it would make me seem very unreasonable."

"As for this Marquis of Huang..." Shi Hao touched his chin, as if bargaining in a vegetable market: "It doesn't sound as domineering as Emperor, but it will do."

"However!" Shi Hao changed the subject and held up a finger: "I have something to say first."

"I am becoming this Marquis of Huang, not to be a thug for you old men. I am doing it for the sake of the people of the Shi Kingdom, and also to..."

Shi Hao pointed in the direction of the Martial Kings Mansion, a flash of complexity in his eyes: "To seek justice for my parents."

"In addition, my Brother-in-law decides on that eighty percent of the national treasury; not a single tael of silver less will do."

"Good! Good! Good!" The Stone Emperor was overjoyed upon hearing this and said the word "good" three times. As long as this little god was willing to stay, and as long as that great god (Wang Teng) did not destroy the country, what did a little bit of resources matter?

"I will issue an imperial decree immediately!"

"Effective today, Shi Hao is conferred as — Marquis of Huang!"

"His rank is equal to a Prince, he does not need to bow to the Emperor, he is granted the construction of the Marquis of Huang Mansion, and he shall command all young geniuses of the Shi Kingdom!"

"Hum!" As the Stone Emperor's golden words fell, the Emperor's Seal above the Imperial Capital suddenly emitted a dragon's roar.

A thick pillar of golden luck descended from the sky, directly enveloping Shi Hao.

That was the recognition of the Shi Kingdom's national fortune! Under the blessing of this luck, Shi Hao's Ten Heavenly Passages divine ring became even more brilliant.

His whole person seemed to be bathed in a golden ocean, dignified, and he actually possessed a kind of "young Emperor" majesty.

"Thanks, Royal Uncle." Feeling this warm power, Shi Hao did not act pretentiously and cupped his hands.

Then, he turned around and looked at Wang Teng, the dignity on his face instantly collapsing, and he turned back into that giggling Bear Kid: "Brother-in-law! It's done!"

"Let's go, let's go! Hurry up and go to the Imperial Palace for the feast! I'm starving!"

"I heard that the braised Luan bird in the Imperial Kitchen is a delicacy; this time I want to eat three!"

Wang Teng looked at his Brother-in-law, whose face changed faster than flipping a book, and couldn't help but smile.

Shi Hao accepting this Marquis of Huang title was not just for the food, but also to refine his heart in this mortal world. The future Heavenly Emperor Huang was destined to start from this Shi Kingdom, step by step, killing his way to the Nine Heavens, dominating the ages.

"Fine." Wang Teng descended from mid-air and waved his large sleeve, throwing the limp Rain King into the corner like trash: "Today, for the sake of the new Marquis of Huang, I will spare your dog life."

"Hurry up and go back to scrape together the money. If the things haven't arrived by sunset tomorrow..." Wang Teng pointed to his own mouth that hadn't been wiped clean: "I will go to your Yu Clan to open a buffet."

The Rain King was granted amnesty and scrambled away, not even daring to say any harsh words.

Imperial Palace, Imperial Garden.

The Imperial Palace banquet on this day was destined to be recorded in the history of the Shi Kingdom.

Sitting in the main seat was not the Stone Emperor, but the black-robed man named Wang Teng.

Sitting on his left were Yun Xi and Princess Huo Linger, and on his right was the newly appointed "foot-washing maid" Fairy Yue Chan.

And that peerless enchantress, the Demoness, truly fulfilled the duty of a "cook." She was serving plates of steaming spiritual delicacies to the table, and while serving, she kept winking at Wang Teng.

As for the Stone Emperor? This ruler of a country was currently sitting in the lower seat, smiling obsequiously and pouring wine for Wang Teng.

"Come, come, come, Daoist Wang Teng, this is the 'Monkey Wine' that I have treasured for a hundred years, it was snatched from those old monkeys deep in Baiduan Mountain... ahem, traded for."

The Stone Emperor poured the wine himself, his posture extremely low.

Wang Teng picked up the wine cup, took a sip, and nodded slightly: "Not bad, it has a bit of fruity aroma. But compared to the divine brew in the Kunpeng Nest, it still lacks some heat."

"Yes, yes, yes, Daoist has seen the big world, naturally this mortal wine cannot enter your eyes."

The Stone Emperor accompanied him with a smile, and then tentatively asked: "That... Daoist, regarding this great calamity..."

"Don't worry." Wang Teng picked up a piece of braised Luan bird meat and chewed it: "Having eaten your meal, I will naturally help you handle things."

"Those so-called giants of the Upper Realm are just a group of farmers who want to harvest crops."

"If they dare to reach out..." Wang Teng put down his chopsticks, and a flash of cold light flashed in his dark golden double pupils: "I will chop off their hands and make them a side dish for Xiao Hao."

Shi Hao, who was holding a huge Luan bird leg and gnawing wildly, heard this and raised his head vaguely: "Mm-hmm! Side dish! I want to eat the one with wings!"

The meal was eaten with both host and guest enjoying it.

After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Wang Teng stood up and stretched.

"Alright, the meal has been eaten, and the title has been conferred."

"Xiao Hao, you stay here in the Shi Kingdom and be your Marquis of Huang properly, and by the way, nurture your 'Supreme Bone'."