Chongli Palace.

The scorching sun was shining directly overhead.

Zhao Ji and the other scholars were all waiting in formation. Most of the people who entered the tomb were also staying here, sitting quietly on the square.

The events that happened in the tomb were too significant for them to dare leave early.

Only Tian Wenjing and the other Qi Kingdom people looked confused.

"Miss, Miss, where did you go?"

"Zhao Kuo, why aren't you saying anything? After the Ding of Nine is set, why can't I find anyone?"

"Xiang Ding! Stop hiding, where did you all go?"

Everyone remained silent, showing no intention of answering.

Tian Wenjing didn't give up and hurriedly ran to Nangong Yu's side.

After a moment, he hurriedly ran back.

His face looked unpleasant.

"Little Marquis Tian, did Nangong Yu say anything?"

"He did."

"What did he say?"

"He told me to get lost!"

Tian Wenjing spat, "Where did all these lowly dogs go?"

He felt that something big must have happened that he wasn't involved in.

Now, only Ying Wuji was left among the people from various countries.

It seemed that they could only wait for Ying Wuji to come out to know the whole story.

Zhao Ji glanced at Nangong Ling, who appeared calm and composed, and couldn't help but feel angry. "Nangong brother, don't you want to explain the situation inside?"

"I don't know, no comment!"

Nangong Ling's reply was brief and he had a look of indifference.

Yes!

He knew about the Totem Beast Blood Gu.

He also knew about Nangong's transformation into a corpse.

Even the operation was taught to Nangong Yu by him.

But he didn't expect that even the ancestral corpse, which could only be used as a last resort, couldn't help the Ji Clan Alliance achieve its goal.

Even Ying Wuji, the key target, failed because the Blood Gu didn't work.

This could be considered a complete failure.

Now things were troublesome!

The target was not achieved, and the Wei and Han families would not protect him with all their might.

In his hands, he only had the lives of the young elites from the Zhao and Mi families.

Nangong Ling's mood had reached its lowest point. Ying Yue, the biggest variable, was really beyond his expectations.

So he could only deny it until the end. In the instant when everyone came out of the tomb, he used the Gu control technique to hide all the Gu worms. There were no symptoms on these people's bodies, and even if the burning blood could smell the scent of the Gu worms, who would know who planted them?

He had to be stubborn!

He could only be stubborn!

At this moment, he was being stared at with countless eyes full of hatred.

The Mi family!

The Zhao family!

These gazes made him feel like needles on his back.

If it weren't for his extraordinary cultivation, his heartbeat, breathing, and even pores would have lost control.

The Zhao royal family and the Mi clan represented the two great kingdoms of Li and Chu.

How could the Zhou royal family retreat unscathed?

Could it be that they really had to take the final step?

"Boom!"

Finally.

There was a rumbling sound from the tomb.

Everyone stood up and looked over, only to see two people walking out one after another from the black light column.

The middle-aged man in front had a strong and tall figure, with a calm expression that exuded an imposing aura.

The young man behind him had a handsome and outstanding appearance, but his eyes carried a hint of mockery.

"Rise!"

Zhao Ji stood up suddenly and laughed as he greeted them, "Brother Ying, it has been more than twenty years since we last met, and you are still as spirited as you were when you were young! When we last met, we were still young, and I didn't expect that we would become in-laws when we meet again."

"Brother Zhao, I hope you are well!"

A faint smile finally appeared on Ying Yue's indifferent face.

The two kings of Qian and Li tightly held each other's hands, their expressions filled with the excitement of a long-awaited reunion.

To outsiders, there was no doubt that they were close friends and brothers, as well as the kings of friendly nations.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Ying Yue turned around and bowed to the other scholars, then his gaze fell on Nangong Ling, "Nangong brother, how do you explain the situation in the tomb?"

"Explain?"

Nangong Ling looked puzzled, "I really don't know what happened in the tomb. How can I explain?"

Ying Yue's expression remained indifferent, "Nangong brother may not know, but someone definitely knows!"

As he spoke, he raised his right hand and clenched it in mid-air.

Nangong Yu, who had been waiting silently, let out a miserable scream and flew directly in front of Ying Yue.

A powerful pressure erupted, and this future Spirit Fetus, knelt directly on the ground.

His face turned pale, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

He knew very well that if this mission failed, the Zhou royal family would lose its value in the eyes of the Ji Clan.

If the Ji Clan Alliance really formed, the Zhao family and the Chu Kingdom would have no choice but to swallow their anger.

But if the alliance failed, even his own father, Nangong Ling, would have no room for resistance.

"Brother Ying, what do you mean by this?"

Nangong Ling frowned, his voice filled with anger, but he didn't dare to make any rash moves. Because he saw that the Wei, Han, Wu, Yan, and Yan families all cast their gazes elsewhere.

