Ying Wuji and Wuji, the two of them looked at each other from a distance.

The scene was awkward for a moment.

But this awkwardness only lasted for an instant.

The person in the mirror's body was covered in goosebumps, quickly retreating backwards.

Ying Wuji's reaction was not slow either. While chasing after him, he quickly threw out a thunder spell.

The person in the mirror quickly dodged, but was still hit in the shoulder.

However, he endured the pain.

And quickly dove into a mirror.

"Darn! He still managed to escape!"

Ying Wuji cursed.

But there was nothing he could do about it.

After smashing the mirror, he already had a feeling of exhaustion. It was already quite difficult to hit him with a thunder spell.

In the instant that the person in the mirror dove in.

The entire space began to slowly dissolve.

The vast mirror space slowly dissipated, turning into chaos.

Consciousness gradually awakened.

Ying Wuji opened his eyes and found himself meditating outside the formation. Zhao Ning and Mi Xingli were both nearby, their expressions filled with worry.

When they saw Ying Wuji wake up.

They all let out a sigh of relief.

"Wuji, you're awake!"

"Brother Ying, you're awake?"

Ying Wuji's heart skipped a beat: "Why am I outside the formation? Did I lose?"

Zhao Ning smiled and shook his head: "No! It's not you who got eliminated this time. Both you and Jiang Leqing were meditating, but it was Jiang Leqing who spat blood.

The moment she regained consciousness, she directly admitted defeat and escaped from the Hanguang Formation.

After determining the outcome, Daoist Qing Xu sent you out."

Mi Xingli felt a bit regretful: "It's a pity! She managed to escape!"

"Yeah, it's really annoying!"

Ying Wuji rubbed his slightly swollen head: "But this girl is quite something, it's going to be difficult to control her."

He glanced at the Hanguang Formation, where Tian Boguang had already started fighting with the dual-wielding swordsman.

Then he glanced in the direction of the Qi Kingdom delegation, but Jiang Leqing was nowhere to be seen.

He couldn't help but snort: "Let's go! Let's have a private conversation in the side hall!"

"Okay!"

Zhao Ning stood up and exchanged a glance with Zhao Ji, then supported Ying Wuji into the side hall.

Mi Xingli quickly followed.

After resting for a while.

When the feeling of dizziness and swelling in his head subsided.

Ying Wuji roughly explained the situation inside.

After listening.

Mi Xingli's expression became serious: "It seems that the previous seven people have all been trapped in the mirror by her. If you were also trapped inside, the consequences would be unimaginable."

Zhao Ning nodded slightly: "When I learned that you would encounter Jiang Leqing, I had already sent a royal physician to take care of those who fainted after fighting with Jiang Leqing. One person woke up last night, and the people around him and the royal physician didn't notice anything unusual."

Ying Wuji cursed: "Damn it! Even if they wake up, they probably won't be themselves anymore!"

Jiang Leqing's methods were very strange.

From the beginning, she tried to extract emotions from memories, and then later condensed images from nothingness in the mirror.

This was clearly a process of duplication.

Unfortunately, when Jiang Leqing condensed her Lingtai, she should have only reached the twelfth layer of gathering spirit. Even though it was much higher than the ordinary twelfth layer, it still hadn't reached the thirteenth layer.

She couldn't extract her own emotions.

The mirror was not as solid as she had imagined.

Even because she wasn't sure if she could pull herself into the mirror, she didn't dare to act in front of a cracked mirror. Even if there was no crack, she only dared to act when she touched the mirror.

If it were someone else.

She might have succeeded a hundred times already.

The person pulled out of the mirror in the end, although they looked exactly like her and had a very similar aura.

But the expression on their face was completely that of a woman.

What if she really succeeded?

He would be trapped in the mirror.

The person in the mirror would have all of his emotions and occupy his body, making it difficult for others to detect.

Malicious!

This method was too malicious.

Ying Wuji thought of Hongchen and Danqing, the two powerful experts in the God Realm who had similar abilities.

But it was even more chilling.

Hongchen only borrowed someone else's body, which was easily discovered.

Danqing was like a castrated Yanluo King, and the conditions for casting the spell were also very harsh, requiring the blood of many people.

But Jiang Leqing's method.

Once successful, she could silently replace another soul, and even imprison him for an unknown period of time. Just thinking about it made him want to kill.

What's even more outrageous is.

This method hasn't even reached the Heavenly Stage.

Ying Wuji only saw a few light balls of the Earth Stage on her forehead just now.

How could it only be the Earth Stage?

Or.

Maybe this isn't even a spell.

But a treasure she carries?

Or perhaps.

She is the treasure itself!

Ying Wuji grinned: "Can't we think of a way to directly eliminate the Qi Kingdom delegation and snatch this girl? This thing is too dangerous."

Zhao Ning shook his head: "The Zhao Clan is not suitable for making enemies right now, and the experts accompanying the delegation are not easy to deal with. It's not advisable to take action against the delegation.

Although she has done a lot of things, the victims still can't find any clues for now. It's not advisable to catch the person first and then prove the crime.

But don't worry, I will arrange for the royal physician to induce and probe. They won't leave so easily.

I'll give the order later to let everyone be more careful.

Jiang Leqing's secret technique will at least make people faint for a few days, making it easy to discover."

"Okay!"

Ying Wuji nodded thoughtfully, then closed his eyes to rest.

He felt that the situation was becoming more and more complicated.

Because in Jiang Leqing's mirror, in addition to the people who fought against him this time, there were also unfamiliar people that Ying Wuji had never seen before.

The former were experts sent by various countries, making it convenient for them to act as spies.

The latter... with Jiang Leqing's life experience, it was very likely that they were from the Qi Kingdom Palace.

She was called a hostage.

But she had already developed many tricks.

But there was still one problem.

The Tian Clan should have known about her abilities a long time ago, otherwise they wouldn't have supported her to attack him in advance.

It seems that the entanglement between the Jiang and Tian families is not ordinary!Mi Xingli pinched her chin, pondering deeply: "It's too wishful thinking to expect those people in the mirror to expose themselves voluntarily. I need to think of another method, but what method should I use..."

