"Get out of my body, Old Biedeng!"

After Win Wuque's furious roar, the body of Emperor Zhuanxu instantly lit up with dazzling golden light.

The golden light flickered and changed dramatically.

The chaotic movements and contorted facial expressions all indicated the inhumane struggle taking place inside this body.

"Beast!"

"Beast!"

Win Yue's anger was uncontrollable. He never expected that the body of Emperor Zhuanxu, which should have had forty more years of life, had been ruined by this rebellious son. His anger from before was about to explode.

Now, he finally found a place to vent.

But at what cost?

Win Yue was on the verge of madness. How did this beast do it?

Or did Ji Tong and Dan Qing deceive him? This so-called Heartblood Resonance Secret Art didn't seem to have such a miraculous effect!

Otherwise, why was he still alive?

Deceived!

All deceived!

Feeling another soul frantically fighting for control of this body, Win Yue felt panic for the first time in decades. Although he had tried to improve the compatibility of his soul with this body through the Luoluo Sword, could it be higher than the compatibility of the original soul?

He had no way out.

Because his body had already been shattered by Lin Qing.

Once squeezed out, unless he immediately comprehended the method of spiritual cultivation, his soul would surely wither at the speed of light without the support of the flesh.

Apart from seizing a new body, he had no other way to survive.

"Beast?"

Win Wuque laughed in anger. "You, an old beast, gave birth to me, a little beast. Isn't that normal? Don't think I don't know. You always thought my mother had an affair with another man. Today, confirming that I am your true son, shouldn't you be happy? Hahaha."

He laughed wildly, but his logic was exceptionally clear.

The scene of fatherly love and filial piety today seemed to have been seen on Win Wuji.

Now, he wanted to do the same thing as Win Wuji.

That was to kill Win Yue, the old Biedeng.

When the strange blood resonance occurred just now, he felt that something was wrong. The feeling of his soul being seized was only a moment, but it made him feel a life-threatening crisis.

He didn't understand what was going on, but he reflexively thought of the Clear Heart Secret Art that Bai Jie had found for him.

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Unexpectedly, as soon as he used it, his entire soul fell silent. Although a part of it was still destroyed, it was basically unharmed compared to being destroyed and seized.

Take it back!

Take back his body.

Because a part of his soul had been destroyed, he felt a bit weak when seizing it back, but the process was steadily progressing. As long as a little more time passed, he would definitely be able to take it back.

The more determined he was, the more uncertain Win Yue became.

At first, it was his arm and throat that were out of control, and now more and more parts of his body were losing control.

He couldn't help it and sternly reprimanded, "With your current state, even if you ascend to the throne, how can you govern Kingdom Qian!"

Win Wuque cursed, "Didn't you praise me in the court, saying that I would definitely become the ruler of Kingdom Qian? Are all your words just nonsense?"

Win Yue's mouth twitched. "Do you believe everything I say? Unable to achieve in literature or martial arts, what can you compare with that bastard, Win Wuji? That bastard is as pitiful as a stray dog, and you are no match for him. If I hand Kingdom Qian over to you, it will only lead to the destruction of the country and you being trampled underfoot by Win Wuji. Wuque! The blood flowing in your body was given by me. Listen to me and give this body back to me! I only have two sons, and you are the worst one. If you want to avenge that bastard, Win Wuji, then give your body to me! This is your only hope!"

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

"Damn it!"

Win Wuque was so angry that he was about to go crazy. Since he had practiced next to the Emperor's corpse, he had completely lost the emotion of fear. But Win Wuji was still like a dark cloud covering the sun, making it hard for him to breathe. Fortunately, with Win Yue's help, he could barely stand up. Even after two consecutive failures, he was not crushed.

He was like a cripple, relying on Win Yue as a crutch to stand up straight. But now, that crutch had broken, and it was hitting the good leg of the cripple.

Because apart from the part of fear, his soul had long been traumatized, and now, due to the injury from Win Yue's secret art, his whole soul was oozing with hostility, as if he was about to be engulfed by it.Ying Yue saw this scene and couldn't help but sneer. Ying Wuque's path of cultivation was arranged by him, and it was the path he had walked when he was young. How could he not be aware of Ying Wuque's weakness? The attack on the soul and the seizure of the body had weakened the offensive power.

He finally stabilized and continued, "Wuque, give up. You are not worthy of this body. Let your father take over. In a few years, the one who will behead Wuji will be Wuque, and the king who will rule the world will also be Wuque. For eternity, no one will dare to disrespect or slander your name.

Isn't this what you've always wanted?"

