The Sword Immortal Conference finally came to an end in a way that no one had expected.

Ying Wuque, with the Holy Spirit Fetus and Zhuan Xu's Emperor Body, defeated almost all the experts with an overwhelming force. Although everyone was surprised by this, it was not unimaginable.

After all, this was the first appearance of the Holy Spirit Fetus and Emperor Body in thousands of years.

Although Zhao Ning's Emperor Body also shocked everyone, it was still far inferior to Ying Wuque.

But it was still the same person.

His strength was unmatched in the Sword Immortal Conference.

However, in the final battle, Wuji was beaten to an unrecognizable state by Ying Wuji.

What happened inside the Chongli Palace?

Many people thought that there might be some hidden agenda, but Qing Xu, the presiding elder, ignored it and directly announced the end of the Sword Immortal Conference.

Zhao Ji also instructed the officials to escort the participants out.

The area in front of the Chongli Palace instantly became quiet.

Zhao Ji stood up and nodded to Qing Xu and Ying Shisan, saying, "Both of you have worked hard in this conference. You must take care of Wuji's injuries, and there will be generous rewards afterwards."

He was certain that Qing Xu must have noticed something inside.

If he really exposed it, it would be a blow to the face of the Qian and Li kingdoms.

As for Ying Shisan, he directly helped the two avatars escape from their predicament.

Of course, what Zhao Ji was most grateful for was not this.

It was the fact that Ying Wuji disregarded his own reputation and identity to break through the Bright Light Formation and take a blow for Zhao Ning.

Although that blow would not have killed Zhao Ning, it would have consumed some precious resources and required several months of recovery.

But this gesture was worth remembering.

Ying Shisan was getting old, but he still had the spirit of his youth.

He was cold on the outside but warm-hearted on the inside, a man of character.

Qing Xu smiled and said, "Your Majesty Li is too kind!"

Ying Shisan nodded, "No need for formalities! Please do your best to heal Young Master Wuque."

After speaking, he bowed and left.

The two of them watched his figure as he walked away.

Qing Xu sighed, "There are not many people in this world who can create their own divine powers. It's a pity that he is getting old and burdened with worries. Otherwise, if I could have him on my side, it would be a great advantage."

Zhao Ji knew that he was saying this for his sake.

But he didn't take it to heart.

Ying Shisan had always been a powerful weapon, whether in solo combat or leading troops in battle.

Even though Zhao Ji now possessed two divine powers, he wasn't confident that he could defeat Ying Shisan.

When Zhao Ji was young, he had a lot of contact with him.

Even the King of Ying Yue couldn't subdue him, and he had to rely on other means to have him take care of the Qian Kingdom Embassy.

As a foreigner, he should be content with that.

He didn't say much, just smiled and nodded at Qing Xu, then turned and returned to the palace.

"Ah! It's over!"

Qing Xu stretched lazily and stood on the high platform, watching the officials and guards tidy up the conference venue, feeling extremely happy.

He turned to Han Juan and said, "Did you see that just now? Ying Wuque was covered in sword wounds. I told you that he would win with his sword skills!"

Han Juan had no expression on his face and said, "But the sword wounds were only superficial. The real damage was caused by punches and kicks."

Qing Xu laughed lightly, "It doesn't matter! The betting houses don't consider punches and kicks. They will count it as sword wounds."

He excitedly rubbed his hands together.

Fortunately, they were hidden in his wide sleeves, otherwise it would have been a disgrace to his dignified image.

Finally, he won the bet.

The silver he had lost before would come back in hundreds and thousands.

Seeing his excitement, Han Juan couldn't help but ask, "Master, what were the odds this time?"

Qing Xu raised three fingers, "Thirty to one!"

Han Juan was puzzled, "Why are the odds so low? Previously, it was thirty to twenty or thirty. Why is it still thirty to one for Ying Wuque?"

Qing Xu said, "..."

Something seemed off!

These odds didn't seem to match Ying Wuque's strength.

Han Juan remained silent for a while and asked softly, "Master, are you sure you remember the odds correctly this time?"

Qing Xu said, "..."

Han Juan continued, "I remember that today, according to the original schedule, it shouldn't be the final battle, right?"

Qing Xu said, "..."

Ying Wuji's opponent forfeited, and after Ying Wuque defeated Zhao Ning, the final battle began immediately. Did the betting house open the odds for the final battle in advance?

Han Juan asked, "Master, did you remember it wrong?"

Qing Xu let out a long sigh and sat down on the steps, looking lost.

Han Juan said, "Master?"

Qing Xu supported his head with his hands and rubbed his whitening temples, then waved his hand.

"You go back to the sword, I want to be alone."

"..."

...

Ying Shisan left the palace and directly swung his sword to open a spatial rift, stepping into the secret room underground in the Qian Kingdom Embassy.

After his enlightenment, his move had made a qualitative breakthrough.

But it had not reached the level of divine power yet.

To achieve a qualitative change, he still needed an opportunity.

"Crack!"

Ying Shisan stood still in the secret room and found that there were two more people in the room, drinking their tea and eating their snacks.

They were playing Go on his table.

But he wasn't surprised.

He wasn't angry either.

He just picked up a wooden stool and sat down next to them, quietly watching them play.

These two people.

They were the two avatars who had just left the Bright Light Formation not long ago.After being taken to a secret room by Ying Shisan, they did not leave. Instead, they took out a set of Go from a corner and started playing.

