"You go back to the embassy and let Ying Wuji handle it!"

With just one sentence, the three of them fell into silence.

Tie Niu awkwardly chuckled, hoping that Lin Guifei would change her mind. But after waiting for a long time without any response, he reluctantly said, "Qingqing, you're joking, right?"

Ying Wuque quickly echoed, "Definitely just a joke. My mother is just speaking out of anger, right, Mother?"

Lin Qing didn't answer his question, as if she hadn't heard it at all.

Gradually, the smile on Tie Niu's face turned bitter.

Ying Wuque panicked, "Mother! Uncle has always protected us. Without him, forget about returning to the Qian Palace, even surviving would be uncertain! If you make him go back to the embassy, isn't that the same as killing him?"

Although he didn't know exactly what had happened, he knew that things had taken a turn for the worse. It wouldn't be resolved without bloodshed.

Tie Niu didn't say anything, he just stared at Lin Qing, his eyes filled with anticipation.

A fleeting look of pain flashed across Lin Qing's face as she gritted her teeth and said, "Brother Tie Niu! We have suffered for so many years just to secure Wuque's position as the king of Kingdom Qian. But now we have made a grave mistake. I'm sure you don't want our years of perseverance to go to waste, right?"

Tie Niu's expression was somewhat dull as he replied, "I don't want..."

Ying Wuque panicked, "Mother! Although Uncle made a mistake, it doesn't deserve death. Let him escape, Father will forgive me..."

"Slap!"

Lin Guifei slapped him in anger and said, "Do you remember what your father, the king, told you the most when you returned to Kingdom Qian?"

Ying Wuque remained silent for a moment before whispering, "To treat your brothers with respect."

Lin Guifei's eyes turned red, "If he knew that you, in fact, are a brother who kills his own kin, do you think you can still sit on the throne?"

Ying Wuque didn't say anything, he turned his head in pain.

Ying Yue, who had ascended to the throne by killing his own brother, had carried the infamy for decades. He detested the idea of his own son doing the same thing.

Especially... when he only had two sons.

Tie Niu finally spoke, "Stop scolding the child, I'll go!"

Ying Wuque's voice trembled, "Uncle!"

Tie Niu forced a bitter smile, "Take care of your mother for the rest of your life. Uncle will accompany you on your final journey!"

After speaking, he waved his hand and crushed the communication talisman.

Ying Wuque couldn't catch his breath and fell to the ground, his gaze lost as he stared at the floor.

Lin Qing couldn't hold back anymore and sat in the chair, covering her face and weeping.

After a while, just when the emotions of the mother and son had calmed down a bit, the door creaked open.

The mother and son quickly stood up because besides King Ying Yue, there was no one else who could enter and leave here without making a sound.

"Your Majesty!"

"Father!"

The mother and son tried their best to remain calm and not let Ying Yue see through them.

But the first sentence Ying Yue spoke made them unable to hold it in.

"You did well, at least you didn't protect the criminal!"

"..."

The mother and son panicked, standing there at a loss for words.

If Ying Yue truly paid attention, it would be too difficult for their actions to deceive a cultivator at the Enlightened God Realm.

Ying Yue glanced at them, his expression extremely cold, "Don't you have anything to say?"

Lin Qing quickly explained, "Your Majesty! I only asked him to persuade Wuji to stay in Kingdom Li. I really didn't..."

"So what?"

Ying Yue snorted, "Wuji has already died once!"

Lin Qing's eyes turned slightly red, "Your Majesty! I didn't know things would turn out like this. But Your Majesty understands me, I..."

Ying Yue didn't let her continue, instead, he turned to look at Ying Wuque, "This matter started because of you. How do you think it should be handled?"

Ying Wuque lowered his head slightly and gritted his teeth, "I am guilty, please punish me, Father!"

"Very well!"

Ying Yue nodded and clapped his hands. Soon, people came in carrying torture instruments.

They were lined up in a row, a dazzling sight.

Ying Wuque's face instantly turned pale as paper.

Lin Qing panicked, "Your Majesty! These are the Nine Punishments of Qian Prison. They are only meant for members of the royal family who commit capital crimes. Wuque's crime doesn't warrant this!"

Although these punishments wouldn't damage their cultivation, the process of execution was far worse than death.

Ying Yue became furious and shouted, "For the sake of the throne, fratricide in a foreign land. According to the laws of Kingdom Qian, shouldn't he die?"

His voice was like a bell, and the pressure of the Enlightened God Realm made the mother and son almost unable to stand.

Lin Qing fell silent. No matter what, this account would be settled on Ying Wuque's head.

Ying Wuque gritted his teeth and said, "Although I am not responsible for this matter, it started because of me. I am willing to accept the punishment!"

"Go!"

Ying Yue waved his hand.

Ying Wuque took a deep breath and walked over with large strides. His expression wasn't particularly panicked, but his body trembled slightly out of fear.