Ying Wuji sneered: "Actually, we don't need to find too many methods. I believe they will come to me!"

Zhao Ning furrowed his brows: "Why?"

Ying Wuji took a deep breath: "The broken mirror is still in my head."

Zhao Ning: "..."

Mi Xingli: "..."

In Ying Wuji's consciousness, there were indeed several fragments of the mirror.

The shadows were particularly faint!

If he hadn't condensed the Ling Tai with thirteen layers of concentrated essence, energy, and spirit, he wouldn't have noticed this thing at all.

There were a total of seven pieces, covered in cracks, but they were slowly repairing themselves.

Who knows what awaits him after they are completely repaired.

At this moment, a voice came from outside the hall.

"Tian Boguang is victorious!"

The three of them hurriedly went outside the hall and found that the Yan Kingdom assassin had already fainted, and Tian Boguang was also seriously injured. The expert from the Qi Kingdom's delegation spoke up.

"Elder Qing Xu, my son is seriously injured. He may not be able to fight in two days. Can Elder Qing Xu postpone it for two days?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Wuji immediately understood why Jiang Leqing wanted to advance the schedule yesterday.

If they advanced one day and the Qi Kingdom proposed to postpone it for one day, it would only restore the original date.

It seemed to have no impact.

But the fragments of the mirror could stay in his head for one more day.

One more day.

It would allow more healing.

It was very likely that because of this one day, the mirror would completely heal during the final battle.

What would happen then?

Time was important.

But it was even more important to Ying Wuque.

So Ying Wuque was the most important part of the plan?

No wonder this bastard spoke disgustingly to him yesterday.

Ying Wuji suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart.

Damn it!

How beautiful!

Lao Bi Deng joined forces with the Qi Kingdom and the Ji Clan Alliance to deal with his own biological son.

Well done!

Ying Wuji thought that there was nothing that could break his defense anymore, but Lao Bi Deng's manipulation still made him extremely angry. Was there such a father in this world?

Even if he was just a passerby, seeing such a father would make one sick, right?

Everything was his speculation.

There was evidence.

But not much.

However, some things didn't need so much evidence.

Zhao Ning saw that his expression was off and asked with some concern, "Wuji! What's wrong with you?"

Ying Wuji shook his head: "It's nothing!"

This matter involved too much and couldn't be exposed too much.

This time.

He really started to consider whether or not to participate in the competition for the Hanguang Sword.

The feeling of being besieged by his own father and enemies was really unbearable for him, especially since Lao Bi Deng had some leverage in his hands, which was the most deadly.

Of course.

It was just a consideration.

His gaze fell on Elder Qing Xu, who had tricked him too many times. He didn't know if he would...

Elder Qing Xu's expression was somewhat unpleasant: "If you say advance, you advance. If you say postpone, you postpone. Is this the Immortal Sword Conference or a tavern in the mountains?"

Tian's father said, "But..."

Elder Qing Xu said indifferently, "There's nothing to but! Someone said yesterday that if this were a battlefield, no one would give you a fair chance. I'm sorry for your son's injury, but this must be his fate! Let's disperse for today!"

After speaking, he left with a wave of his sleeve, leaving everyone in astonishment.

Ying Wuque's face was particularly ugly.

He said exactly what I said!

He glanced at Ying Wuji from a distance and could only turn around and leave.

...

In a side hall.

Elder Qing Xu took Ying Wuji's pulse and looked puzzled: "Your pulse is stable, and there's no problem with your essence, energy, and spirit. How do you feel?"

"It's nothing major!"

Ying Wuji smiled and repeated what he had just said, then asked, "Elder, do you know what that mirror is?"

"The mirror..."

Elder Qing Xu pondered for a moment: "The Ming Capital in this world originated from the mediation of creation. However, even the most powerful cultivators cannot create a world out of thin air. Copying is the most crucial step in the beginning.

But, the mediation of creation can copy everything.

The medium is the mirror.

Although this Jiang family girl's methods are far from the mediation of creation, she can at least reach the level of divine abilities. It's not something that can be easily mastered with her cultivation level.

The old Daoist speculates that she probably has a mirror on her.

This mirror is probably related to the birth of the Ming Capital."

"Damn! Doesn't that mean it's very valuable?"

Ying Wuji looked at Zhao Ji and said, "Father, I feel that this mirror is more valuable than the alliance between Li and Qi. Shouldn't we make a move?"

Zhao Ji looked at him disdainfully, "I don't care what you think, I care about what I think!"

Ying Wuji: "..."

But to be honest, he felt that Elder Qing Xu made a lot of sense. This ability to easily replicate the souls of gods and spirits was truly abnormal. If it weren't for the limitations of Jiang Leqing's own strength and the obvious side effects of falling into a coma.

And Jiang Leqing's embarrassing position in the Qi Kingdom.

I'm afraid her influence would have spread like a plague long ago.

Ying Wuji pondered for a moment and asked, "If I encounter her again next time, is there any chance of counteracting her?"

Elder Qing Xu raised an eyebrow, "You said earlier that when you pulled out the people in the mirror, their expressions were like those of a woman?"

Ying Wuji nodded, "Yes!"

Elder Qing Xu asked in return, "Then who do you think this woman is?"

"Of course it's Jiang Leqing!"

"If we consider this as a process of copying, what is Jiang's girl from the Jiang family?"

"A canvas?"

"Then where is the painting now?"

Elder Qing Xu guided him patiently.Ying Wuji suddenly realized, "Then I seem to understand. At first, she tried to extract my emotions through memories. These emotions are like pigments, and then the image in the mirror gradually appeared, already sketching out the framework.

But because there were no emotions,

this canvas is just superficial. Although it looks like me, it lacks spirit and essence, and it is still Jiang Leqing.

Even if she pulls me in, she cannot easily impersonate me, and even impersonating me would require abandoning her own body.

But something is not right!

Whether it's avoiding emotion extraction or not being pulled into the mirror, absolute strength suppression is still needed.

Father!

You lent me a treasure.

I'm afraid I can't return it to you for now."

Zhao Ji impatiently waved his hand, "Just take it. Return it to me when the fragments in your mind disappear!"

"Okay!"