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

The only sound in the room was the sound of Go pieces being placed.

It was cramped and harsh, like the sound of soldiers on the battlefield.

Both of them remained silent, their expressions extremely serious. The atmosphere in the room was oppressive.

Finally.

The last piece was placed, and from the situation, neither side had an advantage.

The atmosphere seemed to suddenly improve.

Both of them smiled and looked at Ying Shisan.

"Uncle, please count the pieces!"

"Thirteen, please count the pieces!"

The harmonious atmosphere was just like the old men playing chess on the riverbank.

However, Ying Shisan had no interest in counting the pieces. He directly put all the pieces on the chessboard into the chess box without distinguishing between black and white, making it uncomfortable for anyone watching.

After tidying up.

He stood up directly and threw the Go back into the corner.

Expressionless, he said, "I don't like others touching my things."

Ying Yue: "..."

Zhao Ji: "..."

Facing the kings of the Qian and Li countries, only Ying Shisan could act so arrogantly.

But the two of them didn't say anything, they just smiled awkwardly.

Ying Shisan usually called them "Your Majesty" and "Your Majesty of Li", which was to give them face and to avoid unnecessary trouble.

What happened in private depended entirely on his mood.

This time, his mood was obviously not good.

The two of them also knew why, because he hated politics tarnishing other things, especially the duel between two future powerhouses.

Ying Shisan lay on the recliner. "You two can chat. After finishing the tea and snacks, clean up the cups and plates and leave!"

After saying that.

He closed his eyes directly.

Ying Yue smiled faintly, "Brother Zhao, your chess skills have improved after all these years."

Zhao Ji smiled warmly, "Not as much as you. In the past, you always surrendered in the middle of the game."

Ying Yue hinted, "Today was just a fluke. The piece at the beginning was unnecessary and almost disrupted your layout in the middle of the game. Otherwise, it would have been a surrender in the middle of the game."

Zhao Ji looked deeply at him.

That unnecessary piece that almost got eaten?

Are you talking about a chess piece?

Or a hostage?

He smiled, "You're too polite, Brother Ying. Your chess skills are steady, and every piece is obedient. Naturally, you can play a great game. This piece may seem like a fluke, but it's actually a clever layout. Dare to place it here, it means you are confident in controlling it. If it doesn't listen, you may lose, but it's not your level. If it were an ordinary player, it would have caused a lot of trouble."

A sharp retort.

This piece is indeed not under my control.

But you almost got Ying Wuque killed. Why are you pretending here?

Ying Yue's pupils constricted.

Cause a lot of trouble?

Are you poking at my heart?

He laughed heartily, "It's called a fluke, so it's a fluke. When have I been a modest person? But this piece is indeed amazing. It can actually determine the outcome of the game on its own. It's a pity that Uncle didn't count the pieces, otherwise the winner would have been decided."

This time, Zhao Ji didn't refute, he just nodded, "This piece does have the ability to influence the game."

He finished the tea in his cup and placed it on the table.

He smiled and said, "Please help me clean up my cup and plate, Brother Ying. Goodbye!"

After speaking, Zhao Ji left the secret room directly.

Ying Yue looked at his departing figure, lost in thought.

He thought he knew Zhao Ji well.

This old man was a bit more cunning than himself.

But not much.

This time, his words must have been heard by him.

But it seemed like there were some emotions that he couldn't explain.

What is this?

Ying Yue withdrew his gaze and looked at Ying Shisan, walking towards him with a smile, "Uncle!"

Ying Shisan raised an eyebrow, "Are you speaking to me as the King of Qian or as your nephew?"

"Both!"

"Oh! Then I'll stand up."

Ying Shisan sat up from the recliner and stood calmly in front of Ying Yue, "What do you want, Your Majesty?"

Ying Yue smiled, "I have no specific orders, I just wanted to ask how Wuque is doing in Jiang City!"

Ying Shisan's tone was flat, "The young master is working hard in his cultivation. Besides socializing, he is practicing day and night."

Ying Yue asked again, "Did you teach him any techniques for this Sword Immortal Grand Meeting?"

Ying Shisan asked back, "Is teaching techniques within the scope of my responsibilities?"

The atmosphere fell silent instantly.

The two of them stared at each other quietly.

After a long time.

Ying Yue smiled, "Of course not! I'm not blaming you, but I feel a bit regretful. Uncle, your sword cultivation is superb. If Wuque had the opportunity to practice with you for a few days, the result today would have been different."

"Oh?"

A hint of disdain appeared in Ying Shisan's eyes, "So, in the end, did Wuji win the Grand Meeting?"

Ying Yue didn't answer, neither confirming nor denying.

Ying Shisan probably understood. In his impression, Ying Wuque was naturally stronger than Ying Wuji.

But... when the Qian and Li kings opened the clock, their actions were very secretive. Except for himself and Qing Xu, no one noticed.

The result was unexpected.

But the two kings didn't argue. They were still playing chess underground, pretending to be harmonious while secretly attacking.

It showed that Ying Wuji won without a doubt.Ying Shisan narrowed his eyes: "I have something to ask Your Majesty!"

Ying Yue smiled and said, "Uncle, please ask!"

Ying Shisan looked at him with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes: "Based on what is publicly known, the strength of Young Master Wuque is far superior to Wuji's. Does the Qian King's seal represent the intention to kill Wuji?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Yue's gaze turned cold.

Is he questioning me?