This time, he could only bear the public execution alone.

And it involved the safety of the Zhou royal family, so there couldn't be any carelessness.

Not to mention making a move against Ying Yue.

Even exchanging harsh words was something he couldn't do.What he is thinking now is only to retreat with his whole body and leave the last trace of dignity to the Zhou royal family.

Ying Yue sneered, "Wuji, it's your turn!"

"Yes!"

Ying Wuji arched his hand and glanced at Nangong Ling, "Gentlemen, King Li, this trip to the tomb contains two shocking dangers targeting the Zhao and Mi clans..."

Immediately, he briefly explained everything inside.

Finally, pointing at Nangong Ling, "This person is one of the culprits who manipulated the totem beasts and the withered corpses... I hope you all can identify the real culprit."

"Nonsense!"

Nangong Ling panicked, about to explain, but was interrupted directly.

Ying Wuji slapped Nangong Ling's face, directly sending him flying ten meters away.

His head tilted, spitting blood.

There was an instant gasp in the field.

Unexpectedly, Ying Wuji didn't care about Nangong Ling's face at all, he just hit him!

Nangong Ling's expression turned fierce, "Ying Wuji, you have a lot of guts!"

"I don't have as much guts as my son!"

Ying Wuji stood tall and fearless, facing Nangong Ling directly. It was only at this moment that he realized that even if a person became a powerful Enlightened God, in the face of absolute danger, they were just a helpless old man.

Strength!

Demeanor!

Authority!

All gone!

There were countless experts present, but this old man didn't dare to release the pressure of an Enlightened God.

Without this pressure, he even had to avoid eye contact.

Ying Wuji coldly snorted, "Nangong Ling harbors evil intentions, using the name of the Hundred Schools Gathering to damage the emperor's reputation, which is disloyal. He harms his peers, which is unkind. He manipulates the ancestors' withered corpses, which is unfilial. He lets his companions sacrifice their lives for his own survival, which is unjust.

This kind of disloyal, unkind, unfilial, and unjust bastard, it's lenient of me not to kill him!

What's wrong with slapping him?

Oh, Nangong Master, don't misunderstand, when I say he's a bastard, I'm not saying you're really dead.

It's just that the sins he committed are likely to be retributed on his family.

Even elders can bear it, but it's unacceptable if the retribution is too heavy and leads to the extinction of the family line.

Master Nangong probably also wants to kill this rebellious son!"

Everyone: "..."

Understood!

They all understood!

No wonder Ying Yue let Ying Wuji come up at this time.

His words were just too venomous!

He not only stood on the moral high ground and crazily criticized, but also cursed like a street ruffian.

Doesn't this person know the words "amicable" at all?

But it had to be said, it felt so satisfying to hear him curse!

"Huff! Huff!"

Nangong Ling's eyes widened, bloodshot, and even his breathing became uncontrollably chaotic.

He had always lived in a world of luxury, enjoying the favor of all sides.

After breaking through to the Enlightened God realm, he was even revered as a master by the world.

Where and when had Nangong Ling been in such a desperate situation?

And when had he been insulted so arrogantly and maliciously by a junior in public?

【Reminder】: When the target's emotional fluctuation value reaches 100, you will obtain the divine ability "Thirty-Six Techniques of Heavenly Gang: Turning Beans into Soldiers" at the maximum level.

【Reminder】: This divine ability is not easily usable at the host's current realm, please use it with caution.

Ying Wuji: "..."

Damn it!

Damn it!

Damn it!

He originally thought that he couldn't use divine abilities before the Transformation Realm, after all, during the previous transformation deduction, all the masters were stunned by him, but not a single divine ability was triggered. He didn't know if it was because the probability was too low or if the divine abilities couldn't be triggered.

But he didn't expect that his emotional value would reach the maximum, completely dispelling this problem.

Even if the divine abilities were restricted, they were still divine abilities!

At worst, they were at the level of a Heavenly Stage spell, right?

If he broke through to the Unity of Man and Weapon, wouldn't he skip the Soldier and enter the Enlightened God realm directly?

If he accumulated three divine abilities, wouldn't he directly reach the Saint realm?

Have you ever seen a genius who directly broke through from the Transformation Realm to the Saint realm?

Ying Wuji was excited in his heart, but he understood that this was probably just a dream. After all, someone like Nangong Ling, who was completely in a moral quagmire and faced an irresistible threat of force, was extremely rare in the Enlightened God realm.

Only in this situation could the Enlightened God realm be completely breached.

This kind of situation might only be encountered once in a lifetime.

Just think about it.

Ying Wuji looked down at Nangong Ling, "Nangong Ling, do you have anything else to say?"

"Hmph!"

