The next day.

People from all over the world rushed from Jiangcheng to Anyi.

This movement was not small.

Since the envoy of the Kingdom of Qian appeared in the Kingdom of Li, the royal families of various vassal states and famous clans all received invitations from the Zhou royal family and sent a large number of talented individuals from their clans.

Counting them all up, there were thousands of people coming to Anyi to find the Muye Stele.

In addition to the servants and guards, there were about five thousand people in total.

The momentum was strong.

But the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.

Because reviving a family's bloodline required a lot of essence and blood from talented individuals, which caused severe damage to their foundations. If too much was taken, it could even result in lifelong disabilities.

Of course, if it was more extreme, killing chickens to get their eggs was also possible.

So, many of the people present were criminals from various clans, with handcuffs and shackles on their hands and feet.

They all had pale faces and looked hopeless. Although they were brought here, they had committed serious crimes.

But did it have to be like this?

Draining their bloodlines and turning them into cripples.

This is even more unbearable than killing us!

And if you want to drain blood, why not just bring the blood directly? Why do you have to bring people here to drain it, just because of the insignificant amount of half-formed energy?

"They are all pitiful!"

Gongsun Di looked at these young people, feeling a bit uncomfortable. Their definition of talent was breaking through to the fifth-grade Lingtai in the Fetal Transformation Realm or stabilizing their breakthrough above the fifth-grade Lingtai.

So who are these people?

To be called talented, they must be at least fifth-grade Lingtai or above.

Regardless of their talent, they must have put in a great deal of effort.

After finally breaking through to the Fetal Transformation Realm and reaching a turning point in their lives, they were sacrificed by their families.

The major clans also paid a heavy price this time.

"What's there to pity?"

Ying Wuque, who was riding a horse, also glanced at those people with a disdainful expression. "They are called talented, but they are just like that.

If they were truly talented and reached the third-grade Lingtai, they would definitely be treated as treasures by their families. How could they bear to sacrifice them?

They lack talent and don't work hard in cultivation.

Now they have become useless, who can they blame?"

Gongsun Di: "..."

He could only remain silent in response to Ying Wuque's words.

If it weren't for Ying Wuque's cultivation being so difficult and abnormal, he would have cursed him long ago.

There's nothing he can do.

In this world, there are people with naturally strong talents, as well as the most resources and the best teachers. They easily reach heights that others can't reach in their entire lives, and then look down on all living beings, saying, "Why are you all so lazy?"

As Ying Wuji put it, these people are called Heavenly Dragon people.

They simply don't know how difficult it is for ordinary people to cultivate, how many detours they have to take without a famous teacher guiding them, and how much extra effort they have to put in due to the lack of cultivation resources.

Gongsun Di can also be considered a talent, but his father cultivated him as a bastard. The most common thing his father said to him was, "Your current status and everything you have now, 90% of it didn't come from your own efforts, so you have no right to be proud."

There's nothing he can do.

That's just how the world is.

"Gongsun, my friend!"

Ying Wuque suddenly spoke, "Are you familiar with Jiangcheng?"

Gongsun Di nodded slightly, "It's alright. After we return, I can take the young master around."

He thought Ying Wuque was just too busy during this period and wanted to relax. After all, these days, besides socializing, all he did was cultivate. This person was arrogant and never joked about self-discipline.

Ying Wuque looked around and whispered, "Do you know where I can meet the Crown Princess?"

He had been thinking about this question all night yesterday.

After all, only by killing Li Caimei.

Could he possibly develop his own career while ensuring pure love.

After all, he could see that the Li family wanted to make a big bet on the Kingdom of Qian, and the king also wanted to swallow the Li family. The problem of the Kun Cheng body was indeed difficult to solve, but he could try to make up for it with quantity. If he had more pure love with Li family girls, it might be possible to give birth to the body of Emperor Zhuanxu.

As long as he could give birth to the body of Emperor Zhuanxu, everything would be solved.

Even if he couldn't give birth to it, having a large number of sons from the Li family would be enough to reassure the Li family.

As for those Li family women.

For the sake of pure love, they could only be tearfully brought into the harem.

Ying Wuque knew that his plan was beautiful, and there would definitely be resistance, but it might not be impossible to achieve.

Because the Ying royal family had too few descendants, Ying Yue dreamed of the royal family being able to branch out.

It was also fortunate that Ying Wuji had solved the problem of the royal bloodline. This waste was not completely useless.

