The sudden grand event came and went quickly.

However, the temporary envoys from various countries did not return to their respective homes. Instead, they went back to Jiangcheng and stayed in the embassies or inns.

The reason was simple.

It was because the Immortal Sword Conference was about to begin.

When they sent out the envoys, they had already included those who would participate in the conference.

As soon as Ying Wuji arrived in Jiangcheng, he immediately went to Chongli Palace and recounted the incident with the Muyu Stele.

Of course.

Zhao Ji had already known about this news, but he was not familiar with the details.

But he was already very happy.

The eunuchs and palace maids who had been serving by his side these days were rewarded in various ways, and they all smiled brightly.

Ying Wuji originally only intended to ask for a reward, but he was stopped by Zhao Ji and went through all the details.

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Very good!"

Zhao Ji laughed heartily. Although he had already prepared to cut ties with the Wei and Han families, they had not yet established a new territory and had to spend a large amount of money on city construction. At this time, if a Ji family alliance that was eyeing them suddenly emerged, even if they were good at balancing, the pressure they faced would be immense.

It would be best if the Ji family alliance didn't form.

Without the legitimacy of a nation, the Wei and Han families would not dare to act too excessively. Firstly, without legitimacy, it would be easy for them to be stabbed in the back by other countries. Secondly, without the alliance established, the interests would not be bound, and even if other Ji family countries wanted to help, their role would be limited.

These years were the golden time for the development of the Zhao family.

As for whether they would find other ways to establish the alliance, they could only cross that bridge when they came to it.

Zhao Ji couldn't help but say, "I didn't expect Han Juan to be so brave. What a pity! What a pity..."

His regret was genuine.

Although he didn't like Han Juan's assertive style, his actions had saved the Zhao family from the edge of the cliff twice.

The weakening of the bloodline rules was something he naturally didn't want to see.

But compared to the establishment of the Ji family alliance, it was really not worth mentioning.

"Father King..."

Ying Wuji scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

Zhao Ji looked at his expression and immediately felt a sense of unease. "Just say what you want to say!"

Ying Wuji cupped his hands and said, "It is widely believed that Han Juan is already dead, but in fact, he used puppetry to save himself and luckily escaped. He sought help from me.

I thought about it, and I have a good relationship with this Taoist priest. He has helped us a lot, and he is also the beloved disciple of the Supreme Observer.

After hesitating for a moment, I agreed to save him. But I didn't dare to act on my own, so I brought him here as soon as possible. This is such an important matter that it should be decided by you, Father King."

Zhao Ji's face stiffened. "This..."

This was really a hot potato!

Last time, when he destroyed the Muyu Stele in the Tomb Plateau, this news could still be forcibly classified as a rumor.

But this time, he did it in front of everyone, and even the position of the Han family's patriarch, Han Zhe, was in jeopardy because of him.

It was really hard to cover up.

But Ying Wuji was right. Helping a lot was one aspect, and the face of the Supreme Observer was another aspect.

No matter how you looked at it, the Supreme Observer was a great help in their fight against the Ji family alliance.

In this world, there was no logic in offending allies to avoid offending enemies.

But how to handle it was indeed a problem.

Ying Wuji was really a good son-in-law!

He couldn't bear the blame himself, so he deliberately found him and let him take the blame for you?

Zhao Ji waved his hand irritably. "Let him come out and speak first!"

"Yes!"

Ying Wuji nodded and took out a soybean from his pocket, throwing it on the ground.

"Bang!"

The soybean turned into a naked muscular man.

But the naked muscular man didn't feel right, so he turned back into a soybean, and at the same time, his soul turned into a phantom and drilled out from inside the soybean.

Han Juan bowed. "This humble Taoist, Han Juan, pays respects to King Li!"

Zhao Ji looked at the soybean on the ground, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. "What is this..."

"Oh! Soldiers made from soybeans!"

Han Juan calmly explained, "My master knew that I would encounter many risks on my spiritual cultivation journey, so he prepared a few soybeans for me. I didn't expect them to come in handy. If it weren't for them protecting me and Brother Wuji taking me in, I'm afraid I would have met with an accident."

Hearing this, Ying Wuji secretly laughed.

This fellow cultivator was clever!

After all, at that time, saving people was a must, but saving people would definitely make Han Juan think of soldiers made from soybeans.

But this little junior brother was not bad, and he didn't just save people. He even killed to keep it a secret.

In the end, they reluctantly agreed to make him their disciple and taught him the supernatural power of soldiers made from soybeans.

Han Juan thought that this matter had a way out because the physical attack methods of spiritual cultivation were very single, and soldiers made from soybeans happened to make up for his weakness.

So, now he wasn't lying.