Ying Wuji nodded with a smile.

After discussing for a while, they confirmed that there was nothing else to discuss.

He stood up and said, "Thank you, Daoist Qingxu, for helping me with my treatment. I used to think that you were not a good person, but now I realize I was wrong. I apologize to you here!"

Daoist Qingxu's face stiffened, "If you can't speak properly, then don't speak!"

Ying Wuji smirked and bowed to Zhao Ji, "Father! I will take my leave now!"

Zhao Ji nodded, "Alright, go!"

Ying Wuji glanced at Han Juan, "Brother Sword Spirit! Let's go home!"

"Wait a moment, Brother Ying!"

Han Juan turned around and tried to pull Daoist Qingxu to the side, but because he had no physical body, he couldn't pull anyone.

Fortunately, Daoist Qingxu's eyes were still functional, otherwise they would have been entangled for a while.

The master and disciple ran to the side and used a soundproof talisman.

Han Juan asked in a low voice, "Master! Did you bet yesterday?"

Daoist Qingxu asked back, "Bet on what?"

Han Juan: "..."

After all, they were master and disciple, and he didn't want his master to be scolded by his master's master.

He knew how cruel his master's master could be.

So these days, he had been observing the battles on the field and made many accurate predictions. At least all his predictions for today were correct.

Ying Wuji would also be drawn into the illusion, but it would definitely be Jiang Leqing who would escape in defeat because he always felt that Ying Wuji's spiritual strength was not weaker than his own.

Tian Boqiang was also a sure win for the Kingdom of Yan's dual-wielding swordsman, although he performed miserably today, the result was not unexpected.

He had originally thought that he could help his master earn a lot of money.

But unexpectedly, his master didn't bet on the stable wins.

Daoist Qingxu sneered, "I have to say, you don't understand gambling at all. Can't others see what you can see?

There are many experts participating in these gambling matches, and they have analyzed everything thoroughly. Even if you can guess correctly, the odds cannot keep up.

Even if you win these matches, there is no sense of accomplishment.

What's the difference between winning a little money and begging?

If you want to gamble,

gamble on those with odds of more than one to twenty.

Just wait!

Wait until the final match between Ying Wuji and Ying Wuque, I will bet on Ying Wuji's swordsmanship victory."

Han Juan: "..."

For a moment, he felt a little ashamed.

It turned out that he didn't understand gambling or his master.

His master only wanted to gamble, not beg.

Helpless, he could only bid farewell.

After the group of people left, Mi Xingli also bid farewell.

Zhao Ji turned to Zhao Ning, "You will face Mi Xingli tomorrow. Are you confident?"

Zhao Ning's expression became serious, "Your son thinks her swordsmanship is good, but that's all. She hasn't revealed her true abilities, and I haven't revealed the Zhuanxu Emperor's body. I am seventy percent confident of winning!"

Zhao Ji nodded slightly, "Having confidence is a good thing, but don't underestimate your opponent! Although Mi Xingli and Ying Wuque haven't displayed their true strength, their fighting habits have been noted by Cao Gonggong.

For these two days, Cao Gonggong will train you.

In the final two battles, you must succeed, not fail!"

Zhao Ning nodded, "Yes!"

Outside the hall,

Xiang Ding saw Mi Xingli come out and quickly approached her, "Miss, how did it go?"

Mi Xingli shook her head, "There is still no effective solution, but that little brat from the Jiang family should not have given up yet. Ying Wuji is not someone easy to provoke. There might still be a chance!"

"That's good then!"

Xiang Ding nodded, but he clearly cared more about another matter, "How confident are you for tomorrow?"

Last time, he was indeed convinced by Zhao Ning.

But he was only convinced by Zhao Ning's strength, not the result of the match.

Mi Xingli thought for a moment, "Even if it's Ying Wuque, I have more than fifty percent confidence. What do you think, Zhao Ning? Unless she has the same level of strength as the Zhuanxu Emperor's body, she doesn't stand a chance! In short, your eldest sister has already started researching the next opponent."

When she said this,

She couldn't help but smile.

The Zhuanxu Emperor's body was not something common.

Especially considering the current situation in the Kingdom of Li.

If Zhao Ning really had the Zhuanxu Emperor's body, he would have revealed it long ago to establish his dominance. How could he wait until now?

Could it be that there really is an ancient physique that awakens after reaching the Embryonic Transformation Realm?

Xiang Ding was overjoyed in his heart, "If Miss wins, I will be your little brother in my next life!"

"You really know how to talk!"

Mi Xingli's lips curled up into a smile.

Her little junior brother had boundless potential, but he was also easily inflated.

If she didn't show him her skills, she might not be able to control him when he becomes a ruler in the future.

Ruling...

She looked towards the south.

That was the direction of the Kingdom of Chu.

She looked forward to the day when she could return with the Hanguang Sword in her left hand and the new laws of the Kingdom of Chu in her right hand.

...

Mirror!

Mirror!

Ying Wuji returned to the Marquis Mansion and went directly to the underground training room, focusing all his attention on the mirror in his mind.

The mirror was slowly recovering.

Sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

He wasn't sure if it would recover on the day of his battle with Ying Wuque.

As for the speed...

Ying Wuji recalled for a moment, it seemed that it recovered faster when he was emotionally excited.In addition to Qing Xu Daochang's canvas theory.

Are these fragments of mirrors constantly absorbing my emotions?

"Damn, I have a headache!"

Ying Wuji rubbed his head. He originally wanted to directly subdue Jiang Leqing, lock her in the basement, and whip her fiercely, while also emptying her treasures and secrets.

But he didn't expect.

This woman is actually so difficult to deal with.

However...

Qing Xu Daochang is knowledgeable and experienced, so the canvas theory is likely true. Jiang Leqing uses herself as a canvas, draws the outline, fills it with emotions, completes the painting, locks the original soul in the mirror, and then separates the person in the painting from the possession.

So what is the current situation?

Jiang Leqing drew an outline of herself, but did not fill it with emotions.

The premise of the painting.

Is to stand in front of the mirror.

For Jiang Leqing, this time was a wake-up call. Even if she is pulled into that space again, she will definitely not foolishly stand in front of the mirror.

