Everyone outside, including Sullivan and Little Princess, looked puzzled, "What did the young miss agree to? Who called her over?" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

The look on the faces of Poter Kingdom’s important officials changed drastically. A few powerful generals of the Seventh Realm immediately brought out their Lifebound Artifacts and shouted to stop her, "Our kingdom’s laws are strict. No one is allowed to enter the hall without King Monroe’s permission!"

"Little Girl, stop!"

These generals of the Seventh Realm had followed King Monroe in many battles. Some small countries didn’t even require King Monroe to take action personally, and these generals could easily suppress them with their troops.

One of the general’s Magic Treasures was a fortress. Once it was laid down, even an army of ten thousand cultivators would struggle to break through. He was the first to stop Ava Bertram with his "Grief Fortress," the least offensive method.

But he didn’t expect that when the fortress fell, the chubby Little Girl merely hopped and jumped, smashing her knee into it and breaking a huge gap right away. The little girl easily passed through!

"Puff!" The general spat out a mouthful of blood.

The second general had sharp eyes and didn’t hold back, smashing down his Great Seal. This Great Seal contained the military spirit and essence of a million elite soldiers and was crafted by dozens of artifact makers. It was perfect for a general to use, and its power could be multiplied.

The general wanted to use his immense pressure to trap Ava, pressing her down directly onto the steps in front of the hall!

The Great Seal fell with a loud crash, and the resulting storm rained thunder and lightning down upon Ava. However, she didn’t see it, and the Great Seal had a corner chipped off!

"Puff!" The second general also spat out blood.

The third Seventh Realm general shouted sternly, "You all have malicious intentions and are here to assassinate King Monroe!" He also stopped holding back, spread his arms, and summoned six huge crossbow cases behind him. With a single thought, countless wolf-fang crossbow arrows shot out at high speed.

Ava Bertram was startled, "What are you doing? My brother called me. Why are you trying to stop me? And you’re using such dangerous weapons... People of West Ridge are inhospitable ..."

Verna thought that the banquet earlier didn’t taste good, not as good as the inn they were staying in. So, the people of West Ridge must have hidden all the delicious food and didn’t give it to her, which made them inhospitable!

Seeing the crossbow arrows flying at her, Verna panicked and immediately ran to her brother, who would protect her. As soon as she increased her speed... those crossbow arrows couldn’t catch up!

The Seventh Realm general didn’t spit blood this time, but his mouth hung open wide: "What’s going on?!"

Verna ran into the main hall, and all the crossbow arrows suddenly disappeared in front of the hall! Sullivan and the others didn’t understand what had happened, but the important officials of the Poter Kingdom did. It was the cutting off of time and space, one of His Majesty’s White Tiger killing techniques!

This was an unsolvable divine power, and the little girl just barged in like that? They had witnessed His Majesty use this divine power many times before. Nobody could break it, let alone breaking it so easily...

Little Princess finally realized that something was wrong, and her whole body became tense like a "fighting cock." She stared intently at the main hall, ready for the great danger she sensed.

A stumbling stone... so powerful? This is bad...

King Monroe was stunned, watching the chubby girl who had run in with jumps and hops. Did something go wrong with his White Tiger killing technique? His eyes shone with rainbow-colored light as he cast some secret probing technique, only to find that he couldn’t see through the little girl!

Master Sun smiled faintly, feeling extremely satisfied. He didn’t know what his little sister was capable of. He just called her in to scare King Monroe. However, it seemed like the effect was better than he thought?

Only King Monroe could be blamed. Monroe was overbearing and forcing Sum to play the final card. Only one of his siblings could be chosen, so he chose Verna.

You have no idea how terrifying her onslaught is!

The radiance in King Monroe’s eyes faded, and the terrifying aura began to dissipate. He held the wine glass with his hand again, took a sip quietly, and finally said, "Not bad. You’ve passed my test and are indeed qualified to discuss important matters with me!"Mr. Sun also had an attitude of not holding grudges: "We absolutely do not agree with Heaven enslaving the Lower Realm, may I ask Your Majesty’s stance on this?"