Of course, the premise was that he had to perform the ceremony of master and disciple with Ying Wuji. The Taoist tradition had spells that regulated the relationship between master and disciple. It wasn't just about the disciple obeying the master's orders. The levels of both sides were not so strict, but betraying the teacher would definitely come at a great cost.In this way, both of them were very satisfied.

Han Juan believed that Ying Wuji was the chosen one and would not deceive him. He exchanged his own scarce spiritual power for the title of "master". It seemed that this chosen one was truly a great and virtuous person.

There must be some special means to it.

But Han Juan couldn't be bothered with those.

"So it was your master, no wonder!"

Zhao Ji suddenly realized. He had known that Han Juan's master was a powerful figure in the realm of enlightenment. The technique of "Sprinkling Beans to Form Soldiers" was jointly developed by the Daoist and the Nan Gong family ancestors. It was not surprising that he could use it.

But there seemed to be a strange smell coming from this old Daoist!

The letter he received said that the whole place was filled with the fragrance of beans.

It was quite unusual.

Ying Wuji seemed excited: "Father King! I have to tell you, Master Han is amazing. He knows a lot of spells, such as puppetry, dream manipulation, and divination. They are all minor skills."

Dream manipulation?

Zhao Ji pondered for a moment and couldn't help but take another look at Han Juan.

But he didn't inquire further and instead examined his virtual image: "Now that your physical body has been completely destroyed, if you need it, I can have a master craftsman create an exquisite puppet for you, supplemented with rare materials. It can ensure that your soul will not disperse."

He didn't plan to be stingy. With Han Juan's background and status, he deserved it.

There have been people in the past with severely damaged bodies who used this method to preserve their consciousness.

Although the effect was not ideal.

But the more expensive the puppet's body, the better the effect.

They could live for more than twenty years without any problems.

"Thank you, Your Majesty! But I plan to pursue the path of spiritual cultivation!"

"Spiritual cultivation?"

Zhao Ji became interested: "Tell me more!"

Han Juan nodded and repeated what he had told Ying Wuji a few nights ago.

They asked and answered each other's questions.

They also briefly discussed the Tai Shang Guan's view of the world.

Zhao Ji was quite excited. This basically confirmed the Tai Shang Guan's attitude.

No wonder!

No wonder the migration went so smoothly.

It seemed that it was indeed thanks to the Tai Shang Guan.

Having such an ally was truly a blessing for the Kingdom of Li!

It could be said that, except for the rules of bloodline, the Tai Shang Guan and himself were almost completely aligned.

The more Zhao Ji looked at Han Juan, the happier he became: "I will have someone make a sword for you as a token of your identity. You should quickly recover your soul so that I can witness the brilliance of the world's first spiritual cultivator."

At that time, Ying Wuji presented the conditions for the rare materials that Han Juan had previously offered him.

Zhao Ji readily agreed and reimbursed him directly.

Don't ask why.

It's because he was in a good mood.

But there was still one problem bothering him.

He looked at Ying Wuji: "Think of a way for Han Daoist to appear in public in the future."

With such spiritual cultivation, there was no need to regret it.

But after all, he had offended the entire Ji clan alliance. It would not be easy to make him appear in front of everyone.

And the power of spiritual cultivation was easily restricted by puppets.

This matter was indeed troublesome.

However, Ying Wuji had already thought of a solution long ago and said with a smile, "Han Juan has committed a great crime by destroying the sacred artifact, Muye Stele, and even attempted to possess me. Fortunately, I cleverly dealt with it. Considering all the things he has done to anger people, I turned him into a sword spirit in a fit of anger."

Han Juan: "..."

Zhao Ji: "..."

Both of them were shocked. They didn't expect such a play to be possible.

How clever!

After all, there was only one spiritual cultivator, and no one could tell the difference between a spiritual cultivator and a sword spirit.

There were very few methods to turn a person into a sword spirit, and the conditions for its implementation were extremely harsh, but it was not impossible. Many evil cultivators had turned people into sword spirits. Although these sword spirits were far inferior to the ones born from divine weapons, they could still greatly enhance the power of weapons.

Turning a person into a sword spirit could be considered a punishment, and it was an extremely cruel one.

A sword spirit that had been turned into a sword was a private possession, and no one could say anything about it.

Han Juan: Brother Ying is truly a genius!

Zhao Ji: My son-in-law is truly a genius!

It had been quite a long time.

Han Juan's figure became somewhat ethereal, and he bowed to Zhao Ji: "Your Majesty! I am injured and need to rest for a while."

Zhao Ji nodded with a smile: "Take good care of yourself! I will have someone prepare the things you need and send them to the Marquis's Mansion!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After expressing his gratitude, Han Juan directly entered the yellow bean and fell into a deep sleep.

He had not been able to cultivate for these past few days, and his spiritual energy had been greatly depleted. Besides dealing with official matters, he didn't want to wake up at all.