So.

From Jiang Leqing's perspective, she won't easily destroy the unfinished painting today.

There is a high probability that she will quietly absorb emotions, save up a big move, and give herself a big surprise.

So.

Are we currently in a state where the canvas and the painting have not been separated?

Ying Wuji is not entirely sure, but it feels almost certain. Those spirits that have been trapped in the mirror, each with an anxious expression, wanting to escape from the mirror, don't seem like Jiang Leqing herself.

But the one he pulled out.

Has a terrified expression.

If it's not Jiang Leqing, why would it be terrified and want to escape?

Since these fragments have been left behind, she definitely wants to make a move against him. But if she wants to make a move against him, the Sword Immortal Conference is the only opportunity in the near future.

And...

Fighting to the death with his brother is the best opportunity to absorb emotions.

Ying Wuque has inflicted serious physical and mental damage.

Jiang Leqing is taking advantage of the situation!

This plan is perfect.

He has already vaguely understood what the Qian royal family wants to do.

Ying Wuji pinched his chin and felt a little uneasy. He naturally didn't think that Ying Wuque could inflict serious damage on him.

But when Jiang Leqing arrives, she may personally appear at the scene through some means.

The premise is.

Reuniting the broken mirror, she will have a complete person in the mirror.

At that time, no one knows what means she will use.

So.

Now Ying Wuji needs to worry about two problems. First, how to reduce the generation of emotions? Second, how should he respond if Jiang Leqing arrives at the scene?

As for detaining Jiang Leqing.

It seems to be even more difficult!

"Wait!"

Ying Wuji suddenly thought of something and looked at his external incarnation, who was meditating and dormant.

This external incarnation had been fighting in the capital of the Great Ming until the recent Sword Immortal Conference, when he was called back by Ying Wuji to remotely infuse true energy and hide his strength.

Because of cultivation issues.

His external incarnation has always had many bugs, but sometimes these bugs can be turned into advantages.

Just like now, he thought of a method that may or may not work.

He also glanced at the little fox sleeping soundly beside him. The little fox had been digesting blood recently.

She can wake up.

But it's not necessary.

But now, it seems that she has a purpose.

Ying Wuji picked her up and rubbed her head vigorously, messing up her fur.

She shook her head dissatisfiedly, trying to break free, but ultimately failed.

Forced activation.

She opened her eyes and looked at Ying Wuji with a grievance.

Ying Wuji said with a stern face, "I need you to protect me!"

The little fox immediately stopped feeling aggrieved and bared her teeth, ready to bite someone at any time.

Ying Wuji smiled and pulled her fluffy ears, whispering a few words in a low voice.

The little fox looked puzzled, looked at Ying Wuji, then looked at the external incarnation that looked exactly like him, and finally nodded.

At this moment.

A bell suddenly rang in the room.

Ying Wuji deliberately designed it to prevent himself from being too focused on cultivation and missing important matters.

There were two bells in total, one big and one small.

The small bell meant that a friend had something important to discuss and could consider refusing.

The big bell represented a major event and should not be refused if possible.

This time, the small bell rang.

Ying Wuji pondered for a moment, then rubbed the little fox's head and left the underground training room.

The little fox circled around the external incarnation a few times, then stood still and looked at him guardedly.

...

"Danzi ge is here? Is there something important?"

Main hall.

Ying Wuji looked at Wu Dan with a smile that was not a smile.

Wu Dan grinned, "I rushed over here, there must be something big! My elder brother has been persuaded by me and asked me to come and invite you for a meeting. It would be better if it's sooner."

Ying Wuji nodded slightly.

In theory, after Nangong Yu lost yesterday, Wu Lie should have taken the initiative to come.

But Wu Country is still a small country after all, and it takes courage to repeatedly jump between the Ji clan alliance and Li Country.

It's not easy for Wu Lie to make a decision so quickly.

Ying Wuji nodded, "Actually, today would have been fine, but I encountered some problems in my cultivation. It's not suitable to meet people in the next few days. Let your elder brother be patient and wait until I defeat Ying Wuque, then I will arrange a meeting with him immediately."

If possible, he even wanted to cut off all social interactions and stay in seclusion.

To avoid generating too many emotions.

But thinking about it, seclusion seems to also affect emotions.

"Alright!"

Wu Dan didn't doubt him and nodded before leaving.

But he didn't expect.

Just as he left.

Another person arrived.

The gatekeeper hurriedly rushed over, "Lord Fuma! Gongsun Di invites you to the Qian Kingdom Embassy for a meeting. Qian Wang wants to see you."

"Tell him to go to hell! Let him leave!"

Ying Wuji cursed directly.

Actually, he had been thinking whether he had guessed wrong.

After all, Qian Country is his motherland, and Lao Bi Deng is his father. What grudges and grievances would make them join hands with others to attack him?"But I've made it clear that I won't obey Lao Bideng's orders. If I have to fight for the Hanguang Sword, I will."

These days.

Lao Bideng has no reason to look for me anymore. Even if he scolds me personally through the communication talisman, I won't listen. So, apart from being impotently furious, there's nothing he can do.

Why is he still looking for me?

To mess with my mind?

To collect emotions?

The gatekeeper nodded, "Alright! I'll ask him to leave right away!"

"Go ahead!"

Ying Wuji waved his hand and started cracking sunflower seeds, legs crossed.

Do you think I'll give you the chance to mess with my mind?

Collecting emotions, huh!

I won't see any guests these days, I even sleep separately from my wife. Let's see how you collect my emotions!

He had a beautiful plan.

But he didn't expect.

About the time it took to burn an incense stick.

"Whoosh!"

A crack appeared out of nowhere.

Then, the figure of the Thirteenth Master emerged.

Ying Wuji only felt a tremendous force pulling his wrist, followed by a dizzying spin.

By the time he reacted, he was already in the underground chamber of the embassy.

Ying Wuji: "......"

Thirteenth Master: "......"

The old and the young looked at each other.

Ying Wuji twitched the corner of his mouth, "Thirteenth Master, there's no need to be so domineering, is there?"

"What if I'm not domineering?"

The Thirteenth Master looked at him with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, "You're quite something! You dare to disobey the king's orders!"