The only premise was that Li Caimei couldn't survive.

Gongsun Di didn't know what he was thinking, so he thought he was anxious and explained in a low voice, "The Crown Princess rarely leaves the palace during normal times. I have been in Jiangcheng for so long and only saw her once at the young master's wedding.

The young master doesn't have to be in such a hurry to see her. I can assure you that she is a rare beauty."

When Gongsun Di said this, he felt a bit strange in his heart.

Although it was common in the noble circle to give each other concubines or take widows from other families as their own, they were still loving couples, and he was targeting the legitimate wife.

And she was the Crown Princess.

It was a bit too strange.

What kind of behavior was this?

Although Gongsun Di knew that for politics, this matter had far more benefits than drawbacks.

But his simple values still couldn't accept this.

It's too abnormal.

Ying Wuque frowned slightly.

Beauty?

What's the use of beauty!

It affects my pure love. Even if she looks like a Heavenly Immortal, she's just a piece of shit in front of me.

And this Gongsun Di, you look decent, but you still want to persuade me to accept all this?

Too abnormal.Ying Wuque shook his head and decided not to think about this matter for the time being, because Kun Cheng's talent was also not bad, and according to reliable information, the Crown Princess had already condensed into a second-grade spirit fetus.

Although in his eyes, a second-grade spirit fetus was not even as good as dog shit, he still hadn't condensed a spirit fetus himself. Even with the body of Emperor Zhuanxu, he couldn't possibly defeat Li Caimei.

He could only break through as soon as possible, but breaking through was not that simple. It was unknown whether he could break through before the Sword Immortal Conference, and after the conference, he would probably have to return home.

Headache!

How can he kill someone?

The more Ying Wuque had a headache, the more anger he felt in his heart, and his gaze involuntarily turned towards Li Xiejiang.

It's all because of this bastard!

If he is forced to give up pure love in the future.

Once he gets the chance, he will kill this bastard.

...

"Hiss..."

For some reason, Li Xiejiang suddenly shivered and felt as if he was being stared at by a ghost that crawled out of the Nine Hells.

Strange!

I, Li Xiejiang, have never done anything wrong, so why would someone hold such a grudge against me?

Illusion!

It must be an illusion.

"Brother Li! What's wrong with you?"

The people around him asked with concern.

Li Xiejiang smiled and explained, "It's nothing, I'm just feeling a bit cold because I'm wearing thin clothes!"

This smile came from the bottom of his heart.

Because the people surrounding him now were all young elites from influential families, and they approached him not for any other reason, but to invite him and the Li family.

After all, in everyone's eyes, the division of the Li Kingdom was already a done deal with the establishment of the Ji Clan Alliance.

It was a matter of urgency for the Li family to settle in which country.

The Li family's status was already high before.

But they had never enjoyed such treatment before.

His vanity was greatly satisfied.

But...

The destination of the Li family had already been decided. Yesterday, during the negotiations with the King of Qian, both sides had already agreed that once the Li Kingdom was divided, the Kingdom of Qian would immediately send troops to escort the Li clan members to Qian.

Even if it meant offending the Zhao clan, it was worth it. After all, after the division, the Zhao clan would definitely not want to go to war and would definitely join forces with the Kingdom of Qian to resist the Ji Clan Alliance in the short term.

The Zhao clan wouldn't turn their backs!

In addition, the Li clan's fief was relatively close to the Kingdom of Qian, so sending troops from Qian to rescue them would minimize the casualties of the Li clan.

Even the Li clan members in Jiangcheng would receive secret assistance from the Kingdom of Qian.

The conditions were too generous.

That's why the head of the Li clan agreed. After all, the head of the clan was in Jiangcheng and he was afraid of death too.

Li Xiejiang was pleased with himself. As long as the Li clan took root in the Kingdom of Qian, he would be the Li clan's greatest contributor, and becoming the future head of the clan was a sure thing.

One person said, "How about it? Brother Li, after the Mu Ye Stele is completed, come to our Qi Kingdom for a drink?"

Another person quickly interrupted, "Or come to our Chu Kingdom, the waists of our Chu Kingdom's beauties are so slim!"

A person in a fiery red robe shook his head, "Can it compare to the hotness of the women in our Flame Kingdom?"

All this talk of drinking and beauties was just an excuse, they just wanted the main branch of the Li family to move over, after all, the quality of the main branch women was the highest.