Nangong Ling gritted his teeth and said, "It's all nonsense! That fierce beast is the totem beast of the Qiangrong who attacked City Jing a thousand years ago. The Grand Historian's Office has been lost for thousands of years, and you only found the entrance after obtaining the Nine Tripods.

How could I possibly know that there was a fierce beast inside the Grand Historian's Office? And it's impossible for me to know that there is Blood Source Poison in the beast's blood!

Ying Wuji! Don't try to frame me!

I only released the fierce beast to stop the greed of the Zhao and Mi families when they encountered problems.

That fierce beast is only at the Soldier realm, it can't stop the combined attack of the Zhao and Mi families and the Mohist Guild!

Is there anything wrong with what I did?

You say that I manipulated the fierce beast, do you have any evidence?

Can you bring the fierce beast here to identify me?"Can it still prove that the Blood Source Gu was planted by me?"

He came out several hours in advance.

He didn't do anything else, just thinking about how to clear himself of the crime.

With this reason, he didn't believe that Ying Wuji could find any loopholes.

"Oh? That's quite well said!"

Ying Wuji sneered, unexpectedly this guy was quite good at making excuses.

The totem beast had long been dead!

Accusing the Blood Source Gu was baseless!

The space of the Muye Stele had long been sealed, anyone speaking would just be empty words, there was room for sophistry.

He shook his head, "You're quite good at sophistry, but what about this? Explain it to me!"

As he spoke, he took out the large package behind him.

He casually threw it.

The dried corpse limbs scattered all over the ground.

Immediately.

The faces of Nangong father and son turned extremely ugly.

Ying Wuji sneered, "You probably want to say that this dried corpse is not your ancestor Nangong Tuo, right? The portrait of the Old Soldier Saint is well-known, everyone remembers his astonishing battle from back then. I remember there is a portrait in the Li King Palace, don't even think about trying to make excuses."

"I..."

Nangong Yu gritted his teeth, "I also don't know why our ancestor's corpse would be here..."

Hearing this, Nangong Ling, who was in a high position, couldn't help but clench his fists.

Yes!

Just stubbornly deny it.

Only by denying it to the death could he escape unscathed.

Ying Wuji couldn't help but smirk, "Oh? So you mean to say that the Old Soldier Saint turned himself into an evil corpse and hid in the Grand Historian's Residence? What kind of thing could make the Old Soldier Saint take such a risk, using such evil techniques to refine his own corpse and wait here in the Grand Historian's Residence?

Could it be that the Old Soldier Saint had long anticipated that we would enter and deliberately lurked in the Grand Historian's Residence to kill us?"

Upon hearing this, everyone except for the Ji Clan Alliance became nervous.

The people of the Ji Clan Alliance also turned a blind eye, minding their own business.

Finally, the truth was revealed!

Since hearing the account of their own disciples, everyone's hearts were as clear as a mirror, but this matter concerned the reputation of the entire Zhou Royal Family.

Unexpectedly, Ying Wuji brought it up.

Of course!

Ying Wuji lived up to his name, fearless.

There was no secret in this world that he dared not expose.

Nangong Yu became anxious. Now the entire Nangong Family was under the protection of their ancestor's reputation.

If Nangong Tuo's reputation was ruined, the reputation of the entire Nangong Family would be ruined as well. Not only would their position in the Zhou Royal Family be lowered, they would also find it difficult to raise their heads in front of the various countries in the world.

Even the Zhou Royal Family would be implicated.

After all, Nangong Tuo was the most trusted minister of King Zhou Xie, they were as close as brothers.

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Once the Zhou Royal Family was implicated.

The Nangong Family would definitely bear immense pressure.

He gritted his teeth, "Of course not! Our ancestor lived a righteous life, how could he do such despicable things?"

Ying Wuji laughed, "Oh? Since it's not the so-called Old Soldier Saint, then who used evil techniques to refine the Old Soldier Saint's body? And who could easily bring an evil corpse into the tomb? As far as I know, the ancestral tomb of the Nangong Family is right next to the Imperial Tomb, and there are always elite guards from the Zhou Royal Family and the Nangong Family protecting it.

Who could easily enter the Nangong Family's tomb?

Young Marquis, could it be you?

Either the Old Soldier Saint had ulterior motives.

Or you have lost all sense of morality.

Young Marquis!

You can choose for yourself!"

Nangong Yu: "..."

He finally understood Ying Wuji's sinister intentions, his body trembled violently, cold sweat dripping onto the floor.

He desperately tried to find words to explain, but all the excuses seemed pale and feeble.

Half kneeling on the ground.

Like a pitiful worm.

【Prompt】: When the target's emotional fluctuation value reaches 100, you will receive the Heavenly Rank Secret Technique "Nangong Battle Formation".