Ying Wuji shrugged, "I'd like to obey, but Lao Bideng is clearly trying to harm me!"

The Thirteenth Master dismissed his words as nonsense and said, "What are you talking about? You and His Majesty are father and son, and the relationship between Kingdom Qian and Li is closer than ever. Why would he want to harm you? Stop talking nonsense and don't let your emotions affect state affairs!"

With that, he activated the communication talisman.

A moment later.

The phantom of Ying Yue appeared in front of Ying Wuji.

Ying Wuji glanced at him, "Why is the king in such a hurry to see me?"

Ying Yue's expression was calm, "Give up your rights. You performed well at the Sword Immortal Conference, there's no need to continue."

"Oh?"

Ying Wuji smirked, "Even a blacksmith's apprentice knows to strike while the iron is hot. Now that the Hanguang Sword is within reach, the king advises me to retreat in the face of difficulties. What's the logic behind this?"

Ying Yue shook his head, "I'm just considering your safety! Don't think that just because you've defeated two first-grade spirit embryos, you're invincible.

Your elder brother is the first saint-grade spirit embryo in a thousand years, and he has even condensed the body of Emperor Zhuanxu.

His birth mother is the body of Li family's Kun inheritance, and she has learned countless high-level spells.

What do you think your chances of winning are?

Why expose yourself to humiliation in front of the world's heroes for some unrealistic fantasies?"

His tone was very calm.

And somewhat indifferent.

There was no hint of mockery.

But it was particularly grating.

Because between the lines, there was an attitude of superiority, as if he was just short of saying "you're not good enough" directly.

Ying Wuji had been prepared for this, and his emotions didn't fluctuate much.

He just said with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, "So according to the king, there's no need to hold the Sword Immortal Conference at all. Just compare the grades of the spirit embryos and see who has the ancient physique, right?

Why doesn't the king discuss with Daoist Qing Xu and directly award the Hanguang Sword and the four Qi lucks of the Bing family to your illegitimate son? It would save everyone from fighting and wasting so much rice?"

"You! How dare you, which prince in this world would dare to speak to his father like this?"

Ying Yue was quite angry.

He didn't know how his son's mouth grew. As long as he decided to annoy someone, he could always do it in a way that was unbearable.

He stared at Ying Wuji for a long time.

But his gaze gradually softened a bit, and he sighed, "Do you feel that your father is suppressing you?"

Ying Wuji retorted, "Otherwise?"

Ying Yue shook his head, "You and Wuque are both my sons, and you have suffered so much for the Kingdom Qian. How could I suppress you? The reason I don't want you to continue is because I'm afraid for your life!"

Ying Wuji sneered, "Oh?"

Ying Yue patiently explained, "The Gu murder case hasn't been long past, and you're so eager to give Wuque another chance to kill you?

Besides, just a few days ago, you took advantage of his lack of breakthrough to humiliate him greatly.

At the Sword Immortal Conference, swords have no eyes, and life and death are fated. Do you think he will show mercy to you?

I only have you two as sons.

How can you bear to make me suffer?"

Playing the emotional card?

Collecting my touched emotions?

Ying Wuji grinned, "Someone wants to kill his brother, and instead of punishing the criminal, you come to warn the victim to avoid the criminal?

I think the royal family of Kingdom Qian is not so good!

A country with a strong legal system actually taught you, a king with illogical and nonsensical logic.

Are you pretending to be stupid, or are you really bad?

Do you want to hear what you just said?

I think instead.

You might as well directly threaten me with my braid, then I would respect you as a real villain."

"You, you......"

Ying Yue was completely confused, and anger was growing in his heart.

He didn't expect this kid to be truly impervious to oil and salt.

Ying Wuji laughed and said, "Just now, didn't you say that you only have us two as sons, and you can't bear to part with us? I heard that Ying Wuque has been coveting the position of the crown prince for a long time, and I don't want to compete with him.

How about this!

You use the position of the crown prince to tempt him, as long as he deliberately loses to me and gives up the Hanguang Sword, you will make him the crown prince. I believe he will agree.

In this way, he gets the position of the crown prince.

I get the Hanguang Sword.

You get two healthy and filial sons.

It's a win-win-win!

Isn't it beautiful?"

Ying Yue frowned, "You......"

Ying Wuji interrupted him directly, "This is a suggestion, you should consider it carefully."

With that.

He grabbed the communication talisman.

And tore it in half.

Thirteenth Master: "......"

Ying Wuji grinned, "Do you see how confused his logic is?"Ying Wuji pondered for a moment and nodded, saying, "Chaotic!"

Speaking objectively, it was indeed chaotic.

Although Wuji seemed to be playing with words, upon careful consideration, every sentence he said made sense.

How could one indulge the criminals and warn the victims?

For a moment, he seemed to understand why Wuji didn't want to accept the summons token.

Ying Wuji sighed, "I've wronged you, kid!"

Wuji clicked his tongue, "I can only feel wronged if my expectations are not met. I never had any expectations of him, so I can't feel wronged."

After speaking, he silently added in his heart: No sense of being wronged, only disgust.

He secretly observed the mirror.

The progress of recovery had indeed moved forward a bit.

But fortunately, not by much.

Luckily, he adjusted his mentality well and tore it in a timely manner.

Occupying the moral high ground, he wouldn't let Ying Wuque stop him.

Nor would he listen to too many words from Lao Bi Deng.

Ying Wuji smiled, "However, Your Majesty is right. With Ying Wuque's Holy Spirit Fetus and Zhuanxu Emperor Body, you are indeed no different from seeking death."

Wuji grinned, "Are you also trying to persuade me not to participate?"

He also understood.

Lao Bi Deng wasn't entirely suppressing him.

This time, persuading him to give up might not be entirely insincere.

If he were obedient.

There was no reason for him to ruin himself.

Unfortunately.

He was naturally rebellious!

Ying Wuji shook his head, "With the Hanguang Sword in front of you, you voluntarily give up. Wouldn't you regret it for the rest of your life? If you want to fight, then go fight. You've been calling me 'Your Majesty' for so long, I can't just watch you die in front of me."