Ying Wuji put away the yellow bean and looked at Zhao Ji again, explaining Mi Xingli's request.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Ji agreed to the proposal.

Firstly, he had great confidence in the new land and new policies. He had already planned to focus Li Kingdom's development in the north, and there would be no direct conflict with the Kingdom of Chu for a long time.

Secondly, the battle between Zhao and Wei Han was inevitable. They not only had to suck blood, but also had to suck a lot of blood. This was something that Zhao had to do, even if Chu Kingdom didn't mention it.

However, with Chu attacking the Flame Kingdom, some details needed to be adjusted.

After discussing with Ying Wuji for half an hour, he waved his hand to let Ying Wuji leave.

In the end.He said, "By the way! Ning'er will return in three days, and Luo Xiang will bring his family to the new place. They will settle there. Before leaving, Luo Xiang has a request. They want to see their daughter."

Ying Wuji frowned, "They?"

Zhao Ji nodded and repeated, "Yes! Them!"

Ying Wuji pondered for a moment.

From what the old man said, Hua Wanqiu is probably going too.

Personally, he didn't want Hua Chao to see Luo Yan or Hua Wanqiu.

But recently, Luo Yan, the former prime minister, has shown some behavior that is hard to bear.

And when he communicated with Hua Chao, he also mentioned Hua Wanqiu. He was sure that she regarded Hua Wanqiu as an independent person and didn't have much resentment towards her.

Plus, he would be there watching...

Ying Wuji said in a deep voice, "I will go back and discuss with Hua Chao."

"Yes! Go!"

"I take my leave!"

Ying Wuji left Chongli Palace and went directly to Qingjiang Palace.

Li Caimei had been waiting for a long time. Before Ying Wuji came back, he had informed her of the specific time through a dream, so she didn't have to overthink.

Ying Wuji looked at her relaxed expression and couldn't help but smile, "Smile, smile, smile. I knew you would smile! The matter is not over yet. The division of the three families is just a matter of time. Why don't we seize this opportunity to have a child?"

As he spoke, he embraced her slender waist and started to get handsy.

Li Caimei lightly scoffed, "Your mind is full of children!"

"Why is my mind full of children?"

"Why?"

"Because my beloved baby is always thinking about having a child."

"..."

Li Caimei blushed because it was true.

She didn't know if it was innate or the result of family education.

But who cares!

She believed that life would be complete with a child.

Before, she was afraid of pushing the child into the fire pit.

But after knowing Ying Wuji's arrangements, she couldn't suppress her thoughts anymore, so she often secretly studied the "Li Family's Scattered Leaf Secret Manual" that came with her dowry.

Unexpectedly, Ying Wuji found out.

She glared at Ying Wuji, but found that he didn't mean to mock her. So she kissed him on the cheek and then nestled in his arms.

She whispered, "It's been a long time. Hasn't the curse of the bloodline between the Ying and Zhao families been lifted?"

Seeing her somewhat disappointed, Ying Wuji smiled and comforted her, "There's no need to rush. We are not in poor health. But having a child is not easy. Many couples can't even have one despite seeking gods and immortals."

Li Caimei murmured softly, "I don't believe in seeking gods and immortals."

"Then what do you believe in?"

"I believe in fate."

Li Caimei sniffed his scent, her eyes watery.

Her jade-like hand playfully wandered on his body.

Then she caught hold of his weakness.

Ying Wuji: "!!!"

...

An hour later.

Ying Wuji got rid of all the fragrance on his body and returned to the Marquis's Mansion.

Since "The Butterfly Lovers" became popular, the theater troupe in Jiangcheng has been extremely popular. Every day, many noble families come to listen to the opera.

After all, the influence of the King of Li is still strong.

And once it is associated with cultural confidence, the business becomes even more prosperous.

These days, the theater troupe has been extremely busy.

But he didn't go today because Ying Wuji was coming back.

Seeing the familiar figure, she quickly smiled and greeted him.

Ying Wuji held her hand and asked, "Huh? Why are you so happy? Aren't you worried about me?"

"I can't say for sure!"

Hua Chao glanced at him with a hint of reproach, "Although I don't know the details, a few days ago, the women from some small families suddenly rushed into our theater troupe and wanted to book our seats at sky-high prices. I knew that Anyi must have succeeded."

Ying Wuji looked at Hua Chao with surprise. He didn't expect her to be so politically sensitive.

Those opportunistic small families are really something.

At first, they believed that the alliance between the Ji and Ying families could be established, so they desperately tried to get close to the Wei and Han families.

But then, Zhao Ji showed up and they instantly realized who their father was. They tried to see Zhao Ji but were rejected, so they went to the Minister's Mansion. Luo Yan also refused to see them.

They were getting anxious.