King Monroe asked, "But how confident are you guys? Although I don’t want to bow and kneel either, I’m not the same as you. I have the entire country and the royal family with tens of thousands of people, and hundreds of descendants behind me! If we fail, you can die generously, but I will drag too many people with me."

Mr. Sun shook his head: "I am not here to persuade you, Your Majesty. With your temperament, no one can change your mind. Please ask your heart earnestly, and then tell me your decision."

King Monroe was silent, drank a jar of wine, and finally spoke again: "I can support you, but you have to help me with one thing first. If you can do it, I’ll fight the battle of overturning the heavens with you!"

"If you can’t, act as if you’ve never been here, and I won’t divulge your affairs to anyone!"

Mr. Sun asked, "Your Majesty, please speak."

Verna didn’t know what had happened and was somewhat scared. Those crossbow arrows were so terrifying; they almost hit her buttocks. She carefully hid behind her brother, breathed a sigh of relief, and felt safe. Still, her stomach was rumbling with hunger, and she felt pitiful.

...

King Monroe led the siblings, waved his hand, and walked into a space door.

This was a mini-world with undulating mountains and towering ancient trees, all arranged for the existence of one being: the White Tiger Divine Beast.

King Monroe bragged outside that the "White Tiger was his mount", but he couldn’t say that here. Judging from the careful arrangements of this place, King Monroe was obviously treating the White Tiger very comfortably.

Mr. Sun felt like he was reading a book: The Emperor’s Self-Cultivation.

The valley where the White Tiger was settled had been specially arranged into a dry sandbox - the sand was made from the priceless Tier-6 treasure material "Dharmic Cane".

The huge body of the White Tiger lay lazily. King Monroe came forward to affectionately stroke the top of White Tiger’s head and cheek. The White Tiger enjoyed it and rubbed his head against him.

King Monroe said to the White Tiger, "I’ve brought two people to see you. You can smell the divine beast’s scent on them, right? Let them help you check your injuries."

The White Tiger was still somewhat resistant, and King Monroe gently persuaded him, like coaxing a child. As everyone knows, big cats and little cats are all arrogant - the White Tiger finally agreed.

King Monroe took Mr. Sun and Ava Bertram to the White Tiger’s abdomen, parted the fur to see a thin wound on its belly. It wasn’t a big wound, but it ran through the entire abdomen, down to its hind legs and up to its neck.

By rights, the White Tiger should have healed from such a minor wound long ago. King Monroe explained, "Ever since I met the little white, this wound has been there. Over the years, I’ve tried many ways to only stabilize the injury, but without any means to heal."

King Monroe’s voice suddenly became generous: "As long as you can help me heal the little white, I am willing to stake everything I have to risk my life, the entire royal family, and the whole Poter Kingdom, to accompany you in rebelling against the Heavenly Court!"

The White Tiger turned its huge head to the other side, unwilling to let King Monroe see its tears of being moved! Mr. Sun shouted with admiration! It’s clear that your confidence in rebelling against Heavenly Court comes from the White Tiger being in full health, but you said it as if you’re willing to sacrifice everything for its healing! If I were a girl... ah no, if I were the White Tiger, I would let you ride me after this.

Mr. Sun stepped forward to check. Without a doubt, this injury occurred when it fell from the Heaven Realm. It had celestial energy remained in it, like maggots in bone, almost impossible to remove in the Lower Realm.

However, Mr. Sun actually had a way, as he possessed the Primordial Celestial Pivot. But on the side, Verna stuck out her head, wrinkled her cute nose, and said, "This tiger skin is broken. Can’t it be sewn up?"

The White Tiger roared and turned its head, glaring unfriendly at Verna. You, such a small thing, wouldn’t even fill my belly. Why do you have the courage to say such a thing?

However, Verna had even bolder words. She licked her lips and whispered to her brother, "Brother, I heard that tiger claws taste as good as bear paws..."

"Roar-"