Damn!

Awesome!

Although it was just a secret technique, not a direct offensive spell, it was definitely a top-level secret technique.

The so-called Nangong Battle Formation was a combined attack technique passed down in the Nangong Family.

Three-person formation.

Five-person formation.

Ten-person formation.

Hundred-person formation.

Thousand-person formation.

Each formation could fully unleash the individual combat power of the soldiers and multiply it.

It was said that when the ten-thousand-person formation reached its peak, with similar average cultivation levels, it could annihilate a hundred thousand enemies.

When combined with the scattering of beans into soldiers, it became a meat grinder-level existence.

Today, the Nangong Family's unique skill was fully revealed.

Finally.

Nangong Ling couldn't sit still anymore, "A misfortune has befallen our family! I didn't expect such a thing to happen. Ying Xiong, Zhao Xiong, this matter is quite secretive, please come into the palace to discuss it!"

Ying Wuji sneered, "What can't be said face to face..."

"Come into the palace!"

Ying Yue shook his head and lowered his voice, "Who wouldn't want a fig leaf?"

Indeed!

After all, he was a cultivator at the God Enlightenment Realm.

He couldn't let Nangong Ling, an old man, kneel down and cry in front of everyone.

That would be too much.

Zhao Ji stood up and laughed, "Since Nangong Brother has the intention to explain, then we will give you face. Zhao Kuo, Mi Shi nephew, bring your people in!"

"Yes!"Everyone was overjoyed, as they had been worried about the Blood Source Gu.

Now that the Blood Source Gu on their bodies had disappeared, they couldn't feel anything different in their bodies, and their cultivation had not been affected at all.

But this thing was the ultimate handle, firmly held in the hands of Nangong Ling.

It made them dare not cultivate.

Dare not participate in politics.

Afraid that one day, someone from Nangong Ling's side would suddenly appear and say, "Young man, you don't want the Blood Source Gu on your body to erupt, do you?"

A Blood Source Gu had become the shackles of their cultivation and political careers!

Now that they saw a glimmer of hope, how could they not be excited?

Nangong Ling's eyes twitched. The more people there were, the more embarrassed he felt, but now he clearly had no bargaining power.

Soon, everyone gathered in the main hall of Chongli Palace.

Except for Nangong Ling and his son, only the Ying and Zhao families were left.

Zhao Ji smiled and said, "Brother Nangong, give us an explanation! Refining Evil Corpses is a taboo in the world, and refining the ancestors' corpses is even more unacceptable by the laws and rituals. The Nangong family is an ancient family, so I hope Brother Nangong will be cautious!"

After speaking, he glanced sideways at Nangong Yu, who was kneeling on the ground.

Now that the conversation had reached this point, there could only be two possibilities.

Either Nangong Tuojv had sinister intentions.

Or Nangong Yu had lost his conscience.

It was too difficult to come up with another explanation.

Nangong Yu was the only continuation of the Nangong family's bloodline, and he was also Nangong Ling's only son!

Whether it was to cripple Nangong Yu or to take advantage of the situation, it was a perfect opportunity.

"Ah! It's really unfortunate for the family!"

Nangong Ling sighed, then turned to Nangong Yu. "Yu'er, before you entered the tomb, did you really not know about the ancestors' corpses?"

Huh?

Nangong Yu looked up.

Although he didn't understand the meaning, just by exchanging glances with his father, he understood Nangong Ling's intention: Rest assured, father has a way.

He immediately burst into tears and cried out, "As a child, I have always followed the principles of filial piety. How could I do such a beastly thing? It was only after being forced into the Grand Historian's residence by a ferocious beast that I suddenly discovered the ancestor's corpse!"

"Then..."

Nangong Ling narrowed his eyes. "Before you set off for Jiangcheng, did you have any contact with your sister?"

Sister?

Nangong Yu's pupils contracted, looking at Nangong Ling in shock.

Everyone else was also looking at each other.

Did they find a scapegoat so quickly?

To protect his son, did he sacrifice his own daughter?

This Nangong Ling was truly ruthless!

Nangong Ling appeared somewhat angry. "Speak! Do you still want to protect your sister?"

"Dad..."

Nangong Yu almost fainted, his eyes filled with shock and fear.

Nangong Ling scolded angrily, "Do you know that protecting someone is a serious crime that could kill you!"

Nangong Yu: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Protecting someone is a serious crime?

What an art of speech...

"It could kill you!"

With these five words, Nangong Yu's already fragile nerves were finally touched.

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "I didn't expect her to do such a beastly thing!"

After speaking, he seemed to have lost his soul, collapsing on the ground as if all his strength had been drained.

Everyone: "..."

Amazing!

The Nangong family is truly amazing!