So they could only hope for the theater troupe. After all, Hua Chao was not only the prime minister's daughter but also the Marquis's confidante.

They could only curry favor with her!

So they offered outrageous prices, and it was said that someone even offered five thousand taels for a seat.

Ying Wuji smiled, "Then Madam Hua must be making a fortune?"

"Ha!"

Hua Chao helped him take off his coat and scolded him while tidying his clothes, "Do we lack money? The theater troupe is the result of our hard work. How can we let these petty people tarnish it? If we really accept their money without conscience, will the common people dare to come and watch the opera in the future?"

Ying Wuji felt warm in his heart.

His wife was the most gentle in the world.

Since the theater troupe opened, there have always been seats reserved for the common people. The prices have never been high, and there are rules for booking these seats, such as forbidding those in brocade clothes from booking.

So the reputation of the opera has always been good among the people.This may be related to her childhood experience. When the mother and daughter were destitute, they received a lot of goodwill from the common people.

Ying Wuji held her face and smiled, "Then let's prepare to expand the store, open it to the south of the city, and select some talented children from there, so that they can have some means of making a living, instead of all the beautiful girls being sold as maidservants to the powerful."

"Okay! I have the same idea!"

Hua Chao couldn't help but smile. When it came to the theater troupe, Ying Wuji always thought the same as her.

She smiled and said, "Let's not rush this matter. Rest first. You must be tired from the journey. There must be a smell on your body. Take it off quickly and I'll wash it for you... Huh? Why is there no smell at all?"

Ying Wuji: "..."

To get rid of the fragrance and sweat, he took a bath over there.

He quickly explained, "Oh! I had some insights in my cultivation a few days ago. I came back and practiced under the guidance of His Majesty. I sweated a lot, so I just took a bath and came back."

"Oh..."

Hua Chao didn't doubt it, she just smiled gently, "Then rest quickly!"

Ying Wuji leisurely lay on the bed and asked, "What about you?"

Hua Chao pursed her lips and said, "The theater troupe is very busy, but don't worry, I'll wait until you fall asleep before I go."

"Then you probably won't be able to leave today!"

Ying Wuji pulled her into his arms and said, "I'm not sleepy at all now, and I'm filled with desire!"

Hua Chao leaned on his chest, her breathing becoming a little rapid, and she looked up and said, "Really? I don't believe it!"

Hey!

He even learned the art of provocation?

For a while, the room was filled with laughter and joy.

After a long time, the storm subsided.

Ying Wuji asked, "I'm going to sleep, are you still going?"

Hua Chao lazily lay in his arms and softly complained, "It's already like this, how can I go?"

"Then let's sleep?"

"I can't sleep. Accompany me and talk to me about what happened this time!"

"Okay!"

Ying Wuji grinned. Hua Chao had no interest in political affairs, except when it concerned herself.

He organized his words and roughly told the story.

He also mentioned his conversation with Zhao Ji and Luo Yan, and Luo Ming's request.

When he finished speaking, he was a little cautious, always feeling the change in Hua Chao's breath.

Judging from her breath, she shouldn't be angry.

But she remained silent for a long time.

Ying Wuji smiled, "It's okay! I'll just pass on a message. If you don't want to see him, I'll help you decline."

Hua Chao sighed softly, "Actually, after knowing that girl's identity, I didn't hate him that much anymore. Besides, I can be at ease with you because of him..."

Ying Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay! Shall I arrange a time?"

Hua Chao hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay!"

"What about that paper girl?"

Ying Wuji asked. In front of Hua Chao, he wouldn't use the name "Hua Wanqiu".

A few days ago, he had looked up a lot of information about the art of painting souls in the royal library. He was sure that these paper people wouldn't be controlled by the art of painting spirits. The only limitation was their lifespan. With Luo Yan guarding them and himself watching over, there shouldn't be any problems.

"Let's meet her too!"

Hua Chao nodded, "Last time I asked Luo Ming, he said that the girl in the painting has regained some memories about my mother. I have something to ask her."

Ying Wuji nodded, "Okay!"

Seeing that Hua Chao's emotions were relatively normal from beginning to end, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But he was overly worried. Hua Chao was more clear-headed than most people in many matters.

It's just right.

He didn't know what memories Hua Wanqiu had recovered. He would ask Luo Yan in advance to make sure there were no problems before allowing her to speak.

If he could resolve Hua Chao's concerns, that would be even better.

The actions and emotions just now were a bit intense.

Hua Chao quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Ying Wuji carefully got out of bed and went out. It was time to help Brother Juanzi break through his injuries. After all, he was the first spiritual cultivator to appear, so he had to be more careful.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he opened the door, he saw Mi Xingli sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard with a resentful look on her face.