Li Xiejiang had been surrounded by these olive branches for the past few days, and he felt that this couldn't go on. "I will definitely consider everyone's proposal, but the schedule is too tight right now. How about we discuss this after the completion of the Mu Ye Stele, over a drink?"

The others exchanged glances. Although they were somewhat unwilling, they could only nod in agreement.

In fact, they also felt that surrounding Li Xiejiang like this would make them appear cheap.

But there was no other way!

Everyone knew that once the matter of the Mu Ye Stele was over, the Li Kingdom would instantly collapse, and the competition for the division of the spoils would mainly be between the Zhao, Wei, and Han families.

They, as outsiders, could only get a share from the Li family.

That's why many people had been in contact with the various branches of the Li family these days, hoping that one of the branches of the Li family would settle in their country.

However, no one had received a response.

It was about to be divided, how could they not have any idea?

But since Li Xiejiang had said so, they had no choice but to disperse reluctantly.

A young man in black clothes rode his horse to the side of Han Zhe's carriage and jumped directly onto it.

"Father! Second Uncle! The Li family still hasn't given a response."

Han Liu, the young man in black clothes, saluted Han Zhe and Han You, his expression somewhat solemn.

He was Han Zhe's illegitimate son, but now he was only an illegitimate son in name. The relationship between the Han and Zheng families had basically broken down. Not only had Zheng's father and daughter fled to the palace, but many of the Zheng family's descendants in Han Tu had been removed from their official positions.

Zheng Yuan, the main wife, was already in name only.

And Han Liu's mother was about to become the new main wife.

All because Han Liu was outstanding and had already condensed into a third-grade spirit fetus, making him a rare genius in the Han family.

Han Zhe glanced in the direction of the Li family, his brows slightly furrowed.

Now his situation in the Han family was not good, the prestige he had built up over the years was somewhat shaken.

And his good second brother had gained a lot of prestige because of the Kingdom of Qian's affairs.

He needed some means to stabilize his prestige.

Han Juan was one of them.

Contacting the Li family was also one of them.

But he didn't expect that the Li family would be so ungrateful and not even give face to his eldest brother! If I were the eldest brother, I would directly send troops to warn them."

Han Zhe said calmly, "But the second brother is not the head of the family yet, so let's suppress the urge to send troops for now."

Han You said, "..."

He touched his nose in annoyance. When Han Zhe said such words, he couldn't refute them.

During this period of time, his reputation in the Han family had indeed soared.

But it was only a rise in reputation, and it was far from enough to shake Han Zhe's position as the head of the family.

He could only wait for Han Zhe to make a mistake.

But his eldest brother, Han Xie, was as steady as an old dog. He would rather do nothing than make a mistake.

Even if he made a mistake, sacrificing a son would be enough to settle it. Who could withstand that?

Han You had already done his best, but he still felt that the position of the head of the family was far away.

He could see that the establishment of the country was imminent.

After the establishment of the country.

Han Zhe was very likely to become the King of Han.

The pressure on him was quite heavy!

Han Liu smiled and agreed, "Uncle, there's no need to worry. Father is wise and must have already figured out a way to deal with it. Moreover, our Han family has many talented individuals. When the Ji family merges with us, we will be one of the closest branches to the main lineage. We will definitely have many talented individuals. Why bother about the departure of someone from the Li family?"

What he said was not wrong. The Han family didn't need to worry too much because their system for cultivating talent was quite complete.

They were not lacking in mid-level talents.

The Zhou royal family had also promised the Han family that after the merger, the Wei and Han families would be rewarded for their contributions. Not only did they have the most casualties in the blood fusion this time, but their status in the family tree would be second only to the Ji family. They would gain the most benefits from the bloodline rules.

The Li family was just a branch, and at most, they could only add to the glory.

Han You sneered and looked at him with a mocking gaze. "Nephew, you really know how to talk. No wonder you are favored by your father. But I remember that you used to be the third in the family. Do you know why I call you nephew?"

Han Liu: "..."

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How could he not know?

Because both the eldest and second nephew were gone, he, the third nephew, became the eldest.

Just thinking about how Han Xie died silently in the Flying Fish Guards' prison.

After Han Wei's tongue was cut off, he couldn't bear the humiliation and severed his meridians while cultivating.

Even Han Juan was now in the prison wagon behind the carriage.

He felt a chill down his spine.

To be honest.