Although the Nine Punishments of Qian Prison were meant to punish, their essence was to preserve the life and cultivation of the person being punished.

But many of the punished couldn't bear the pain and chose to bite their tongues and end their lives halfway through.

Saying that they weren't afraid would be a lie."Pa!"

The iron thorn whip fell, leaving a grim blood mark on his body.

This iron thorn whip was covered with densely packed small steel thorns. With one whip, it would bring flesh and blood, and it was also smeared with the formic acid of fire ants. Although it had been detoxified, it still made people itch and suffer!

In the next half hour, Ying Wuque experienced the darkest moment of his life.

There were several times when he almost bit his tongue to death, but under Ying Yue's indifferent gaze, he persisted.

In just half an hour, he felt as if he had lived for tens of thousands of years.

Finally, the punishment ended.

Ying Wuque collapsed on the ground, panting weakly, feeling as if every pore and inch of his skin had been fried in a frying pan.

Ying Yue also let out a breath that had been held in his chest for a long time, turned around and looked at the exhausted Lin Qing, and said in a deep voice, "The queen will come later to deliver the medicine for your injuries!"

After speaking, he turned and left directly.

Only then did Lin Qing dare to stumble and run to Ying Wuque's side. "Wuque, are you okay?"

"I'm fine!"

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Ying Wuque's expression was somewhat indifferent as he turned his head away and didn't look at Lin Qing.

Lin Qing bit her pale lips. "You saw it too. Your father knew everything. If you..."

Ying Wuque's voice was weak, but the suppressed resentment could still be heard. "But at that time, none of us knew that Father was eavesdropping! When you put Uncle in a desperate situation, why didn't you feel any guilt? Mother, do you really have no heart?"

"How dare you!"

Lin Qing was so angry that her whole body trembled, and she slapped him across the face. "How dare you say that your mother isn't!?"

Ying Wuque said with hatred, "Uncle is our family! You are truly cruel!"

"I'm cruel?"

Lin Qing sneered, lowering her voice. "Then tell me, what did you say to your uncle when you had dinner with him before he left? He always listened to me, so why did he act on his own this time and want to kill Ying Wuji?"

Ying Wuque choked, "I..."

Lin Qing was angry and disappointed. "It was you who killed your uncle, but you dare not admit it! If you really have a clear conscience, why didn't you plead for your uncle when you were being punished?"

Ying Wuque's eyes dodged. "I..."

Lin Qing touched his face gently, her movements gentle, but her eyes were somewhat indifferent. "So, you're also afraid of not being able to ascend to the throne, huh? Remember, the only purpose of your life is to sit on the throne of the Kingdom Qian, inherit your father's legacy, and one day unify the world under the Kingdom Qian!

Before achieving this goal, you can be despicable, you can be hypocritical, but you must not be guided by these things to do stupid things! Do you understand?"

Her appearance made Ying Wuque feel extremely unfamiliar.

As if from her eyes, he could see the dirtiest side of himself.

His gaze shifted, and he stammered, "I understand!"

Lin Qing helped him up and returned to her usual smiling face. "Go back to your room and rest. The queen will come to check your injuries later!"

"Yes!"

Ying Wuque staggered to his feet, the pain all over his body making him feel unbearable, and his mood became extremely gloomy.

Ying Wuji!

Everything today is caused by you!

One day, I will repay you multiple times!

...

"Achoo!"

At the entrance of the Kingdom Qian embassy, Ying Wuji sneezed. "Who the hell is cursing at me?"

Beside him, Thirteenth Prince squatted in front of the gate, hands in his sleeves, looking like an old farmer.

He sneered, "It's because your body is too weak and you caught a cold!"

"You're talking nonsense!"

"Hmm? Say it again!"

"Thirteenth Prince, I was wrong. What I meant to say is that you're talking nonsense!"

"..."

"I have a strong firepower, how could I catch a cold?"

"Even with your strong firepower, didn't you end up in a woman's belly?"

"Can we not mention that?"

"Then your body is weak!"

Ying Wuji became anxious. "My body is not weak, someone must be cursing at me, and it's a bit chilly outside!"

But Thirteenth Prince had a stern face, as if he didn't believe it at all. "Nonsense, it's not cold!"

Ying Wuji glanced at him. "If it's not cold, why are you hiding your hands so awkwardly?"

Thirteenth Prince also glanced at him. "Aren't you also hiding your hands in your sleeves?"

Ying Wuji: "..."

He quickly took his hands out of his sleeves, feeling that it didn't match his elegant noble image.

But it seemed that the weather had indeed become a bit colder. Why hasn't that damn killer come back yet? He has been waiting for so long.

Could it be that Lao Bi Deng is not keeping his word?

Just as he had this thought, he saw a figure rushing towards the embassy.

Although this place was close to the busiest area of Jiangcheng, there were still not many people at this hour, but this person was obviously not right.

Staggering steps.

Lifeless eyes.

Blood all over his clothes.

Just like a walking corpse.

And his appearance was exactly the same as the person before.