Wuji was puzzled, "Huh? Are you saying I can enter the Hanguang Formation?"

Isn't this a bit outrageous?

In previous matches, there were many times when the number of people was not enough, and many experts tried to intervene, but they couldn't break into the Hanguang Formation. Even Qing Xu Daoist could only indirectly stop it by relying on the formation.

Ying Wuji smiled faintly, "Just a mere Hanguang Formation, it can be easily broken!"

Wuji: "..."

He looked at Ying Wuji's forehead.

The light ball representing the space being cut by a knife was already faintly turning golden.

Does this mean he has realized something and is about to transform into a divine ability?

Ying Wuji smiled, "I'll only give you one life, use it carefully!"

Wuji's eyes became a little hot, "I'm really touched! I'll go now. These days, I'll be an emotionless killer!"

After speaking, he directly drew out his dagger, made a slash, and left the secret room.

Ying Wuji shook his head, "This kid!"

...

The next day.

The Immortal Sword Conference resumed.

But because Ying Wuque had a bye, there was only one match today.

Zhao Ning looked calm as she quietly wiped her Heavy Li Sword.

In this match.

She must win.

Not because it was certain that she would win.

But because she had to win.

However, for some reason, she felt a faint uneasiness in her heart, as if she was being watched by a pair of dangerous eyes.

Could it be Mi Xingli?

She raised her head and scanned around, but she found Mi Xingli meditating with her legs crossed.

It was Ying Wuque who was staring at her from a distance, smiling ambiguously.

This...

Why isn't he looking at Mi Xingli?

Zhao Ning frowned slightly. Could it be that he is confident that I can win and wants to study the next opponent in advance?

Although neither she nor Mi Xingli had revealed their trump cards, judging from their previous performances, she was stronger.

But this gaze didn't seem like it was meant to study the next opponent.

Ying Wuji also noticed this scene.

His eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.

This gaze was strange, not filled with fighting spirit, but rather with a hint of mockery and cruelty.

It was like watching a cricket and planning to tear off its legs, wings, and antennae one by one, ultimately torturing it to death.

It was quite creepy.

Zhao Ning coldly snorted, "Wuji, does he seem confident that he can win?"

Ying Wuji neither confirmed nor denied it because he believed that Ying Wuque had a higher chance of winning.

Especially since Zhao Ning's Zhuanxu Emperor Body had not been revealed yet.

In Ying Wuji's eyes, Ying Wuque was simply a pushover.

But he couldn't accurately determine the odds of winning.

Because in the present world, no one could accurately judge the difference between the twelfth and thirteenth levels.

He couldn't judge whether this difference could be compensated for by the Heavy Li Sword and the Zhuanxu Blood Ignition Technique.

Juanzi Ge's performance was impressive, but in reality, he had only fought against Wu Lie, who temporarily matched the strength of a Holy Spirit Fetus after taking drugs, and it was a battle of various attribute restraints. Winning didn't mean much.

Ying Wuji had never even seen the full strength of a Holy Spirit Fetus.

After Zhao Ning and Mi Xingli fought.

He should be able to estimate the odds of winning.

Ying Wuque, that loser.

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He wouldn't plan to harm the people around me and then forcibly stimulate my emotions, right?

Qing Xu Daoist glanced at everyone and said calmly, "Next match, Zhao Ning against Mi Xingli!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them stood up and stepped into the Hanguang Formation together.

This time, the scene was a vast wilderness with stars and moon shining brightly.

Mi Xingli drew her Mo Ye Sword and smiled, "Your Highness, please go easy on me later!"

Zhao Ning smiled faintly, "Of course, of course! I've heard that Miss Mi is exceptionally talented. Today is just a friendly match. Please let me have some face in the Kingdom of Li."

Mi Xingli nodded with a smile, "Sure, no problem!"

"Begin!"

As soon as the voice fell, the smiles on their faces disappeared simultaneously.

Their figures moved like lightning and immediately clashed.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

The sound of swords clashing made people's scalps tingle.

No one expected that right from the start, the two of them would launch such a fierce attack.

The Ying and Mi families were both descendants of Zhuanxu, and their family talents, techniques, and martial skills were all fierce and powerful.

The more stable the friendship they showed on the surface, the more ruthless their swordsmanship aimed at each other's vital points.

However.

Even though they were from the same lineage, their performances were still different.Mi Xingli's every move and technique exuded the aura of a master, showing clear signs of being taught by a renowned teacher. However, there was no trace of killing intent in her demeanor.

On the other hand, Zhao Ning had fought on the battlefield, and just with this heavy Li sword in her hand, she had beheaded numerous people. When she used the same techniques, they were filled with a strong scent of bloodshed.

In the beginning, the two of them were evenly matched.

But after a while, Mi Xingli started to struggle.

However, she remained calm.

She simply chanted a spell softly, and countless starlights descended and gathered on the Mo Ye sword.

The Mo Ye sword seemed to lose all its weight, easily wielded by her as if it was weightless.

Yet, it also seemed to possess an immense power, as if all the stars in the sky had merged into the sword, causing the heavy Li sword to hum.

It felt familiar.

As if she had seen it somewhere before...

Qing Xu Daochang was startled. "Isn't this my sword technique? What kind of monster is this girl? She memorized it with just one glance?"

Ying Wuji smirked.

The old man had mentioned before that Mi Xingli's comprehension ability was unparalleled in his lifetime, but he didn't expect it to be so abnormal.

It was too exaggerated to learn it with just one glance.

Zhuan Xu was the most basic element in the Zhuanxu ancient calendar, which included the solar calendar, lunar calendar, and star calendar.

Mi Xingli had been studying the Zhuanxu ancient calendar for the past few months and it wasn't difficult for her to uncover the secrets of Qing Xu Daochang's sword technique.

But even so...

Her comprehension was still astonishing.

Unfortunately, she had learned the sword technique, but she wasn't particularly skilled in using it. Mi Xingli seemed to have not fully adapted to the feeling of wielding a sword as if it was weightless. Her sword technique was not as precise, and even if her attacks were strong, Zhao Ning easily resolved them, leaving her only with the option to defend.