He still had a smile on his face: "Of course not! If I really wanted to kill Wuji, he wouldn't be the last one standing."

Ying Shisan continued to ask, "Then why did Your Majesty's external incarnation also appear in the Qian King's seal?"

Ying Yue calmly replied, "Wuque is the future hope of Kingdom Qian. As the ruler, shouldn't I protect him while he fights in a foreign country?"

Ying Shisan retorted, "Then why did Zhao Ji's external incarnation also appear in the Qian King's seal?"

His voice carried a hint of anger.

Because Ying Yue's words were full of loopholes.

Protect?

Even the father-in-law was protected?

He was already accustomed to the infighting among the royal family members, after all, he was born into the royal family. But most of the time, it was just the young masters fighting for the position of the crown prince. There was no reason for the king to intervene. Even if he did intervene, he wouldn't travel thousands of miles to kill a young master who had become a son-in-law of another country. It was inappropriate for a king to bring disaster to the innocent, and it was not worthy of a king to allow siblings to harm each other.

Ying Shisan also didn't understand why the once spirited young man had become like this.

Was this the power of the throne?

"There's no need to get definite answers to these questions. If Your Majesty doesn't want to answer, then clean up the cups and leave on your own!"

"Uncle, take a good rest!"

Ying Yue remained calm, cleaned up the cups and washed them in the basin in the southeast corner of the room, and placed them upside down on the shelf.

From beginning to end, his actions were natural.

He didn't seem like a king who had been in power for a long time, or even a noble.

Except for his cold gaze, he seemed like an ordinary young man who was used to doing household chores.

The cups were the best style in Jiangcheng.

The snacks were from the imperial kitchen of the Li King's palace.

The Ying Shisan he remembered didn't pursue a luxurious life or indulge in worldly desires.

The most important thing was that he didn't pretend to be affectionate towards people he looked down upon. It was like knowing that Ying Wuque would become the future king of Kingdom Qian, but not even giving him some basic guidance.

So where did these cups and snacks come from?

Just as he was about to leave.

He heard Ying Shisan's voice again, "After Your Majesty left the throne back then, I searched the border of the Demon Domain for several years. If it weren't for Your Majesty's promise to help, I would never have returned to the embassy. Now I finally see hope, I hope Your Majesty won't break the promise."

Ying Yue smiled faintly and nodded, "Of course not!"

After speaking, he left the underground secret room directly.

This trip to the secret room yielded nothing.

He played a game of chess with an unknown outcome.

He was asked several unfriendly questions.

And even washed a few dishes.

"Heh..."

Stepping out of the crack, he walked straight into the study.

Only diplomatic envoys were allowed to use this study, and ordinary people were not allowed to enter.

As soon as he entered the study, he saw Gongsun Di sticking soundproof talismans on the doors and windows, then turned around and took out a communication talisman from his pocket.

With such a big incident happening at the assembly, it was impossible not to report it to the Qian King.

Gongsun Di didn't expect to see the real person as soon as he turned around, so he quickly bowed, "Your Majesty!"

His scalp had been tingling since the beginning.

Because Ying Yue's external incarnation was personally handed over to Ying Wuque by him.

But when the Qian King's seal was opened, there was only a severely injured Ying Wuque inside.

Coupled with the warnings and threats from the Qian King's family to Ying Wuji a few days ago...

He wasn't stupid, and he had already guessed what had happened inside.

"No need for formalities!"

Ying Yue sat in front of the desk and casually flipped through the books on it.

Gongsun Di quickly asked, "Your Majesty, how is Young Master's injury?"

Ying Yue raised an eyebrow, "Which young master are you asking about? The one you serve or the one you care about?"

Gongsun Di choked for a moment, knowing that Ying Yue was reproaching him for his personal relationship and not properly carrying out his duties, and even possibly making Ying Wuji wary.

He took a deep breath and said, "Being abroad, one should always act as a loyal subject. I naturally asked about Young Master Wuque."

Ying Yue calmly said, "Just a minor injury, nothing serious!"

"..."

Gongsun Di fell silent. Although it was just a quick glance, the injuries on Ying Wuque didn't look like something minor at all.

Ying Yue then put down the book, looked up at him, and asked a question, "Let me ask you! Why did the final formation of the Sword Immortal Assembly end a day early?"

Gongsun Di didn't dare to hide anything and recounted in detail what had happened at noon.

"For Zhao Ning?"

Ying Yue's gaze turned extremely cold.

He didn't understand.

He didn't understand why Ying Wuji would do such a thing for Zhao Ning, why the young master of Da Qian had become a loyal dog who would sacrifice his life for his master after becoming a son-in-law of another country.

Ying Shisan helped Ying Wuji break through the Bright Light Formation.

That was somewhat understandable, clearly it was Ying Wuji's plea.

But this only deepened his lack of understanding of the first question.

After this incident.

He had a deeper understanding of Ying Wuji's vengeful personality. This extremely temperamental person dared to defy even his own father, so why did he care so much about his little nephew who was the crown prince?Ying Yue asked, "Before the Hundred Schools Gathering, when you were in Jiangcheng, did you notice that Wuji had a close relationship with the Crown Prince?"

Gongsun Di shook his head, "No!"

Ying Yue became even more curious because after the Hundred Schools Gathering, the Crown Prince Zhao Ning immediately went on a campaign and returned once, then immediately went to stabilize the new territory in the Kingdom of Li. He only returned twenty days before the Sword Immortal Conference.