Ying Wuji was also dumbfounded.

In terms of the correct usage of a sister.

He had to give them a thumbs up!

Nangong Ling also had a look of heartache and indignation. "Unfortunate for the family! Unfortunate for the family! Brother Zhao, Brother Ying, I have a daughter under my knee. She has been spoiled since childhood, which led her onto the wrong path and made her proficient in all kinds of evil arts."

Restricting her from going out on ordinary days didn't cause any problems.

But unexpectedly, in order to ensure her brother's safety, she actually refined the ancestor's corpse this time.

Everyone looked at each other.

This excuse was really outrageous.

But if Nangong Ling just shifted the blame like this, it seemed plausible.

Zhao Ji raised an eyebrow. "So, the Blood Source Gu has also fallen into her hands?"

"I don't know if there is a Blood Source Gu."

Nangong Ling looked guilty. "But if there is, it's very likely to be her!"

Zhao Ji smiled faintly. "Can it be cured?"

Upon hearing this, the people from the Zhao and Ying families who were infected with the Gu showed excited expressions.

Nangong Ling sighed. "I don't know where she learned it from. The Nangong family has a collection of various things, so I will try to find it!"

After speaking, he took out a jade slip from his pocket and pretended to examine it.

Just a moment later.

He revealed a smile. "Found it! Borrow some ink and paper!"

The sound of everyone exhaling in relief filled the air.

Zhao Ji gestured, and Zhao Kuo immediately crawled over and brought the ink and paper.

Nangong Ling took a deep breath and meticulously wrote down the corresponding Gu control techniques for the Blood Source Gu.

Breeding Gu, testing Gu, driving Gu, not a single word was missed.

Nangong Ling clasped his hands and sighed, "I neglected my duty, which led to my daughter committing a great mistake. Although the place where she refined the corpse is not in Jiangcheng, she caused a great disaster in Jiangcheng and violated the laws of the Li Kingdom! When we return to City Jing, I will immediately send someone to bring her back and await your punishment."Zhao Ji smiled faintly, "We don't know much about the art of poison. Brother Nangong, please stay for a few days after this to ensure the safety of these young people. After that, I will personally send you off."

Send Nangong away?

Nangong Ling's face darkened, "What about Yuer?"

Zhao Ji narrowed his eyes, "Although the ancestor's remains were not refined by my son, they were used by him. Brother Nangong, you can't deny this!"

Nangong Ling's face turned ugly, "Zhao Ji, what are you planning? Do you really think our Nangong family is so easily manipulated?"

Nangong Yuer, his only son, was his bottom line.

He could agree to any other conditions.

But if Nangong Yuer was involved, he would fight to the death, even if it meant breaking the rules of the Zhou royal family.

The bloodline family was the top priority.

Protecting the Zhou royal family was also indirectly protecting his own family.

At that moment, his true energy surged, and he seemed like a volcano about to erupt.

With his cultivation in the realm of comprehension and the support of an army of ten thousand soldiers, it was not impossible to escape with his son, even if it meant breaking the rules of the Zhou royal family.

"Nangong, don't be so quick to anger!" Zhao Ji smiled faintly. "My son's actions may be a mistake, but without Brother Ying's intervention, it would have led to a great disaster. Whether you take him back to discipline him or follow the laws of the Li Kingdom, it seems there are legitimate reasons."

This was a negotiation!

Nangong Ling narrowed his eyes, "What do you have in mind, Brother Zhao?"

Zhao Ji's smile was gentle, "The root cause of this disaster lies in the dangerous tomb of the bandits. Today, there is a beast inside that specifically harms the descendants of Zhuanxu, and tomorrow it could harm other families. My son is talented and doesn't seem like someone who would control evil corpses. It's likely that the body of the Martial Saint was influenced by the death energy in the tomb, leading to dangerous actions. Such a powerful creature, if brought back to City Jing, might one day ruin the reputation of the Zhou royal family and the Nangong family. The Zhou royal family is the origin of etiquette and wisdom in the world, and it must not be destroyed by such a creature. How about this? Leave the tomb in the Li Kingdom, and I can guarantee that it will not be claimed as our own. When all the dangers and evil spirits in the tomb are cleared, it will be returned to the Nangong family!"

Nangong Ling exclaimed, his whole body trembling with anger.

Zhao Ji!

You are so greedy!

You dare to claim the tomb of the bandits?

Inside is the ancient capital of City Jing, not to mention the vast collection of books in the Grand Historian's Office and the precious treasures that are of great importance to the world, even if the Muye Stele is damaged by fifty percent, it is still a treasure that concerns the world.

And you want to take it?

But Zhao Ji's threat was also clear. If he didn't agree, it would result in the complete collapse of the reputation of the Zhou royal family and the Nangong family.

