The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

"Who do you think will win?"
"Are you kidding? Portia, of course! Although Philip is quite good, the moment he entered the Hendrix Painting, his fate fell into
Portia's hands!"
"That's right! Portia is stronger than Philip in terms of strength and holy artifacts. The outcome is certain! Philip can't escape!"
"How can an unknown person like him be compared with Portia?"
Various comments could be heard, and everyone favored Portia. Their opinion was not wrong, at least on paper.
If Philip did not own the chimera imprint, he might have fallen under Portia's hands. Portia certainly lived up to her reputation as a
freak talent.
On the other hand, Verdant and the others paced back and forth in place, frowning.
After some time, Nixon looked at Verdant and said with a frown, "Philip has probably lost to Portia. Now the question is, should
we submit to the two royal families as Philip said?"
Everyone's expression changed when Nixon said this.
Submit to the two royal families?
Their original intention was to develop secretly, seize various resources, and strive to create an establishment better than the
royal families. In other words, they wanted to create a force that was on par with the ancient Heavenly Court.
If they submitted to the royal families now, all their previous plans would be in vain.
Verdant fell silent as his mind raced, thinking of a solution to this predicament.
After a while, he looked at everyone seriously and said, "I think we can choose to submit to the royal families if they agree not to
impose a restriction or contract on us."
Everyone was stunned at Verdant's suggestion, and some people scowled.
However, Nixon was thoughtful.

Then, Nixon looked at Verdant and asked, "Are you saying we can pretend to submit, develop under the name of the royal
families, steal resources, and leave after we grow to a certain level?"
Verdant nodded without hesitation. He added that condition precisely for this reason!
Everyone's expression eased a little, and someone said, "But the royal families will definitely impose restrictions on us. Don't
even think about it."
There was nothing wrong with this remark. The royal families had always been domineering.
Verdant paused briefly before he said, "Maybe we can negotiate with them, but if we choose not to listen to the royal families,
they'll definitely mess with us and make things difficult for us in the future..."
"Of course, we can still put our hopes on Philip that he can beat Portia and come out of the painting. This is the best choice!"
Some pseudo holy beings could not help rolling their eyes when they heard this, and one of them said in exasperation, "You can
forget about it. How can someone like him beat Portia? Do you think Portia is just boasting? I'm from the same generation as her.
Back then, Portia killed a pseudo holy being with strength at the peak of nine stars!"
As they were discussing this, a violent fluctuation suddenly came from the Hendrix Painting, and the surrounding energy
churned.