Adding the time of the Sword Immortal Conference itself, it was less than two months.

In less than two months, there were not many interactions between them. Why did Wuji care so much?

And there were also the two bodies of Emperor Zhuanxu...

"But..."

Gongsun Di seemed to remember something, "But there is a trusted aide of the Crown Prince named Zhao Ling who often interacts with Wuji. The contact between Wuji and the Crown Prince should be through him."

"Zhao Ling?"

Ying Yue narrowed his eyes, "Is he the young man from the Zhao family who appeared at the embassy when Wuji was tortured for the matter of the merchant seal?"

Gongsun Di nodded, "Yes!"

Ying Yue had a strong impression of that Zhao Ling because of his demeanor. Regardless of which royal family he was placed in, he would definitely be highly valued and become the Crown Prince's trusted aide. It was not a strange thing.

He asked again, "Did you see Zhao Ling during the Sword Immortal Conference?"

"No!"

"And was Zhao Ling in the tomb?"

"No!"

Gongsun Di shook his head, feeling puzzled, "Your Majesty, what do you mean..."

"It's nothing!"

Ying Yue waved his hand, "You may leave! Call Lin San over!"

Gongsun Di didn't know why, but he felt a sense of unease in his heart. He could only bow and say, "Yes!"

After responding, he quickly left the room.

Among all the people in the embassy, the ones he was most familiar with were Wuque and Lin San.

When Wuque returned to the Kingdom of Qian, besides the Noble Consort Lin and Lin Tieniu, there were also a few slaves. Lin San was one of them. He was quite clever and especially good at gathering information, so he was able to accompany Wuque closely.

At that time, the two of them rushed here day and night for the matter of the Muye Stele, and naturally, Lin San was not brought along.

But later, when the Qian Kingdom delegation arrived, Lin San was among them and had been serving Wuque, doing various miscellaneous tasks.

Soon, Lin San arrived and when he saw Ying Yue, he immediately knelt down and said, "This humble subject pays respects to Your Majesty!"

Ying Yue casually flipped through a book and without raising his head, said, "Tell me everything you have observed since you arrived in Jiangcheng!"

"Yes!"

Lin San responded and respectfully recounted everything he had observed. Most of it was about the tasks Wuque had assigned him. Although it was scattered, he reported it in great detail, such as what happened to Wuque before he assigned him tasks, what he encountered during the tasks, and even Wuque's reactions after he reported.

Ying Yue nodded, "I understand. You have done well!"

Lin San quickly said, "Thank you for Your Majesty's praise!"

Ying Yue raised his eyelids slightly and looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, "Do you have any contact with the Li family?"

"What!"

Lin San was startled. He was originally a mountain boy and was bought as a slave after Lin Qing secluded himself. How could he...

But he quickly realized that the person in front of him was the all-knowing King of Qian. If he really wanted to investigate, how could he hide it?

He quickly said, "There is no contact yet, but I can establish contact."

Only then did Ying Yue put down the book and looked at him with a smile, "From now on, you will stay here as my spy. When I leave, pass a message to the Li family."

Lin San quickly bowed, "Please tell me, Your Majesty!"

Ying Yue's lips curled up slightly, "The Crown Prince Zhao Ning... is actually a woman!"

Lin San was shocked, "What, what? Are you saying... is this information true?"

Ying Yue asked in return, "Does it matter?"

"I understand!"

Lin San quickly responded. He understood the situation in the Kingdom of Li very well. Wei and Han were being drained by the Zhao family, and the Li family was in a precarious situation.

Whether the information was true or not was not important. What mattered was having this information.

Attack is the best defense.

Although the Li King and his son were currently very powerful, as long as the other families caught onto this weakness, it would make the Li royal family anxious.

Now is the time to seize the opportunity. As long as they can gain more benefits, who would care about the truth of the information?

And this kind of thing cannot be explained clearly.

The Crown Prince has been married for many years and indeed has no children.

They couldn't just strip off their clothes in front of the officials to prove their gender!

Ying Yue waved his hand, "You may leave!"

"Yes!"

Lin San quickly left the study.

Ying Yue supported his cheek with one hand and tapped the desk with the other, his expression becoming somewhat playful, "It's interesting that the Crown Prince is actually a woman..."

He had no evidence.

So it was just a guess.

But he was at least fifty percent sure of this guess.

Proof was naturally impossible. With so many people in the Li Kingdom watching the royal family, how could he be the only one to guess it in just a moment?

However... he had ways to verify it.

"Zhao Ning..."

He looked out the window, lost in thought.

...

"Wuji! You're awake!"

Zhao Ning sat by the bedside, tightly holding Wuji's hand.

During the hour that Wuji was unconscious, she felt as if her heart was being twisted like a knife.

The imperial physician said there was no danger to his life.

But whether it was his body, true energy, or even his spirit, they had all suffered severe injuries.

It was as if his organs, dantian, and even his soul had been cut off.

The imperial physician had never seen such injuries before.Zhao Ning had never heard of such a situation, even though he had read many ancient books.

What kind of battle could have caused Ying Wuji to be injured like this?

If it weren't for Ying Wuque being more seriously injured and unconscious, she would have gone to King Qian to demand an explanation.

With her support, Ying Wuji sat up and said, "Ah..."

His head was splitting with pain.

His body felt weak.

It felt like watching a movie for three days and nights without stopping, and doing manual labor at the same time.

The price of severing an external incarnation was too great.