Ying Wuji grinned, "Miss, are you daydreaming? But you can't see anything. I've put up soundproofing charms, so you can't hear anything!"

"Forget your daydreaming!"

Mi Xingli gave him a disdainful look and said unhappily, "You said we would discuss the result and you would come back from the palace immediately. I've been waiting for you all this time, and you didn't come back until two hours later. And when you finally came back, you went to bed with Miss Hua Chao again. Lord Husband! I won't change my mind, you don't have to be in such a hurry to have children!"

This rogue woman.

She really has no shame at all.

Ying Wuji looked at her towering figure and couldn't help but spread his hands, "Heaven doesn't punish me for my actions. I'm just worried that Miss will be condemned by heaven. For Miss's safety, I can only hurry."

"Hmph! I don't believe your nonsense!"

Mi Xingli gave him a disdainful look, "Tell me quickly, how does King Li plan to arrange it?"

Ying Wuji didn't hide anything and directly explained Zhao Ji's arrangement.

There were many details.But it was not much different from Mi Xingli's expectations.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Thank you, Lord Fuma!"

"You're welcome!"

Ying Wuji waved his hand and prepared to go to the training room.

Then he seemed to think of something, "By the way! Give me the jade piece you hid in the Grand Historian's office!"

"Why should I..."

Mi Xingli instinctively retorted, but suddenly stopped. The scene from that day quickly flashed through her mind, and she was surprised, "I said why the man in your tent had no energy at all. So it's Han... Ying Wuji, you're so arrogant!"

Ying Wuji smiled, "Compared to that, it should be the Flame Kingdom attacking the Chu Kingdom that is more arrogant. Stop wasting time and give me the jade piece!"

"Alright!"

Mi Xingli couldn't help but smile and searched in her arms for a while before taking out a jade piece and throwing it over.

Ying Wuji gently touched it, "It's quite warm!"

Mi Xingli: "You pervert!"

...

Embassy of the Qian Kingdom.

"Young Master! Li Xiejiang is here to see you!"

"Tell him to get lost!"

Ying Wuque was already annoyed, and hearing the name Li Xiejiang made him even more irritated.

Although the three families failed to divide the Li Kingdom, the Li family couldn't do without the Li Kingdom for a short time.

He had finally gotten rid of that disgusting shadow.

Why did this Li Xiejiang come over again?

When this guy saw him, why did he act like a fly seeing...

No!

Ying Wuque shook his head and felt a surge of anger.

Gongsun Di pondered for a moment and said, "Young Master! The Li family's allegiance is of great significance. His Majesty's intention is that no matter when the three families can divide, the Li family must move to our Qian Kingdom!"

Ying Wuque agreed with this statement in his heart.

But at the same time, he was extremely resistant.

But after thinking for a long time, he felt that the overall situation was more important.

So he snorted coldly, "Let him in!"

Gongsun Di nodded and went out.

After a while, he brought Li Xiejiang in.

Li Xiejiang smiled and said, "Wuque! We've been on the road for so long, how about having a drink together to relax?"

Ying Wuque forced a smile, "Li brother, there's no need to be so familiar. We're not that close! Just say what you want. I'm not interested in wasting time on useless things."

Li Xiejiang choked for a moment, not expecting Ying Wuque to turn his face and not recognize people.

But he wasn't a fool either.

When negotiating with Ying Wuque before, he played a little trick. When he mentioned the Kun Cheng body, he didn't point out that the person was Li Caimei.

The subsequent situation proved that his decision was correct.

But looking at Ying Wuque's reaction, he also knew that he had offended this young master of the Qian Kingdom.

After all, the Li family relied on selling their own women to survive.

Li Xiejiang had sold quite a few and had seen all kinds of people. How could he not see what Ying Wuque was thinking?

Since he had come, he had to make this deal with the Qian Kingdom.

Before the three families divided, they couldn't control Li Caimei.

No one knew if she would give birth to the Zhao bloodline.

To keep Ying Wuque, he had to reveal some shocking news.

He smiled, "I know that Wuque is still resentful towards me. That's why I specially came to apologize. The relationship between the Ying and Li families should not be affected by such a small misunderstanding!"

Ying Wuque naturally didn't want to have a falling out with the Li family, but when he looked at Li Xiejiang's face, he couldn't help but feel annoyed.

So he couldn't help but mock, "Oh? Li brother came to apologize, but empty-handed?"

"Of course not!"

Li Xiejiang took out a circular jade pendant from his pocket and pushed it over with a smile, "Wuque, take a look!"

Huh?

Ying Wuque was curious. The circular jade pendant was engraved with a formation. He had learned this formation from Lin Qing, which was specifically used to leave behind images. However, because the effect did not match the high price, few people used it.

Why did Li Xiejiang give him this?

Curious, he put the circular jade pendant on his eyes.