And his son, perhaps...

Ying Wuji grinned. He knew that his father-in-law was not an easy opponent.

He was not the kind of person who would eat and not leave any bones.

How could he let Nangong Ling easily get away with it?

Disabling Nangong Yuer was too risky and could easily backfire.

If it were before, encountering a Spirit Fetus of the First Rank like Nangong Yuer would definitely result in a quick elimination.

But now...

Kingdom Qian had Ying Wuque.

In the Li Kingdom, Zhao Ning also had the hope of breaking through to the First Rank Spirit Fetus, and there was also the Emperor's Blood that improved his physique.

Letting Nangong Yuer go back might indeed be a threat.

But if he was afraid of such a threat, he shouldn't even think about becoming a king.

Moreover, Nangong Yuer was just a mere pawn.

Why should he be compared to the value of the tomb of the bandits?

Ying Yue laughed heartily, "That's right! Such a valuable treasure of the Central Plains indeed requires the united efforts of heroes from all over the world to protect it. However, it is not appropriate to leave it only in the Li Kingdom. My suggestion is to place it at the border between Kingdom Qian and Kingdom Li, where the two countries can support each other and supervise each other, ensuring that all the heroes of the world can enter the tomb of the bandits legally."

Zhao Ji frowned, "Brother Ying, you are being unfair..."

"I agree!"

Nangong Ling gritted his teeth, "Let it be in Anyi! It is close to Kingdom Qian and City Jing. That's settled!"

Anyi!

It was located on the border between Kingdom Qian and Kingdom Li, and it was also the junction of the Zhao and Wei families' territories.

This place was already the limit he could accept.

Under the balance of power, the Zhou royal family might be able to send people in.

Although the Muye Stele would definitely be controlled by the Ying and Zhao families in Kingdom Qian, Li Kingdom, and even the Zhou royal family, apart from the Zhou royal family and Jiang Taiyuan, no one else knew the spell to rewrite the Muye Stele.

Everything had a chance.

Zhao Ji said with a smile, "Good!"

Ying Yue said, "Good!"

The ownership of the tomb was settled.

After all, both the Ying and Zhao families had put in a lot of effort this time, and Anyi was acceptable to both sides. Although there was a Wei family nearby, if they pushed further, Nangong Ling might really be pushed to the brink.

Zhao Ji smiled, "Since it's settled, Brother Nangong! We don't know much about the art of poison, and although you are also unfamiliar with it, it is still part of the Nangong family's collection. Please treat these young people's injuries!"

"Of course! Such talents should not be lost to poisons!"

Nangong Ling stroked his beard, forcing a smile on his face.

This trip to Jiang was a loss!

Not only did the alliance with the Ji family fail, even the tomb of the bandits was lost.

The reputation of the Zhou royal family was greatly damaged.

Even his own daughter was implicated.

Nangong Ling regretted it!Originally, the call to rebuild the glory of the Ji clan was completely shattered.

He gritted his teeth and could only watch the two kings leave.

In the end, he shook his head helplessly and beckoned to Mi Xingli and Xiang Ding, "Come! Let me heal your injuries!"

...

He gave a satisfactory explanation to the outsiders and dismissed everyone outside.

The grand gathering of the Hundred Families came to an end.

The members of the Ji clan left one after another, none of them willing to mention what happened inside the tomb.

The people from the Chu Kingdom and the Zhao clan who were not affected by the poison also breathed a sigh of relief and left with lingering fear.

Tian Wenjing looked speechless. "Does anyone understand? Can someone tell me how you all entered the Grand Historian's Office?"

Soon, everyone outside dispersed.

Zhao Ji patted Ying Wuji's back with a smile. "Wuji! You did well this time. Let the king see if you're injured or not."

"Return to the king! No problem, I've used the trump card you gave me!"

Ying Wuji smiled and arched his hand. The trump card he mentioned was naturally the drop of Emperor Zhuanxu's blood. Although it was used to ignite his blood, the battle wasn't too intense, so only thirty percent of it was ignited until now. The remaining seventy percent would naturally not be wasted. After all, it helped solve the major problem of the Zhao clan's bloodline. He could confidently keep it.

This time, the old man really went all out, bringing out both Emperor Zhuanxu's blood and the Blood Ignition Technique.

"It's alright, it's alright!"

Zhao Ji laughed and stroked his beard. "Go and heal your injuries. I've already informed the imperial physician to bring precious treasures and wait for you. It's a good opportunity to consolidate your cultivation and witness the battle between experts in the Enlightenment Realm. Rest until tonight, and we'll discuss the marriage!"

"Alright! I'll take my leave, Your Majesty!"

Ying Wuji smiled and arched his hand.

Ying Yue became anxious. "Hey, that's my son!"