It would probably take at least a month of soaking in precious treasures to fully recover his energy.

Zhao Ning's eyes turned slightly red. "You shouldn't act like a hero anymore."

Ying Wuji pouted. "What do you mean acting like a hero? I'm a real hero, damn it."

As he spoke, he gently wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes.

Zhao Ning reflexively moved back, but then returned to her previous posture.

This was the first time she had ever felt protected in her life.

It felt uncomfortable.

But also reassuring.

Ying Wuji forced a smile. "It's nothing serious. Where is the king?"

Zhao Ning smiled. "The king asked me to accompany you and call him when you wake up!"

"Okay!"

Ying Wuji nodded slightly. "Then please bring the king here. I also have something to discuss!"

"Okay!"

Zhao Ning nodded and quickly left the sickroom.

A moment later, Zhao Ji entered the room, but Zhao Ning did not follow.

"King!"

Ying Wuji tried to salute but struggled to do so.

Zhao Ji quickly sat by the bed. "No need for formalities! There are still many things to handle after the Sword Immortal Conference. I let Ning'er go!"

"Okay!"

Ying Wuji nodded. In his heart, he was as clear as a mirror. After the conference, the only thing that needed to be handled was clearing the venue and bidding farewell to the participants. There was no need for the crown prince to personally handle it.

This time, he had undoubtedly revealed a part of his strength.

Although only half of it was shown in front of Zhao Ji, it was already shocking.

In addition, there were various abnormal situations with Lao Bi Deng. It was impossible not to arouse suspicion, and who knew what Lao Bi Deng had said to the old man during his coma.

No king who could sit securely on the throne for decades was a fool.

If he couldn't provide a satisfactory explanation to Zhao Ji, even the deep father-in-law relationship would completely collapse.

Ying Wuji knew.

The greatest test he had ever faced in his life had come.

And what tested him was the most ruthless heart of a king in the world.

It was the heart of a king who could calmly kill even his own son.

Zhao Ji smiled and said, "When Ning'er was suppressed by Ying Wuque, I once thought that the Hanguang Sword would leave us. I didn't expect you to surpass Ying Wuque. It's really a great thing!"

His smile was warm, and his voice was gentle.

But Ying Wuji had a look of distress. "Unfortunately, the price I paid was too great!"

"You were indeed seriously injured this time!"

Zhao Ji's expression became serious. "What secret technique did you use? Why did it consume more than Zhuan Xu's Blood Ignition Technique?"

This was the beginning of probing.

Ying Wuji knew that his situation must have been investigated countless times by the imperial physician before he woke up.

He sighed lightly. "This is a long story... King, do you remember when I asked Lao Bi Deng to come and discuss terms before the Qian King's Bell was opened?"

Zhao Ji nodded. "I remember!"

This matter was something he would definitely ask about.

Unexpectedly, this kid took the initiative to bring it up, and it seemed that the two matters were related.

Ying Wuji felt a little guilty. "Whether or not to discuss terms and how to discuss terms should be a decision for the king. But at that time, I was too anxious and couldn't care about so much."

"It doesn't matter!"

Zhao Ji waved his hand with a smile. "I don't know much about the situation inside the Qian King's Bell either. Only you can make the most reasonable judgment. If you hadn't mentioned it, we would have been at a loss. So, tell me, what conditions do you want to propose?"

Ying Wuji struggled with his expression, as if he had made a big decision before slowly speaking, "This matter is related to my mother's clan!"

"Mother's clan!"

Zhao Ji's pupils constricted. Ying Wuji's mother's clan had always been mysterious.

At first, it was just an unknown small family with no land or wealth. But there were many talents in the family, and many young people joined the army and gained fame and titles through military achievements.

The Bai family was not a noble family.

But with the support of these young people, they gained a certain status, and in just a few decades, they had gained some influence in the court.

Of course, they were still not prominent among the many great families.

But after Ying Yue returned to the country to compete for the throne, with the support of the Bai family, he used his outstanding military achievements to reverse the decline of the Qian Kingdom, and this was one of the most important foundations for Ying Yue's ascension.

Before Ying Yue ascended the throne, Zhao Ji had no interest in the Bai family.

But after Ying Yue ascended the throne, the Bai family became a collateral branch. Although they were not active in the court and were not as prominent as the Mi family, who were the in-laws of the empress dowager, they could not be ignored.

So Zhao Ji spent a lot of effort investigating the Bai family.

But he only received a simple and bizarre piece of information: the Bai family rose from obscurity and became wealthy through the army.

That was it!

How could a family of humble origin suddenly produce a generation of talented individuals?

Even if they were pure commoners, there should have been a lot of information to dig up, at least to find out their origins.

But this Bai family seemed to have suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Unexpectedly, this matter was brought up by Ying Wuji himself.Zhao Ji couldn't help but ask, "How is your mother's clan?"

Ying Wuji took a deep breath and said, "Father, the thing I'm about to say next, please don't be afraid!"

Zhao Ji's expression turned serious. "I am a king and have witnessed countless extraordinary things. You can speak freely, I won't be afraid!"

Ying Wuji stared into his eyes and said, "Have you ever heard of the Tianren Clan?"

Zhao Ji's pupils suddenly contracted, and he couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

This was the top secret of the Human Clan Dynasty, and only the kings of the great nations like Zhou Tianzi might know about it.

The Tianren Clan!

Even in ancient books, it was only mentioned in passing.