As he spoke, Ying Wuque's soul became more and more chaotic, closer and closer to the edge of collapse. But then, Lin Qing suddenly spoke, "But all these things were done by you, the cuckold king. What does it have to do with Wuque?"

Ying Yue: "???"

He suddenly turned around and found that Lin Qing had dragged his maimed body to the side of Tieniu's corpse at some point, and with not very strong true energy, shattered their clothes and pressed them tightly together, creating a scene that was both disgusting and eerie.

"Hahaha," Lin Qing looked at his distorted expression and couldn't help but laugh, "Ying Yue, Ying Yue! You always said you believed in me, and I believed it too, until today when I saw you seal him in Xuantie. Then I realized that you are also a pitiful creature.

Since that's the case, I won't hide it from you. If it weren't for me keeping an eye on your throne, you wouldn't even know how many illegitimate sons you have. The wife who you thought had been faithful to you for twenty years has secretly been with other men countless times, and she's long been defiled beyond recognition.

Now that you know the truth, are you happy?"

Ying Yue: "???"

Although he knew that Lin Qing was saying these words to provoke him, he was also somewhat influenced by the hostility emanating from Ying Wuque's soul. Coupled with the disgusting and filthy scene in front of him, he couldn't hold back. He and Ying Wuque's path of cultivation were related, and the limitations were also the same. In addition to the influence of Ying Wuque's hostility, his spirit was also somewhat out of control. He walked over and slapped Lin Qing in the face.

"Shut up!"

"Shut up? Aren't you just a beast?"

Lin Qing's expression was somewhat frantic, and he shouted in a harsh voice, "Wuque! This person is no match for you. Quickly take back your body, or else there will be no chance of survival for your mother."

Ying Wuque: ""

Ying Yue: ""

This heartwarming scene of a loving family completely ignited Ying Wuque's fighting spirit. Ying Yue was horrified, but in front of Ying Wuque, he could only retreat step by step.

In the end, he completely fell silent and disappeared from this body.

"Hoo!"

"Hoo!"

Ying Wuque's eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting on the ground with both hands.

After a long time, he spat a mouthful of blood on Ying Yue's corpse, slowly stood up, walked to Lin Qing's side, and exhaled softly, "Mother..."

Lin Qing's expression was also extremely complex, "It's good that you're back. The position of King Qian will be yours from now on!"

"Okay!"

Ying Wuque nodded and looked at Lin Qing's maimed limbs and Tieniu's body, which was intact but soft as mud on the ground.

He sighed and sat down on the ground, looking somewhat dazed.

But then his eyes suddenly widened.

Because he felt Lin Qing's breath rapidly weakening, and she had actually broken her own heart and committed suicide. Lin Qing smiled bitterly, struggling to speak with her last breath, "I never thought that after being faithful to him for so many years, I would have to destroy my innocence in the end to save your life from his hands. I regret it, I spent my whole life calculating to become his rightful wife, but in the end, I was humiliated like this.

Fortunately, the throne is yours.

Don't listen to his nonsense. Kingdom Qian doesn't belong to us, and even if it's really destroyed, it's not our loss!

Once you leave through this gate, you will be the powerful King Qian. You can do whatever you want without any reservations.

Succeed, and you will become the emperor of Gan Gu.

Fail, and let this heartless father of yours see how you destroyed his beloved Kingdom Qian!

Unfortunately, I won't be able to see it.

When you leave, bury me and your father king together. I want to accompany him to see this strange scene! Hahaha"

Ying Wuque: ""

His head was buzzing, and too much had happened in less than an hour. His once loving and foolish father suddenly turned dark, becoming cruel and malicious.

His uncle Tieniu, who had long been dead, suddenly appeared, only to be killed by his own hand in ignorance.

His mother, who had long enjoyed the position of queen, was also humiliated and then committed suicide. The changes that had occurred in this hour were more than he had experienced in his entire life.

He subconsciously glanced at Tieniu's body, "What about Uncle Tieniu?"Lin Qing: "Find a quiet place to bury her, bury her far away, don't tarnish Mother's reputation." After saying that, he tilted his head.

Dead.

Ying Wuque: ""

A huge secret room.

One living person, three corpses, extremely absurd.

That night.

A earth-shattering news came from the Qianwang Palace.

When Qianwang Ying Yue was helping the Crown Prince Ying Wuque to cultivate, he suddenly died, and the Queen, deeply in love with him, chose to die with him after hearing the news.

The funeral will be held three days later.

At that time, the new king, Ying Wuque, will ascend to the throne.