"I almost forgot!"

Ying Wuji also arched his hand. "This, Your Majesty, I'll take my leave as well!"

After speaking, he followed the imperial physician and left.

Zhao Ji stroked his beard and laughed heartily. "Ying old friend, you've really given me a good son-in-law!"

Ying Yue: "???"

He looked at Ying Wuji's departing figure and felt lost in his heart.

Although the situation almost fell under the control of the alliance between the Wujiao and the Ji clan, it was ultimately due to the overwhelming pressure from the Enlightenment Realm experts on the younger generation.

During this period, whether it was Ying Wuji's decision-making during command or his leadership as a leader, he had reached a remarkably excellent level.

At least not inferior to himself when he was young.

If he was properly cultivated, given time, he could become an outstanding minister, or even a king.

But now.

This son of his had become someone else's son-in-law.

And Ying Wuji's behavior clearly showed his resentment towards him, deliberately provoking him.

For a moment, he felt a little lost.

Was his son really inferior to Ying Wuque?

This thought flashed by and disappeared.

The strategy of agricultural warfare was the best way for the Qian Kingdom to unify. There was no need for so many fancy tricks.

He had confidence that under his guidance, Ying Wuque would definitely become the most suitable monarch for the Qian Kingdom.

But when he looked at his old friend's triumphant look, Ying Yue couldn't express his dissatisfaction. "Find me a quiet place. I want to seclude myself and expel the poison!"

Although it was an external incarnation, it still had to return to its original form.

Before returning, he had to completely expel the poison, and it happened to be a good opportunity to keep an eye on the young people from the Zhao and Mi families, so as to prevent Nangong Ling from playing tricks.

"Alright!"

Zhao Ji laughed heartily. "When you come out of seclusion, the two of us brothers won't return until we're drunk!"

...

An hour later.

In a secluded courtyard.

Ying Wuji stretched lazily and stood up from the medicinal bath, feeling content.

He felt energetic and his spirit had been elevated to a new level.

The blood in his body seemed to have become vigorous and abundant under the influence of Emperor Zhuanxu's blood.

And the pure demonic energy condensed in his dantian gave him a feeling of floating and transcending.

【Essence】: 40109 (12th level of refining essence, 33,609/50,000)

【Energy】: 44301 (12th level of condensing energy, 37,801/50,000)

【Spirit】: 38999 (12th level of gathering spirit, 32,499/50,000)

After the deduction of the Hundred Families' calculations, he continuously gained a large number of attribute points through the reform and the reputation of his master. This time, he also harvested a large number of attribute points inside and outside the tomb.

The attribute points that entered the thirteenth level had already consumed most of them.

With the completion of the academy, more and more students from the Hundred Families would gradually learn about the content, and the attribute points would definitely continue to increase.

But there was no need to rush.

After all, his essence, energy, and spirit attributes had completely overwhelmed all cultivators below the Fetal Transformation Realm. His true strength was at least higher than that of a fourth-grade Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator. Coupled with his versatile methods, he could even contend against a third-grade Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator.

Except for freaks like Li Caitan, who had almost reached the peak of the Mixed Yuan True Qi.

But he could definitely be considered a genuine expert in the Fetal Transformation Realm.

Moreover.

"Deploy the Bean Soldiers!"

Ying Wuji was conservative and only scattered ten soybeans.

In the room, ten shirtless muscular men appeared. This should be his current usage limit.The so-called scattering beans into soldiers is ultimately puppetry. Each puppet maintains the purest instinct for battle and does not require any spiritual power to control.

Otherwise, even if a god came, their brain would not be enough to control ten thousand people.

Of course...

The consumption of true qi and mana is real.

But Ying Wuji has mastered the ability to absorb energy from the outside world rapidly with the blooming of flowers.

Coupled with the Nangong battle formation, it is a powerful perpetual meat grinder. Even if he encounters Li Caitan again, he should not be at a disadvantage.

Encountering the mortal world...

To be honest, it's quite troublesome!

But as long as the mortal world's true body doesn't come, he should still be able to retreat unscathed. The price he pays is just a few soybeans.

Moreover...

Ying Wuji also possesses an extremely powerful spell.

Thread Manipulation Puppetry!

It is a secret technique that bursts out from the mortal world's body, and it is also a top-level puppet manipulation technique.

Within a hundred miles, he can freely control puppets with extremely high precision, even down to micro-expressions.

With it, these soybean soldiers are his most capable weapons and can secretly accomplish many things.

"Awesome!"

Ying Wuji's mouth curled up in a crazy smile.

From today onwards.

Don't call me Ying Wuji anymore.

I have changed my name!

Two characters: Ma Le!

From now on, I'll be called Ying Ma Le!