He knew that Ying Wuji was hiding a secret, and he knew that this time this kid would reveal something important.

But he didn't expect the secret to be this big, and the information he revealed was too valuable.

For a moment, he felt a little panicked.

Seeing his expression, Ying Wuji knew that he was shocked. After all, this secret was too big, and even someone with great knowledge couldn't remain calm.

His strategy this time was simple but ruthless.

He would confess to everything that Lao Bi Deng could provide evidence for, except for the demonic veins. As for the demonic veins and the cultivation of talents that touched the foundation of the Kingdom of Li, no matter how broad-minded the king was, he would not easily forgive.

This matter also involved Lao Bi Deng's fundamental interests. Even if he wanted to bury himself alive, he would never reveal it.

The remaining matters could be big or small.

The matter of his mother's clan might be troublesome, but he had to admit that only by mentioning his mother's clan could all his explanations seem reasonable.

And even if he knew where his mother's clan was, he couldn't save or protect them.

Confessing was dangerous, as no one could guess Zhao Ji's attitude towards this matter.

But this was the best choice for both Ying Wuji and his mother's clan.

Ying Wuji pointed to his own face and said, "My mother's clan is a branch of the Tianren Clan. I only learned about this when Lao Bi Deng thought I was about to die."

Zhao Ji fell into silence.

If he confessed to such a thing, what else couldn't he confess?

He knew about the Tianren Clan, although it was like a blind man touching an elephant, but he had a deep impression of it: extremely dangerous!

But he decided to listen first. "Tell me in detail!"

Ying Wuji didn't hide anything and recounted the information about the Tianren Clan he had heard from Ying Yue, not missing a single word. Finally, he added, "I didn't understand before why my motherland treated a prince so unfairly and even promoted Ying Wuque to the position of crown prince. Now I understand everything."

Zhao Ji: "..."

For a moment, he didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

The Tianren Clan was indeed a hot potato, but it wasn't as hot as it seemed. If the day when Zhou Tianzi's heaven was truly the heaven of the Tianren Clan, the Tianren Clan would not be universally despised. It might even become an intermediary between the Zhao family and the Ji family.

However... these two branches of the Tianren Clan had split thousands of years ago, and their ideologies were completely opposite. No one knew what the effect would be if they were brought out.

But what made him happy was that with the experience of his mother's clan and the events within the Qian Kingdom, his son-in-law must have already fought with Ying Yue to the death and would never return to Qian.

This son-in-law was still trustworthy.

But many things still needed to be verified.

Zhao Ji asked, "So, when you defeated Ying Wuque this time, you used the secret technique of your mother's clan?"

Ying Wuji nodded. "Yes! It was the secret technique of my mother's clan, not only this, but also this!"

He took a deep breath and forcefully mobilized the energy in his body.

A dim golden light suddenly appeared on his body.

"The body of Emperor Zhuanxu!"

Zhao Ji's scalp tingled.

Damn it!

He couldn't help but curse.

No wonder he could torture Ying Wuque to the point of near death with just one secret technique. Now that the body of Emperor Zhuanxu was explained, it made sense.

But then he thought of another thing. "What about Ning'er..."

Ying Wuji nodded. "Father, I hid this from you and deceived Ning'er. Please punish me!"

Zhao Ji: "..."

How could this be a punishment?

What kind of punishment?

Helping the crown prince awaken the body of Emperor Zhuanxu, is that a crime?

His facial muscles trembled slightly. "Then this secret technique..."

Ying Wuji sighed. "This secret technique requires a precious medicinal ingredient. Ning'er and I have already used it up. This medicinal ingredient was obtained from Lao Bi Deng in exchange for some benefits from my mother's clan. It is extremely precious, and it is unlikely that a new one can be obtained even if the whole world is turned upside down. And artificially awakening the body of the emperor is too shocking. So I can only explain it with other reasons. Since then, I have felt that my mother's clan is extraordinary. In order to protect my mother's clan, I had to resort to this plan. Please punish me!"

"You just want to live with your mother's clan. What crime have you committed?"

Zhao Ji shook his head and gently patted his shoulder.

Damn it.

He only had two portions in total, and one of them was given to his daughter. What kind of favor was this?

Although this deception made him quite uneasy.

But is punishing him still humane?

The only regret was that this secret technique couldn't be replicated. Otherwise, mass-producing the body of Emperor Zhuanxu...

Forget it!

He was dreaming!

If this kid's mother's clan really had such power, would they be treated like this?

Is Ying Yue even worthy?He pondered for a moment and asked, "Ying Yue went through so much trouble, even joining forces with Jiang Qi and the Ji clan to forcefully take your body. Is it all for the benefit of your maternal clan?"

Ying Wuji nodded, "Yes! Only I can directly obtain this benefit, so he wants to forcefully use the Illusion Mirror to take my body."

Zhao Ji's expression became serious, "What exactly is this benefit?"

Ying Wuji sighed and struggled to stand up, preparing to bow.

Zhao Ji quickly supported him, "Just say what you want to say, no need to bow!"

Ying Wuji looked gloomy, "Father, please forgive me for not being able to tell you, otherwise our maternal clan will be in danger! But I can guarantee that our Li Kingdom will gain more of this benefit than the Qian Kingdom! I can't prove it to you, but I hope you can believe me."

Zhao Ji had been looking into his eyes the whole time, and could only see sincerity, nothing else.

It made sense, how could the benefit that made Ying Yue do such despicable things be easily spoken of?