"Heh, the arrangement is quite clever."

Ying Wuque sneered. He did not actively arrange these things, but as soon as he came out of seclusion, the elders of the royal family took the initiative to push things forward. It must have been arranged by Ying Yue before his death, which saved him the trouble. He remembered the appearance of these elders of the royal family, and they would be dealt with in a few days. By then, the Kingdom of Qian will be his alone.

"Sigh..."

Ying Wuque took a long breath, but still felt unsettled. He went straight to his palace and used a secret method to summon Bai Jie secretly.

Bai Jie was uneasy, as he did not know the outcome.

But as soon as he entered the room, all the lights went out.

Then a hand like a pair of steel pliers grabbed his neck and pressed him onto the bed, forcing him to kneel down.

He was shocked: "Your Highness, I haven't washed yet."

Ying Wuque: "Why wash?"

Bai Jie: ""

He felt that Ying Wuque's state of mind was very wrong, as if his soul was very unstable and could fall asleep at any moment.

But his actions were still rough, as if venting his frustration.

"Really dangerous!"

Inside the spinning sword.

Ying Yue was still frightened. He did not expect that after the fusion of their souls, the hostility seeping from Ying Wuque's soul would have such a great impact on him. In addition, Lin Qing's provocative language made him lose control for a while.

It was this moment that made him completely lose hope of taking over the body.

If he had not reacted quickly and hidden his soul in the spinning sword during the chaos, he would have been destroyed long ago. But in the future, he could only be a sword spirit?

He felt depressed.

He did not expect that his well-planned scheme would encounter such a change.

Before today, he had paved the way for Ying Wuque, or rather, for the identity of Ying Wuque, and cleared all obstacles for his ascension to the throne, and even found a reason for his own death.

As long as he successfully took over the body, he could ascend to the throne smoothly and continue to rule the Kingdom of Qian seamlessly. But he did not expect that the most crucial step would have a problem.

The path he paved for himself had also become the path for Ying Wuque.

Handing over the highest power of the Kingdom of Qian to Ying Wuque, this was no different from directly destroying the Kingdom of Qian.

Ying Yue was unwilling.

But now it seemed that he had no chance of winning. The same method was unlikely to stimulate Ying Wuque a second time.

And this time, the roles of attacker and defender had reversed, making it much more difficult to regain control of the body than to retain it.

No...

Ying Yue suddenly felt a surge of energy, because he felt that Ying Wuque's soul was extremely unstable, as if it could fall asleep at any moment, probably due to the severe damage to his soul.

Could it be that as long as he waited for him to fall asleep, he could...

He did not act rashly, but held his breath and waited quietly.

Finally.

After an unknown amount of time.

"Now is the time!"

At the moment when Ying Wuque's soul fell asleep.

Ying Yue broke free from the sword and easily took temporary control of the body. At this moment, he just wanted to laugh out loud.

But before he could laugh, he felt that the condition of this body was not right.

Then he heard Bai Jie's voice: "Your Highness, why did you stop?"

Ying Yue: "???"

He felt an extremely tightness in his chest, and in his urgency, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Troublemaker!

What was this troublemaker doing?

"Clang!"

He pulled away and drew out the spinning sword directly.

He could not bear such humiliation, and it was impossible to let the person who had humiliated him stay alive.

Bai Jie was so scared that his soul almost left his body, and he dodged in a panic, but his cultivation was far inferior to Ying Yue's, and he was forced into a corner after just a few moves.

He had the Shadowless Palm technique, but in this situation, his true energy was in chaos and he could not use it at will, so he could only watch as the spinning sword came closer and closer to his throat.

Just as he felt he was about to die.

The spinning sword stopped.

He saw the person in front of him holding the sword in his right hand and forcibly gripping the sword with his left hand to stop its movement.

With red eyes, he said, "You are not allowed to harm my beloved Bai Fei!"

Ying Yue: "???"

Bai Jie: "!!!"

Shenjiang Mansion in the Kingdom of Chu.

Ying Wuji: ""

He rubbed his head.

The complexity of the current situation in the Qianwang Palace seemed to far exceed his expectations, but the result was within his expected range.With the information obtained from Bai Jie, Lao Bi Deng's physical body has been destroyed, and now he can only reside in the Lu Lu sword in a similar way to a sword spirit.

If Ying Wu Que's soul damage is not so severe, Lao Bi Deng may only be able to be a sword spirit for the rest of his life, and he still has to worry about Ying Wu Que destroying him.

It's a pity.