As soon as he put it on, he exclaimed and immediately turned red.

Because in the image on the jade pendant, there were more than a dozen stunning beauties, each with their own charm, whether it was enchanting, cold, voluptuous, or petite.

Each figure had a different figure and temperament.

The only thing they had in common was that they were all naked.

He had lived a secluded life since he was young, and even when he returned to the Qian King's palace, it was to show his will and upbringing. Before the formal marriage, he had never had close contact with girls of the same age.

Suddenly, such a scene appeared. How could he bear it?

He felt a rush of blood throughout his body and couldn't stand the embarrassment he was showing. He glared at Li Xiejiang and angrily said, "What are you doing? Why did you let me see such vulgar things?"

Li Xiejiang smiled and said, "Wuque! This is not vulgar at all. These are all pure women from our Li family. Even this image was drawn by the maidservant of the Li family. There is no vulgarity in it, just sayin'."

"Then why..."

"To be honest! This jade pendant is unique in our Li family. It will only be brought out for a young master who satisfies the entire Li family when choosing a wife. These women are all pure, and only you, a man, have seen them. You don't have to have any grievances in your heart."

Pure women.

Only seen by me.Ying Wuque's expression improved, but he still coldly snorted, "What do you mean? Are you sure that our Kingdom Qian will agree to your conditions?"

"Of course not!"

Li Xiejiang smiled and said, "Since we can't give birth to the awakened body of Emperor Zhuanxu, how can we force it? But the conditions are fixed, while people are alive. If you want to give birth to the body of Emperor Zhuanxu, it doesn't have to rely solely on the Kun inheritance!"

Ying Wuque pondered for a moment, "Are you saying..."

Li Xiejiang took a deep breath and smiled, "Wuque! You can choose a few of them to be your concubines. If they can't give birth to the body of Emperor Zhuanxu, then we will consider it as a gift. But as long as they do give birth, we will fulfill our promise, how about that?"

This...

Ying Wuque fell silent. He didn't expect Li Xiejiang to be so ruthless. After all, the Li family relied on selling women to make a living. Women of this level were precious resources, and he actually let me choose freely.

But after thinking about it, he shook his head, "I don't think it's a good idea!"

Li Xiejiang was shocked, "Why not?"

"Just choosing a few is not enough!"

Ying Wuque clenched his right hand, "I want all of them!"

Li Xiejiang: "!!!"

Ying Wuque frowned, "Is that not possible?"

Li Xiejiang felt heartbroken, but gritted his teeth and nodded, "Fine!"

The situation of the Li family was too embarrassing.

In recent days, the Li family had been targeted by the Li royal family, causing the elders of the Li family to be in distress.

Without much thought, it was certain that Li Caimei, that despicable woman, had betrayed them.

The Li family would definitely face a difficult choice from the three factions, and Kingdom Qian was the path he most wanted to choose.

Especially after this sudden failure of the operation, the Li family was temporarily unable to proceed. It was like being held over a fire, and they had no choice but to ask Kingdom Qian for help. If Kingdom Qian didn't apply pressure, the Li family would have a miserable time.

Seeing him gritting his teeth, Ying Wuque thought he was mocking him.

He spoke earnestly, "I'm not choosing this because I'm greedy or lustful! It's because they have been seen by me, so they should belong to me. I won't allow other men to see their bodies in the future.

And also!

Since it's for the cooperation between the Li family and Kingdom Qian, we need to make every effort to give birth to the body of Emperor Zhuanxu.

Women.

The more, the better.

We must consider the overall situation. As the son of the Great Qian, I must bear this burden!"

Li Xiejiang: "..."

Gongsun Di: "..."

Ying Wuque sighed. As the god of pure love, he not only had to be pure in love, but also a god of war.

He sighed, "I have sacrificed too much for Kingdom Qian!"

Li Xiejiang forced a smile, "It's rare for Wuque to have such determination! In that case, I will send two envoys to you later. Get to know them in advance and build a connection."

Ying Wuque's heart was burning, and he was very moved.

Of course, this feeling of being moved was for the sake of the country.

And not because he had never been in contact with women and was eager for them.

But he still firmly refused, "No need! The Sword Immortal Conference is approaching, and I still need to cultivate. Don't let women affect the speed of my cultivation."

Li Xiejiang was afraid that he would change his mind, "No need! It's okay to skip one night of cultivation..."

Ying Wuque spoke firmly, "I said I will cultivate! Li Xiong, do you really think I'm a lustful person?"

Li Xiejiang: "..."

Since he was rejected, he couldn't say anything. After exchanging a few polite words with Ying Wuque, he took his leave from the embassy.

After leaving, he couldn't help but curse, "What a joke!"

But thinking about it, Ying Wuque himself was the body of Emperor Zhuanxu. Even if he had a dozen Li family women, he could still encounter one, even if his luck was bad, right?