Tie Niu walked up to the two of them. "I am the killer, you can do whatever you want!"

Ying Wuji chuckled, "I thought you would struggle a bit more. But it seems you've already surrendered to me... Hey, hey, hey! Thirteenth Master, I haven't finished my act yet!"

He quickly followed, amazed at the strength of the Thirteenth Master, who was carrying a nearly 200-pound man as if he were a small chicken.

Soon, they arrived in a secret chamber.

Tie Niu was bound tightly, his energy sealed. Even his jaw was paralyzed by a poison needle, leaving him unable to even bite his tongue to commit suicide.

Ying Wuji squinted his eyes, "You answer what I ask, understand?"

Tie Niu gave a bitter smile, "Kill or cut, do as you please. Don't bother asking questions, it's too humiliating!"

Ying Wuji snorted, "Do you think you have the right to bargain with me?"

Tie Niu looked indifferent, "At most, you'll kill me. What else do I have to lose?"

Ying Wuji laughed, "Brother murderer, did you really deliver the goods this time? I suppose my father and Concubine Lin can't be sure, right? If you don't speak, I'll say I didn't receive the goods. The punishment your master should receive won't be reduced at all! You wouldn't want your efforts to be in vain, would you?"

Tie Niu: "???"

Ying Wuji: "Name!"

Tie Niu: "Tie Niu!"

Ying Wuji: "Age!"

Tie Niu: "Forty-seven!"

......

After a series of questions, Ying Wuji finally understood Tie Niu's background.

He was the adopted son of Lin Qing's father. He was already a martial arts expert and could have lived comfortably under any major power with his cultivation at the third-grade spirit embryo stage. But he chose to stay with Lin Qing.

When Lin Qing went into seclusion, he followed to protect her, never slacking off for decades.

Ying Wuji suddenly realized, "So you're a simp!"

"Who are you calling a simp?"

Tie Niu finally couldn't hold back, his voice becoming harsh.

Although he had never heard the term 'simp', the word was too vivid. It was hard for him to keep his composure.

Ying Wuji retorted, "Doing everything for your beloved goddess, only to be sent to your death by her in the end. How miserable! You're not going to say you had no improper thoughts about Lin Qing, are you? No way, no way!"

"Shut up!"

Tie Niu's eyes were red with rage.

[Hint]: Target's emotional fluctuation value exceeds 90, randomly obtain the mortal-grade technique "Easy Voice".

Damn!

Voice acting skill!

Looking at the dense skill balls on Tie Niu's energy bar, Ying Wuji's eyes turned green.

So many skills, isn't this a bloody bargain!

Ying Wuji sighed lightly, "So you're also a man who's been hurt by love. Seeing you so heartbroken, let me sing a song for you!"

Tie Niu turned his head away, "I don't want to listen!"

Ying Wuji: "I'm going to sing anyway!"

Tie Niu: "???"

Ying Wuji recalled a popular short video song from his previous life, cleared his throat and sang, "You're good to her, she~~~ knows it in her heart! You lick Lin's sister, lick your nephew, but you can't lick anyone!"

"You're driving me crazy!"

Tie Niu was furious, trying to stand up, but his body was tied up and he fell to the ground.

But his cursing didn't stop.

Ying Wuji curled his lips, wondering how many surgeries his neighbor had to have to be numbed so many times. How much anesthetic would they need in a day?

[Hint]: Target's emotional fluctuation value exceeds 90, randomly obtain the yellow-grade technique "Heartbreaking Palm".

[Hint]: Target's emotional fluctuation value exceeds 90, randomly obtain the yellow-grade spell "Tendon Breaking Hand".

[Hint][Hint][Hint]......

Ying Wuji was almost laughing out loud. Although most of the skills he learned were not of high grade, except for the 72 Earthly Fiends Skills, the quantity was really damn high.

What a treasure.

It seemed necessary to tie him up and hold a concert for him every day. If others could sing a song for a lifetime, why couldn't he?

Thirteenth Master was getting impatient, "Ask the important questions!"

Ying Wuji temporarily suppressed his urge to sing, and asked seriously, "Tell me! Which family is your accomplice in the Kingdom Li?"

Tie Niu's expression changed, no longer the indifferent look he had before.

He gritted his teeth, "No comment!"

"You're good to her, she~~~ knows it in her heart..."

"Stop singing! It's useless!"

"You believe it or not, I'll tell my father I didn't receive the goods!"

"It's useless even if you say it!"

Ying Wuji was a bit annoyed, rolled up his sleeves and was about to teach him a lesson.

But the Thirteenth Master suddenly spoke, "Let me try!"

With that, he lifted Tie Niu with one hand, "I thought you looked familiar. Turns out you visited the embassy when you were young. Back then, you were a respectable man, but now you look like a farmer."

Tie Niu retorted, "So what?"

Thirteenth Master looked at him thoughtfully, "You... are from the Li family!"

Tie Niu shuddered, his face filled with horror!