Although Ying Wu Que blocked the secret technique this time, his soul was severely damaged and his condition is very unstable. He could fall into a state of dormancy at any time, and at this time, Lao Bi Deng could temporarily gain the right to use his body. But when Ying Wu Que wakes up, he can only retreat back into the Lu Lu sword.

In order to break free from this situation, Ying Wu Que can only forcibly remove the Lu Lu sword. However, when he entered the realm of a warrior, he had already merged with the sword, and doing so would undoubtedly cause considerable damage to his body and soul.

With the current state of his soul, he simply cannot bear such a change.

Or, to be more extreme.

Find some evil technique to completely refine Lao Bi Deng's soul.

Unfortunately.

Ying Wu Que has such an evil technique, but he is hesitating whether to use it on Ying Wu Que.

At present, this affectionate father and son duo with dual souls can't do anything to each other.

They are mutually restraining each other, changing their minds at any time, which is the perfect scenario for internal consumption within the Kingdom Qian.

Why not take advantage of it?

Looking at the world, the only two things that can make Ying Wu Que feel uneasy are Ji Tong's Black Armor Legion and the Kingdom Qian, the country of tigers and wolves.

Their political systems are different, but both are extreme and can erupt with extremely strong combat power before collapsing. Once they go to war, the consequences will be devastating.

If these two can collapse due to internal consumption, that would be the ideal result.

But it seems unrealistic to hope for both to collapse.

If they take a risk and make the Kingdom Qian become an "intimate ally" of Ji Tong, it seems like a good choice.

"Ah."

Ying Wu Que rubbed his head. He just wanted to disable Lao Bi Deng, the old driver of the Kingdom Qian's war chariot, but he didn't expect such a ridiculous outcome.

Speaking of which, it's really funny.

The scene of a loving father and son is really mind-blowing.

The son wants to suck the life out of his father.

The father wants to take over the son's body.

What kind of outrageous father-son relationship is this!

Huh?

What?

I'm also from the Kingdom Qian?

Then it's okay!

Ying Wu Que didn't know what to say. Anyway, he had no feelings for the Kingdom Qian at all, and every encounter with this father and son was not a happy one.

Seeing this result, there was a feeling of revenge.

It's just damn hard to say.

He also didn't know whether to tell Bai Yi. Although Bai Yi has repeatedly expressed that the entire Bai family hopes that Ying Yue, this ungrateful person, would die.

But this result is too explosive.

"Forget it! Don't think about these things!"

Ying Wu Que looked up at the night sky, then looked at the thick books on the desk, which were the textbooks he had written for the academy.

In addition to the upper echelons of society being controlled by power and desire, there are also many young students with sincere hearts.

They may stand on the opposite side due to their loyalty to their homeland, but they can still have the same beliefs.

There are many ways to unify the world.

There's no need to choose the kind that involves sacrificing everything.

The textbooks will be mass-printed tomorrow, and he didn't know how many people would take them to heart.

Ying Wu Que stretched lazily and leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes and immersing his consciousness in the Prison of the Mysterious Mirror.

There was no welcome ceremony as expected.

Instead, it was chaotic.

All kinds of cursing voices were endless.

But the Warden of the Red Dust didn't participate much, and instead, he and his men were happily enjoying themselves.

The ones arguing were actually the generals of the Qian army and Bai Jie from the personal guard camp.

They were all red-faced and seemed to be getting carried away.

Because it was too noisy.

Ying Wu Que couldn't even hear what they were arguing about.

He could only hear a few particularly angry and piercing "demon concubine" from time to time.

Hearing "demon concubine".

Ying Wu Que instantly understood. No wonder Bai Jie, who had always been reclusive, was so passionate in his arguments. It turns out that these old Qian gang members were so harsh in their insults!

He didn't immediately stop them, but instead ran to the side of the Red Dust.

"Hey! My dear Warden, aren't you going to enforce discipline?"

"It's really not that I don't want to!"

The Red Dust looked pained. "I used to have a lot of subordinates, but when one or two new people came, they couldn't argue with us at all. After arguing for a day or two, they were tamed. But you, you've brought a whole camp to us, and you seem to enjoy sticking together.

We argued with them once, and it's hard to say who's right or wrong. Anyway, all their hatred is directed at Bai Jie, and I can't be bothered to deal with it.

I can't do this anymore!"

Ying Wu Que: "..."

Rebellious, huh!

The Red Dust's eyes rolled. "By the way, the mental energy we've been consuming in there is all thanks to you. Aren't you feeling a bit dizzy these days?"