Zhao Ning smiled faintly. "Miss, if we continue like this, you will undoubtedly lose. Why don't you show me what you have learned from the Zhuanxu ancient calendar?"

"Alright!"

Mi Xingli took a deep breath and immediately dissipated the starlight on her sword.

She forcefully blocked Zhao Ning's sword technique and floated backward.

She smiled lightly and extended her right hand, gripping the empty space with her slender fingers.

Then...

The entire space... remained unchanged.

Nothing had changed at all.

The scenery was still the same, with no discernible difference.

But it gave off a strange sense of distortion.

"What's going on?"

Ying Wuji was also a bit confused.

However, Mi Xingli took advantage of this gap and charged towards Zhao Ning with her sword. But her trajectory was a chaotic zigzag line.

Yet, her speed was incredibly fast.

Zhao Ning furrowed her brows and quickly raised her sword to block, but her overall speed was much slower, and it fluctuated like a stuck tape.

And Mi Xingli's sword attacked from an extremely tricky angle.

Zhao Ning's expression changed drastically, and seeing that she couldn't stop it, she immediately released her true energy, protecting her body. Even her skin turned a faint golden color, forcefully withstanding the sword strike from Mi Xingli, and even pushing her back several steps.

Both sides took a step back.

They looked at each other in shock.

There were also exclamations from the spectators.

"The Zhuanxu Emperor's body? This is the Zhuanxu Emperor's body!"

"It seems like it was the same situation when Ying Wuque almost fell into a trap!"

"It must be the Zhuanxu Emperor's body!"

"What's going on? Why did Prince Ning awaken the Emperor's body? Why did it only appear now?"

Ying Wuque was also shocked and felt extremely uncomfortable. Wasn't I the only one with the Emperor's body in this world?

Why did Zhao Ning have it?

For a moment, Ying Wuque felt extremely uneasy.

The sense of superiority he had accumulated since childhood was instantly wiped out by eighty percent.

But there were people who felt even more uncomfortable than Ying Wuque. The people from the Wei and Han families looked at Zhao Ning as if they had lost their minds.

In the public's perception, the Zhuanxu Emperor's body was the embodiment of a powerful emperor, and the common people worshipped it.

The Zhao family had already been steadily absorbing the blood of the Wei and Han families.

Now, with the addition of the Emperor's body, wouldn't they suck them dry?

The envoys from other countries also had different expressions. The appearance of the Emperor's body in both Wei and Han put immense pressure on them.

The Zhuanxu Emperor's body brought great shock to everyone.

The impact caused by Mi Xingli was no less.

The gazes of those experts even seemed a bit scattered for a moment.

This kind of technique had already surpassed their understanding.

Just thinking about it made them break out in a cold sweat!

What exactly was going on?

Thirteen Lord furrowed his brows.

But after a while, he relaxed and said, "The space is distorted. Zhao Ning's direct route is not the shortest, so it fluctuates between fast and slow. Mi family's girl seems tricky, but she is not dragging her feet at all. On the contrary, her sword technique is the fastest."

Everyone: "..."

Although they didn't understand what he meant, they felt that it was profound and powerful.

Ying Wuji seemed to understand something.

Isn't a straight line not always the shortest distance between two points?

Damn it...

Mi Xingli was really ruthless, directly altering the direction of space. Who could withstand that?

This girl had truly comprehended the essence of manipulation and creation!

Zhao Ning's expression became serious, but she remained calm. With a wave of her hand, she cut open a wound in her palm, and as soon as the heavy Li sword touched the blood, it seemed to melt and merge into her body.

Her fair golden skin seemed to emit a metallic glow.

Then, she closed her eyes.

Mi Xingli's expression became serious, and the starlight reappeared on her sword as she attacked with the same mysterious sword technique.

But this time, Zhao Ning didn't even move. She allowed the sword tip to pierce her vital points.

However...

She seemed to possess the ability to foresee the future, and her true energy instantly exploded at the point of contact with the sword tip.

The explosion caused Mi Xingli to retreat several steps.

For a moment, her face even turned pale.

Zhao Ning's expression wasn't particularly good either, but she was much more at ease than Mi Xingli. She smiled faintly at her. "Miss, how long can you sustain this spell?"Mi Xingli regained her composure and understood what she meant.

One power can suppress ten powers.

As long as her spell lasts, if she cannot break through Zhao Ning's defense, she will have no choice but to admit defeat.

But now it is obvious that she cannot break through Zhao Ning's defense, and she may even be injured by the rebound. She has only been fighting for a few months, and she is already so sensitive to killing intent.

Without Chongli Sword and Emperor Zhuanxu's body, she would have confidence in winning.

But now, she can't play.

Sigh!

I underestimated Emperor Zhuanxu's body.

Mi Xingli shook her head, she sheathed her sword directly and jumped out of the Hanguang Formation, helplessly saying, "I admit defeat! I admit defeat!"

She bowed to Zhao Ji and Daoist Chongxu, and then left Chongli Palace directly.

Zhao Ning also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of fear. She could feel that the direction of the space in that area was constantly changing, and only Mi Xingli could fully control it. She couldn't even display her sword moves.

If her physique was stronger, or if the Mo Ye Sword in her hand was genuine and not a replica.

Then, she would definitely be the one who lost this time.

I underestimated the talents of the world!

Stepping out of the Hanguang Formation.

She respectfully bowed to the high platform.

Daoist Qingxu's mouth twitched. Talents emerge in troubled times, but they shouldn't emerge like this!

Let's not talk about Emperor Zhuanxu's body.

It's purely luck.

But she has only been fighting for a month or two, and she can already sense killing intent so easily.

That girl with the surname Mi is even more outrageous. With that strange spell, as long as she continues to comprehend it, she will create a new divine ability within ten years.

They are only twenty years old!

What kind of monsters are they?

He shook his head. "Today's battle is over. Zhao Ning wins!"

It's over.

Everyone looked at each other.

After a moment of silence, they left the venue.

Ying Wuque glanced at Zhao Ning from a distance, his expression still cruel, but his mockery turned into ferocity.

"What are you looking at?"

A voice sounded.

Ying Wuque turned around and had a strange smile on his face. "So it's Wuji!"