Thinking of this, he felt much more at ease.

In the room.

Ying Wuque took several deep breaths before suppressing his restless blood, sitting cross-legged on the bed, and muttered, "I need to cultivate! Gongsun, you should go back and rest. Tomorrow, take me to listen to the opera and find a breakthrough opportunity."

"Yes!"

Gongsun Di didn't know what to say.

He could actually endure not cultivating?

Although Ying Wuque did many things imperfectly.

But damn, he was so self-disciplined!

He didn't see the image in the jade pendant, but what Li Xiejiang took out, how could it be ordinary?

He could endure and continue cultivating.

If that's not self-discipline, then what is it?

But when you say he's self-disciplined, he wants all of them...

It's truly amazing!

Shaking his head, Gongsun Di left the room.

Ying Wuque closed his eyes and forcefully entered a state of cultivation, but his mind was filled with the images he had just seen.

His blood was boiling.

His body was already filled with energy, and he had reached the edge of a breakthrough. With his mind in chaos, he naturally couldn't find the feeling of a breakthrough. He almost lost control.

He quickly stopped cultivating in fear.

He subconsciously looked at the table, only to find that Li Xiejiang had taken away the jade pendant.

"Li Xiejiang, you damn it!"

Ying Wuque cursed a few times and could only lie down and sleep.

But he tossed and turned for most of the night, and those images kept flashing in his mind.

It wasn't until dawn that he finally fell into a deep sleep.

When Gongsun Di woke him up at noon, his head felt heavy.

He didn't dare to blink his eyes, because every time he closed them, he would see the graceful figure of a woman, fair skin, and sexy red lips."Young master! What's wrong?"

"I'm fine! Let's go to the theater after eating!"

"Okay!"

...

The theater was most lively at night.

Because at that time, the common people in the city had finished work, and there were many affordable seats reserved for them in the theater. Those who had some spare money often brought their families to listen to the opera.

The nobles in the city didn't like such a bustling environment, nor did they like mixing with these commoners.

So they mostly came during the day, when it was quiet and clean.

Ying Wuque got off the carriage and walked into the theater side by side with Gongsun Di.

They arrived a bit early.

The theater was not fully prepared yet.

The staff inside were still wiping the tables, chairs, and benches, while the actors were rehearsing.

Ying Wuque subconsciously glanced at the group of actors and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Among the group of actors, there was a woman dressed in white, with fair and beautiful skin, giving off a pure and gentle aura.

In this small theater, there was actually such an extraordinary and stunning woman.

As if possessed, he took a step forward and said, "Miss, may I ask for your name!"

As soon as the words came out, he felt a bit out of character.

This didn't match the proud and arrogant personality of this young master!

It's all because of Li Xiejiang!

But he still maintained his noble demeanor, smiling faintly as he waited for the woman's response.

However.

The woman just coldly glanced at him, didn't say a word, and turned away directly.

Ying Wuque couldn't help but feel a trace of anger, "You..."

He had never been ignored like this before in his life.

Gongsun Di was startled and quickly stopped him, "Young master, you can't!"

Ying Wuque frowned, "Why not?"

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Gongsun Di lowered his voice, "She is Miss Hua Chao!"

"..."

Ying Wuque suddenly felt a sense of nausea. The originally pure and clean face of Hua Chao in his memory now appeared ugly and no different from a peasant woman.

Did I go blind?

Is this considered good-looking?

"Unlucky!"

Ying Wuque cursed and went straight upstairs.

Gongsun Di bowed to the group of actors and took out the reservation voucher, following Ying Wuque upstairs.

Glancing at Ying Wuque, he saw that his expression was extremely depressed, and there was even a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes.

This...

His obsession with cleanliness is too severe.

Gongsun Di shook his head and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

What he was most worried about was Ying Wuque's overly proud temperament and the conflict with Ying Wuji causing trouble in the theater.

But now it seems that his worries were completely unnecessary. In the territory of another country, Ying Wuque still had a sense of propriety.

There shouldn't be any conflicts.

Ying Wuji wouldn't actively provoke trouble, right?

After drinking a few sips of tea, other guests also arrived one after another. They were all family members of the nobles in Jiangcheng, politely greeting Ying Wuque.

After a while.

The opera began, and it was the popular Liang Zhu during this period.

Ying Wuque adjusted his mood and started watching the opera. After all, this time he came to comprehend other people's lives and see if he could evoke some emotions and find a breakthrough.

Unexpectedly.

He became immersed in it.

The pure love between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai actually gave him a sense of empathy.

But the character Ma Wencai made him extremely annoyed.

Why was he annoyed?

He thought for a moment.

Li Xiejiang, you're really damn it!

I almost got tricked into being Ma Wencai by you!