In this tomb game, I am the biggest winner.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The sound of knocking on the door rang out, followed by the voice of a palace maid.

"Lord Husband, His Majesty summons you to Chongli Palace!"

"Right away!"

Ying Wuji put away the soybeans and changed into clean clothes.

The little white fox opened its sleepy eyes and transformed into a white fluff, curling up in Ying Wuji's arms.

Full of spirit.

With a majestic stride.

In no time, he arrived at the entrance of the side hall of Chongli Palace.

Looking inside, he found that there was only Zhao Ji alone.

He was wearing casual clothes and playing with the food and wine on the table.

It should be a family meal.

"Father King, your son requests an audience!"

"Just come in directly!"

Zhao Ji smiled and waved at him.

Ying Wuji walked in with big strides, smiling and asking, "Where's my father?"

"He's in seclusion. It's estimated that he won't come out until tomorrow."

"Then what about Prince Ning and my mother-in-law?"

Ying Wuji looked at the table full of food, feeling curious. "It's not quite appropriate for just the two of us to discuss the marriage, right?"

"You can't wait, huh?"

Zhao Ji laughed heartily. "The marriage needs to be settled quickly, but we still have to wait for your father to come out of seclusion! Today, it's just the two of us having a drink as father-in-law and son-in-law. Let's not mention anything else for now! Have a seat!"

"Alright! Father King, I toast to you!"

Ying Wuji sat down opposite Zhao Ji with a smile and respectfully raised a glass of wine to him.

Zhao Ji finished the drink in one gulp, feeling relieved. "There are many people during the day, and many things are inconvenient to mention. Tell me in detail what exactly happened, especially... the bloodline!"

Ying Wuji no longer dawdled this time and told the whole story in detail.

Finally, he asked, "Father King, how should we deal with Li Caitan and the royal family?"

He was still concerned about this issue.

Zhao Ji stroked his beard. "Li Caitan was able to help you at a critical moment, which surprised me a bit. But she is still in a coma now. We'll ask her after she wakes up.

As for the royal family, I have sent Zhao Ning to persuade and appease them. The younger generation of the Zhao family has already begun to doubt Zhao Ying's decisions.

You did a good job. Although it was a bit cunning to make them swear a blood oath, it effectively brought the power of the royal family under our control.

And protecting the wounded soldiers also won the hearts of the people.

I didn't expect that the stone that was smelly and hard in the royal family could be cracked open by you."

"Father King, you flatter me!"

Ying Wuji smiled and responded.

The royal family was indeed a big problem.

Although they had been in a united front with the royal family before.

But since the reform began, they had started to act against the royal family in secret.

However, Zhao Ji, as the respected King Li, had high prestige, and the younger generation of the royal family was already wavering.

After this incident, his control over the royal family would undoubtedly reach a new level.

Zhao Ji sighed. "The most important thing is that you have solved the problem of the royal family's bloodline. The tragedy of the princesses was orchestrated by me. Although they were sacrificed, you have also settled their karma.

I owe them too much. After we get married, you must take good care of them for me, understand?"

"I understand!"

Ying Wuji couldn't help but chuckle. He clearly saw that "Zhao Ling" and Tang Tang were not among those sacrificed.

Zhao Ji laughed, "Speaking of which, which two princesses have caught your eye? Since there's no one else here tonight, I can summon them all for you to see! Remember, keep it a secret!"

So that's why it was just the two of them drinking tonight!

It makes sense, after all, they are from the royal family.

Marrying two princesses is already the limit.

Calling them all out would indeed be embarrassing for the father-in-law.

But if you call... are you willing to call out the real main character?

Ying Wuji smiled, "No need to trouble yourself. I can directly draw their appearances for you!"

"Oh? You're also skilled in painting?"

"Just a little..."

"Wuji, how many surprises do you still have that I don't know about?"Zhao Ji couldn't help but stroke his beard and laugh heartily, "Go ahead and draw! Get your own brush, ink, paper, and inkstone!"

"Alright!"

Ying Wuji chuckled and headed towards the desk, rubbing his hands together in excitement along the way.

He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

He had just made a significant contribution.

Lao Bideng was also in seclusion within the palace.

Although it was just an external incarnation.

But it was no different from the presence of Qian Wang, and the effect was definitely better than any minister.

It was the perfect time to make a big request.

Even if his father-in-law cherished his two daughters, he couldn't possibly refuse.

With a flourish of his brush, he began to paint.

The two women in the painting came to life.

"Father! I've finished the painting!"

"Let me see... No! I'll come over and look!"

Zhao Ji's face was also filled with smiles.

Having such a good son-in-law was a great joy in life.

He strode over to the desk.

Upon seeing the appearances of the two women in the painting, the smile on his face froze instantly.

(End of Chapter)