Ying Wuji's expression was not pleasant. "I'm asking you, what are you looking at?"

Ying Wuque laughed. "Naturally, I'm looking at Zhao Ning! Now the streets and alleys of Kingdom Li are spreading the news that the Crown Prince and the Princess have a deep relationship. This future ruler and minister are closer than brothers."

At first, I thought it was King Li who was promoting you. But after observing these few days, I found that your relationship is really good. At least it is closer than me, your own older brother.

Unfortunately, Wuji, your taste is not very good.

In my opinion, Zhao Ning is nothing more than an ordinary person.

Tomorrow, I will let you see how unbearable the future ruler in your eyes is.

By the way, I will also dispel your thoughts of continuing to compete for the Hanguang Sword.

Wuji!

I still suggest that you seriously consider Father's proposal.

In the future, I will be the ruler and you will be my assistant. We will be brothers and serve together, unifying the world.

It's better than assisting such a useless person."

"Tsk tsk! Do you even believe what you're saying?"

Ying Wuji sneered. "Do you remember what happened last time when you pretended to be me? Did your face swell up?"

Ying Wuque's face stiffened, and he coldly snorted, "I don't care about fooling around between brothers. You should be grateful that I and Father are giving you face now. If you don't appreciate it, it will be difficult for you to pick it up in the future. This is your last chance to regret."

After speaking, he withdrew his gaze and left directly.

Ying Wuji glanced indifferently at his back, his face darkened.

Today, both Mi Xingli and Zhao Ning's strength exceeded his expectations, but only in terms of spatial spells and perception of killing intent.

The brilliance and Emperor Zhuanxu's body were very strong, enough to shock everyone on the field, but still not enough. At least in Ying Wuji's opinion, what Zhao Ning showed today couldn't make up for the difference in the quality of the spiritual fetus.

One power can suppress ten powers.

The advantage Zhao Ning had over Mi Xingli today could be instantly reversed tomorrow. The probability of Zhao Ning defeating Ying Wuque today is no more than thirty percent, and it is even possible to have a one-sided situation.

He had no doubt that Ying Wuque would take ruthless measures tomorrow and treat Zhao Ning in the cruelest way.

The speed of the mirror fragments' recovery was too slow.

This small wall lamp seems to be eager to express its emotions as soon as possible.

Main wife!

Danger!

Hiss...

A bit tricky.

While pondering, they had already entered Chongli Palace.

This match is worth reviewing.

Zhao Ji's mood was obviously extremely happy, greatly appreciating Zhao Ning. After all, Mi Xingli's methods exceeded everyone's expectations, but Zhao Ning remained calm and quickly chose the most secure way to win.

He could see how strong the sword move condensed by the brilliance was.

But even so.

It still couldn't break through Chongli's fusion and Emperor Zhuanxu's body.

Especially Zhao Ning's control over killing intent, which made him even more pleasantly surprised.

He had more confidence in tomorrow's match against Ying Wuque.

He leaned forward slightly, his tone unquestionable. "No matter how strong the Holy Spirit Fetus is, you have the power to fight. In the current situation of Qianli, Ying Wuque won't go all out against you.

Even if you are seriously injured and unconscious, I have a way to save you.

So tomorrow, there is only defeat, no surrender.

You won't let me down.

Just like every time before!"

Today, Emperor Zhuanxu's body had a great response, which was a good opportunity to consolidate the reputation of the heir.

And in his eyes, whether the Hanguang Sword can stay in Kingdom Li depends on this battle.

Zhao Ning nodded. "Rest assured, Father! Your child will do his best, even if I have to burn half of the Emperor's Blood, I will definitely win the Hanguang Sword!"

This guy.

Ying Wuji was quite annoyed. He could tolerate the teachings of his father-in-law, but his main wife was also a troublemaker.

Does a girl have to bear so much?

He had already felt that Zhao Ning, the "child from another family," had been overwhelmed.

But it wasn't until today that he truly experienced the suffocating feeling.

However.

Zhao Ji and Zhao Ning had long been accustomed to it.

Raising a daughter as a son, and then using her as a tool.

Damn it!He took a deep breath, "Father! I don't think it's necessary to pay such a high price for a Hanguang Sword. Your Highness is the foundation of the Great Li, and your health is far more meaningful than the Hanguang Sword."

Zhao Ji frowned, somewhat dissatisfied, "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think Ning will lose?"

Ying Wuji shook his head, "No! I just think that it's not necessary to pay such a high price just to win!"

Zhao Ji's expression became serious, "I believe that defeating Ying Wuque and obtaining the Hanguang Sword is worth such a high price!"

Ying Wuji was a bit annoyed, and a sentence slipped out of his mouth.

"But, I would feel heartbroken!"

Zhao Ji: "......"

Zhao Ning: "......"

The air in the hall suddenly fell silent.

Zhao Ji carefully looked at Ying Wuji, his expression was calm, and he felt both gratified and speechless in his heart.

Good boy, I indeed didn't misjudge you!

Damn it!

Our old Zhao family is discussing how to risk our lives to help you get the Hanguang Sword for the sake of our family and country.

You don't care about any serious matters, and only know how to care about your wife?

This kind of young man who only has love in his mind.

Isn't it a bit too reassuring?

Zhao Ning's eyes widened, looking at Ying Wuji in shock.

Her heart involuntarily sped up, and two blushes appeared on her cheeks.

For the first time in her life, she truly understood the meaning of the phrase "like a deer in headlights."

Ying Wuji: "......"

He also knew that saying such cheesy words in front of his father-in-law was a bit awkward.

But he really didn't want to make too many unnecessary sacrifices.

Little wall lamp.

He would fight.

There was no need to put his wife in danger.

And... he couldn't let his emotions run wild.

Zhao Ji looked Ying Wuji up and down, and said with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, "What did you just say?"

Ying Wuji directly held Zhao Ning's hand, "I said, I would feel heartbroken!"

Zhao Ning: "......"

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Five hours late.

I'll make up for it with an extra four thousand words.

I'll go get some sleep first, recharge my energy, and speed up the writing process.

It's already the end of the month.

If you still have monthly tickets, hand them over!

(End of the chapter)