Moreover, Ying Wuji had sworn an oath as long as the Zhao clan didn't let him down, he would fully assist Zhao Ning.

And the incident with Emperor Zhuanxu's body was indeed solid evidence of his full assistance.

Zhao Ji couldn't think of any other explanation for Ying Wuji's actions, except that he was truly a member of the family.

Let's not talk about it.

He felt that Ying Wuji's words were worth believing.

"Oh, Father! There's one more thing!"

Ying Wuji suddenly slapped his forehead.

Zhao Ji asked, "What is it?"

Ying Wuji took a deep breath and asked, "Do you still remember my master?"

"I remember!"

Zhao Ji nodded, he had long admired Ying Wuji's master.

To be able to teach such a disciple and make such inspiring remarks.

He was even the chief teacher of the Great Li Academy.

How could he not remember such an extraordinary person?

Ying Wuji nodded, "A few years ago, my maternal clan only warned me not to reveal my true abilities, to hide my talents in order to safely return to the country. But I didn't expect Lao Bi Deng to ambush me and take advantage of Ying Wuque.

During that time, I had teachers sent by the Qian royal family teaching me.

But my maternal clan didn't show any signs, instead, I had a mentor teaching me in my dreams.

Now that I think about it, this mentor should have a great connection with my maternal clan.

Without his help, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to learn magic so quickly."

"It did progress quite quickly!"

Zhao Ji nodded in agreement. He had been curious before, whether it was the Thirty-Six Heavenly Arts or the Seventy-Two Earthly Curses, they were all extremely difficult spells to master.

But Ying Wuji...

Invisibility, mastery of the Five Thunders, instant blooming of flowers, and the ability to transform his body.

And the Seven-Star Steps, which was no less difficult than the previous ones.

Before the final battle, he had accumulated a lot of doubts. If it weren't for the bet with Qing Xu, he would have even started to suspect him.

Now that he heard this, everything seemed to make sense.

But...

He couldn't help but look at Ying Wuji a little more, and couldn't help but feel a bit wary.

This son-in-law of his.

Of course, he wanted to believe him.

If he really had ulterior motives, how could he easily reveal the secrets of the Celestial Clan?

But now, Ying Wuji was becoming too strong.

Ying Wuji let out a long breath, "I don't know how to explain it. After the Tomb Plateau, I gained the benefit from my maternal clan, and my cultivation skyrocketed. But I became more and more uneasy in my heart, especially after awakening Emperor Zhuanxu's body, I couldn't sleep at night.

After Ning'er awakened, I felt slightly better, but still couldn't sleep.

With the Hanguang Sword this time, I was still hesitating whether to listen to Ning'er and voluntarily forfeit if she lost.

But Ying Wuque, that bastard, is really unbearable!

The moment he was trapped by King Qian's bell, I knew this matter wouldn't end well. With Lao Bi Deng's character, he would definitely threaten me without limits and demand benefits from me.

And with the matter of my maternal clan...

I really can't bear it anymore!

It concerns the survival of our clan, and I can't be selfish.

I don't know how you, Father, plan to deal with my maternal clan, but I still hope you can help me.

But as a king, you can't only consider it from a family perspective.

No matter what you decide, I accept it!

Now that I've said it, I feel much better..."

Zhao Ji: "..."

For a moment.

He even felt a bit heartbroken.

He sighed lightly, patted Ying Wuji's shoulder, "Don't worry! I won't let you be wronged."

Ying Wuji lowered his eyes, looking less confident.

But he still took a deep breath, "Thank you, Father!"

"Family!"

Zhao Ji smiled and looked at him lying back down, then left the sickroom.

Ying Wuji let out a long sigh of relief. From a factual perspective, this confession might not be completely true, but it was sincere.

This confession was necessary!

Otherwise, Lao Bi Deng would definitely make a big deal out of it.

And himself.

He would definitely be like a victim of fraud, being extorted again and again.

Sinking deeper and deeper, sinking deeper and deeper, until he was completely trapped.

Looking at the old man's reaction.

It should be good.

But no one could have expected what would happen next, and Lao Bidi didn't even know what other tricks he had.

The king's heart is hard to predict!

...

Ying Wuji slept soundly.

This was a serious illness.

He didn't know how long he had slept before he was gently awakened by a pair of slender hands.

He opened his eyes in a daze and saw Zhao Ning's complicated gaze.

"Wuji, King Qian is here!"

"Yeah..."

With her support, he slowly got out of bed.

Ying Wuji looked at his profile and smiled, "Did everyone find out?"

Zhao Ning nodded.

She knew that Zhao Ji asked her to avoid it because he was afraid of finding out what Ying Wuji had done, but she was too emotional.

But she never expected that Ying Wuji's frank confession would silence the king.

This matter.

Indeed, it's too complicated.

She also didn't expect that Ying Wuji would find her motherland so unbearable.

This situation is both good and bad.

"It will pass!"

Zhao Ning stroked Ying Wuji's hand and then handed him a puppet, "Go and negotiate! Protect as many people from your mother's clan as you can."

With that, she supported him and came to the underground palace of Chongli Palace.

Opened the door of the stone room.

And found Ying Yue sitting inside.

This underground palace was covered with formations, even if the Thirteenth Lord came, it would not be able to break through. Ying Yue's understanding of space made it impossible for him to escape.

And with his external incarnation protecting him, there shouldn't be any major problems.

Beside Ying Yue, a tall and burly young man was lying on the ground.