Ying Wu Que grinned. "What? Are you trying to negotiate with me?"

"Of course!"Red Dust sneered: "You can't just seal it with words, you have to give me real power! The entire space is in your head, who gets hurt and who gets pleasure is all within your thoughts. Give me some authority, and I promise to make them obedient to you."

Wuji nodded without much hesitation: "No problem, I came to you for this reason."

Red Dust was taken aback, somewhat suspicious: "Really?"

Wuji waved his hand, and a thick book appeared in Red Dust's hand, with seven large characters on the cover: The Ideology of Brother Wuji.

Red Dust's mouth twitched: "What does this mean?"

"Give you something legitimate to do!"

Wuji grinned: "You can read this book for a few days, and then I'll give you a test. If you pass, I'll grant you authority. The first stage is to have your subordinates all pass, the second stage is for everyone in the prison to pass, and the third stage is for everyone to excel. Passing means getting sixty percent, excelling means getting ninety percent.

For each stage, there's a reward for you.

If you achieve the third stage, I might even consider granting you freedom!"

Red Dust's eyes widened: "Is this for real!?"

Wuji nodded with a smile: "Of course it's real!"

Red Dust asked again: "What's on the test?"

Wuji thought for a moment: "Ten definitions, ten judgments, ten short answers, ten summaries."

Red Dust: "..."

Although these words sounded strange, he wasn't uneducated and could basically guess what it meant.

In the past, when Wuji called for sentence reductions, he never took it seriously.

But this time, he made such a promise directly.

And when he flipped through the book and saw its contents, he felt that Wuji wasn't just making empty promises.

The content inside was more specific than the teachings he had received.

Wuji smiled and asked: "Deal?"

"Deal!"

Red Dust woke up as if from a dream, trembling with excitement: "Rest assured! I will continue to work for you, Warden!"

Wuji sneered: "What warden? From now on, you are the Master of the Red Dust Division of the Great Li Academy. What warden? It's beneath you!"

Red Dust: "..."

Master of the Division did sound better than warden.

He smiled, caressed the book in his hand, and tucked it into his chest.

Wuji stood up, glanced at the group of people from Kingdom Qian, these were the pillars of Kingdom Qian, and also the confidants left behind by the Great Li. If these people all became reformists, then there would be some interesting developments within Kingdom Qian.

He handed the task over to Red Dust for this reason.

Of course.

The task was difficult.

It all depended on whether Red Dust had a way, after all, he was a disciple of Ji Tong, and brainwashing was his specialty. It's just that these people were causing a bit of a commotion now.

Wuji sternly said: "Quiet down!"

Everyone immediately quieted down.

After all, if Wuji wanted them to suffer, it would be very simple.

This young master of Kingdom Qian didn't want to make things difficult for them, but if they deliberately offended him, there would be consequences.

Only Bai Jie was still making a fuss, shouting in a desperate voice.

"Get lost, you demoness!"

"You're the demoness!"

"Your whole family are demonesses!"

"I am a man!"

"A pure man!"

Wuji: "..."

He felt a bit reluctant to share the outside world's information with Bai Jie.

After all, even he found the results a bit hard to accept.

After some thought.

Wuji ultimately chose not to respond to him.

He directly transmitted a message to his mirror image through the mirror that held him captive.

At the Palace of Kingdom Qian.

In front of Ying Yue's coffin.

Wuji's eyes were bloodshot, he was already at his limit, but he was holding on without sleeping. Because his soul was very unstable, if he fell asleep, it was very likely that an old confidant would cause trouble.

So he was practicing a secret technique.

A technique that could repair the soul and allow him to stay awake.

He had just started learning it, and the effect was not bad, but it was difficult to endure.

To outsiders, this was just the pain of losing a father.

At night.

The only person left to guard the coffin was Bai Jie.

The two of them remained silent, kneeling quietly.

Companionship is a declaration of enduring love.

The night was long.

Soon, it was past midnight.

A figure slowly appeared in the hall.

Ying Yue frowned, able to clearly sense that this person was Ji Tong.

Sure enough.

The Empress Bai's speculation was correct, the evil technique of taking over someone else's body was indeed taught by someone.

He just didn't expect that person to be Ji Tong.

He stood up, laughing heartily: "Brother Ji is here! Thanks to you, I can have a second life!"

His demeanor was bold, with a hint of arrogance.

He was truly acting like Ying Yue.Ji Tong's gaze shifted subtly, as if deep in thought, he sized up Ying Wuque.

After a moment, he smiled and clasped his hands in greeting: "In that case, congratulations to Brother Ying!"