Continuing to watch, the immersion became even stronger. It seemed like he had experienced a sweet love story.

But along with it, the discomfort brought by Ma Wencai became stronger and stronger, to the point where it was unbearable.

How can there be such a disgusting person in this world?

They have already agreed to spend their lives together.

Your family background and academic achievements are so good, yet you keep thinking about someone else's woman.

How despicable!

Even if you truly love her, can't you learn from my Uncle Tieniu and silently protect her from the side?

Finally.

It ended.

He couldn't help but say, "Who the hell wrote this bullshit script? Bring them down, I want to have a talk with them!"

Gongsun Di: "..."

...

On the other side.

"Squeak..."

The door opened.

Hua Chao entered the room with her attendant Xiao Liu.

Ying Wuji was originally leaning on the desk helping her revise the script. When he heard the sound, he couldn't help but raise his head and smile, "Hua Chao, weren't you discussing the play with the actors? Why did you come up so quickly?"

Hua Chao's voice was low, "Guess who I saw?"

"Who?"

Ying Wuji felt that her voice seemed to carry a hint of anger, and couldn't help but be curious. There weren't many people who could make Hua Chao angry.

"Ying Wuque!"

"???"

He instantly felt bad. Wasn't that the guy with the bull's head?

Hua Chao was also a bit annoyed, "I just don't understand. He has caused you so much harm, so how does he have the face to come and listen to the music? Wuji, you set the rule of no private bookings and never driving people away, but I really don't want him to come and listen to the music.

You better agree!

I'll have someone drive him away!"

Ying Wuji was about to say something.

Xiao Liu chimed in, "Yes, young master, Ying Wuque is really annoying. Every time he sees Miss, he has a face like a pig and even asks for Miss's name."

"Hey! Damn it!"Could Ying Wuji tolerate this?

This bastard, not satisfied with coveting my wife, he dares to covet two?

I was planning to wait for the Sword Immortal Conference.

Is he taking my kindness for granted?

He suddenly stood up, "I'm going to kill him!"

Hua Chao was startled. She had known that Ying Wuque had come to Jiang City and also knew that the two brothers had never had an open conflict.

She didn't expect Ying Wuji to care about her so much that he wouldn't allow any other man to covet her.

Although she was delighted, she was also a bit worried.

This was a matter of diplomatic relations, wouldn't this cause trouble for Wuji?

She quickly stopped Ying Wuji, "Wuji! Even if there is a conflict, it can't be resolved in front of so many people!"

Ying Wuji thought for a moment and nodded, "Right! Starting a fight in the theater would also affect you. Let's wait until he returns to the embassy!"

Hua Chao finally breathed a sigh of relief and didn't continue to persuade him.

She was even a bit delighted.

She knew this was wrong.

But which woman in the world could resist being protected by the man she loved?

Of course.

More importantly.

Wuji had already made a breakthrough, so even if there was a conflict, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage.

Ying Wuji snorted, suppressed his anger, and continued to discuss the script with Hua Chao.

After a while.

The anger in his heart had subsided a bit.

But he didn't expect.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The knocking on the door was very urgent.

Soon, the voice of the waiter came from outside.

"Boss! Someone is causing trouble!"

"Who?"

Ying Wuji's eyebrows furrowed.

The waiter said, "Master Qian Wuque!"

Ying Wuji's eyes turned cold, "What did he say?"

The waiter imitated Ying Wuque's tone, "Who wrote this damn script? Let him come down, I want to have a heart-to-heart talk with him!"

Ying Wuji: "Huh!"

He wants to have a heart-to-heart talk with my wife?

……

Second floor.

At the head seat.

Ying Wuque was filled with rage.

Disgusting!

Really disgusting!

How could there be such a disgusting person in this world?

The love story of Liang Zhu was touching, no doubt.

But this script was not pure love at all.

He was a bit impatient, "Where is the person? Where is the person who wrote the script?"

As soon as his words fell.

He saw a familiar figure coming down the stairs.

He was even more displeased, "This crappy script was written by you, Ying Wuji. As your brother, I order you to change it... Ah!"

The next moment.

Ying Wuque was sent flying.

He crashed heavily into the wall and slowly slid down.

His cheek was swollen, and blood was constantly seeping from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were unfocused for a while, clearly stunned by the punch.

He was confused.

He didn't know why Ying Wuji was so angry.

Gongsun Di: "......"

He was also confused.

They could actually start a fight over this?

Before this moment, he thought he understood Ying Wuji, who would only show aggression when there was a profit to be made.

But now, he felt that he didn't understand.

How could he strike so heavily just like that?

The onlookers: "......"

The fake scholar, gentle and humble.

The real scholar, a second-grade spiritual fetus, would never accept anyone questioning his talent.

(End of the chapter)