His eyes were tightly closed, his mouth slightly open, unconsciously groaning, and drooling continuously.

His pants were wet, and the surrounding air was foul and unpleasant.

If it's not Ying Wuque, who else could it be?

Ying Yue's face turned dark, "You are really capable of hurting your elder brother like this!"

Ying Wuji sat down opposite him with a smile, "Let's talk business, why do we have to tarnish our pure business with such shitty family affection?"

Ying Yue looked him up and down, his mouth slightly curved, showing a hint of inexplicable smile.

This smile made Ying Wuji somewhat suspicious.

Fortunately, Ying Yue didn't continue to torture him.

He knocked on the table, "I didn't reveal too much to your good father-in-law, and there are no eavesdropping talismans or formations here. Name your price, how can we release Wuque!"

Not revealing too much.

That means he can threaten him anytime in the future.

Obviously, it's a threat not to ask for too much.

Ying Wuji thought for a moment and smiled, "It's simple! Send my mother's clan to Kingdom Li, and you can take Wuque away with you as many as you can."

"It's impossible to let them all go!"

Ying Yue refused without thinking, "If they are all released, can the Qian Kingdom still use the demonic veins?"

Although the demonic veins are developed by the Qian Kingdom, they are not adjacent to the Qian Kingdom, but closer to the new land of the Li Kingdom. If all of them are released, the demonic veins will completely belong to the Li Kingdom.

He looked at Ying Wuji with a smile that was not a smile, "Do you really think your father-in-law is a good man? If your mother's clan comes to the Li Kingdom, can you protect them or protect the demonic veins? With the Qian Kingdom's restraint, it is your best choice."

Ying Wuji shrugged, "You don't have to worry about it! Let the whole clan come over, otherwise, you won't be able to take Wuque away."

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Ying Yue didn't expect him to be so stubborn, and his brows were twisted into knots, "I must take Wuque away, but I can't let your mother's clan go! I'll give you two options, either bring your mother here, or bring everyone else except your mother. You choose!"

Heh...

It's really Lao Bidi!

Let me choose, I will definitely choose my mother.

But my mother will definitely worry about the clan.

He still has a handle in his hands, and the demonic veins still need to be divided between them.

Ying Wuji leaned forward slightly, looking at him with a smile, "Okay! I choose my mother. But you also think about it carefully. If you let everyone go, Wuque will go with you. If you only let my mother go, you can also take Wuque with you, but he will be dead!"

His tone was calm.

Full of threats.

Ying Yue's expression suddenly became fierce, "You really think you're a treasure in the Li Kingdom, and that old man Zhao Ji will protect you?"

Ying Wuji laughed, "This is my business, you don't need to interfere. Just make your choice. Don't try to threaten me, because our negotiation is limited to this stone chamber. If you dare to leave, I will immediately kill Ying Wuque, and blast him into nothingness with heavenly thunder.

No matter how you want to frame me.

That's all after you leave.

Now!

Make your choice!"

Ying Yue understood.

This rebellious son was insane, daring to force him to make a choice in such a dire situation.

Very well!

He turned to look at Ying Wuque.

This young man, who was full of spirit before leaving the Kingdom Qian, now looked as pitiful as a wild dog with broken legs.

No!

He was even worse than a wild dog.

At least a wild dog would show a pitiful look.

Take the living one.

There was also a foolish but strong general who could last until the grandson grew up.

Take the dead one.

It would strengthen the younger generation of the royal family, but this glory had nothing to do with him anymore.

So!

Under Ying Wuji's mocking gaze.

He formed a sword with his fingers.

A sword energy swung out, and Ying Wuque on the ground was immediately severed.

Although Ying Wuque was foolish, he still had instincts. His rolling head was embedded with two eyes full of shock and despair.

Ying Wuji: (°Д°)

What, what's going on?

Did he really make that choice?

Before he could continue to be surprised.

He saw the blood around Ying Wuque's body being crazily drawn out, all poured into a small bottle in Ying Yue's hand, and the last remaining heart blood was poured into another bottle.

And Ying Wuque on the ground.

Had been drained into a mummy, already dead beyond dead.

Ying Yue's expression was indifferent: "Ten days later, your mother will be sent to Jiang City, the transaction is over!"

After saying that, he directly pushed open the stone door and left.

Ying Wuji's face was extremely solemn.

He didn't expect that the hands of the Teachings had reached the Qian royal family.

The Soul Crossing Technique!

No matter which country, this divine technique was taboo.

Even if Yan Wang had such a strong rule in the country, to resurrect Ji Su, he had to use the name of Ji Sanxi, and even welded the mask onto his face.

Although Lao Bideng was strong.

But he was restrained by the royal family and the relatives.

His relative ruling power was not as good as Yan Wang.

Why would he dare to risk the world's disapproval to do this.

Even in front of him?

This was equivalent to handing the handle to him.

If the Ying royal family knew, it would definitely cause a huge uproar.

Didn't he fear that he would say, "Your Majesty, you don't want others to know that your son is a paper man, do you?"

Ying Wuji had a vague feeling that the strength and influence of the Teachings might be far stronger than he had imagined.

He lowered his head.

Looking at Ying Wuque's severed mummy.

His heart was extremely complicated.

He never expected that Lao Bideng would be so ruthless to Ying Wuque.

He had already offended him to death.

Now Lao Bideng should be going to find his father-in-law to frame him, right?

Difficult!

(End of the chapter)