He agreed with Han You's words: being the most favored son of Han Zhe was a dangerous identity that not just anyone could handle!

But Han You's monkey-like gaze made him very unhappy.

He was about to retort when Han Zhe interrupted in a calm tone, "Liu'er, come down with me."

"Yes!"

Han Liu respectfully agreed and glanced at Han You before jumping off the carriage with Han Zhe.

The father and son walked slowly, allowing themselves to fall behind the convoy.

Han Zhe said in a calm tone, "Your mental cultivation is still not enough!"

"I know my mistake!"

Han Liu quickly agreed, but he still felt dissatisfied and said, "I just can't stand how Uncle is trying to sow discord between us father and son. Over the years, you have worked hard for the Han family, and he has received a lot of care from you. Now he is opposing you at every turn. I feel sorry for you, Father."

Han Zhe nodded, "I'm glad you have this kind of heart. But if you can't control your temper, how can you become the Crown Prince in the future?"

When he heard the words "Crown Prince," Han Liu's heart skipped a beat.

Although he had secretly fantasized about it many times, being mentioned by Han Zhe still made him excited and trembling all over.

Just think about it!

When the Han family establishes the country, if his father doesn't become the King of Han, who else can?

If his father becomes the King of Han.

Then he, the future eldest legitimate son, would be the Crown Prince, right?

Even if the alliance with the Ji family fails this time.

The establishment of the Han country is already a certainty.

Hold on.

The future looks promising for our family!

Han Zhe continued, "Regardless, he is still your uncle. Speaking disrespectfully to elders can easily attract criticism!"

Han Liu quickly bowed, "I have learned my lesson!"

Han Zhe: "..."

You said "I have learned my lesson" too quickly, it makes me uncomfortable as your father!

The father and son walked too slowly.

The carriage had already traveled a long distance, and the position of the father and son gradually approached the prison wagon.

Although many talented individuals who were being escorted here had made mistakes, most of them still dressed decently and were worthy of being in the prison wagon.

Han Juan was one of the few handsome ones.

Although the prison wagon was quite clean, his Dao robe didn't look dirty either.

But it was still not spring, and coupled with his severe injuries, his body was extremely weak. He was freezing in the cold wind like a grandson.

Han Juan huddled his neck and tucked his sleeves, lazily greeting Han Zhe and Han Liu who jumped onto the prison wagon, "Oh! Father King and Brother King have come to see me!"

His voice wasn't loud.

But it wasn't small either.

It attracted the attention of many people, although most of them were from the Han family.

But it still made Han Zhe's face look unpleasant, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Han Juan sniffed his nose and coughed as he said, "Just congratulating in advance!"

"Hmph!"

Han Zhe coldly snorted, but seeing his pitiful appearance, he took out a bottle of elixir from his pocket and handed him a pill, saying, "A pill to keep warm!"

Han Juan shook his head and smiled, "There are many ways to keep warm. The most wasteful one is using elixirs, and the cheapest one is also elixirs. Father King, you should take it back!"

Seeing that he still didn't care, Han Zhe felt a surge of anger in his heart, "If it weren't for you opposing me and the Han family everywhere, would you have ended up in this situation? Let me ask you, what have you done that made me release you from the prison wagon?"

Han Juan smiled lightly and asked, "Then let me ask you, Father King, what have I done?"

Han Zhe's gaze turned dark, "Why did you destroy the Muye Stele?"

"For the sake of the overall situation."

"Don't mention the overall situation! Your actions have already angered the world!"

"Is it the anger of the world or the anger of the Ji family?""Is there a difference? Before drawing the sword on the Muye Monument, did you ever think that this would put the Han family in a difficult position?"

"Since the beginning of the Ji clan, no one has said that the Han family must participate in the alliance."

"How can we survive without participating in the alliance? The future of the Han family is difficult, something you, who have wasted twenty years, cannot understand."

Han Zhe was really angry. The thing he regrets the most now is sending Han Juan to cultivate. After being tormented by those Taoists, everything he says and does emits a stench of being sober while everyone else is drunk.

Han Juan calmly said, "The Ji clan's alliance is a backward move. Under the current circumstances, why doesn't Father think about whether the future is a dead end?"

Han Zhe was about to burst into laughter. "You say this is a dead end, then tell me what the future is? Do we have to surrender to the Zhao clan, give up our land and titles, and compete with those commoners for official positions?"

Han Juan smiled and said, "Without titles and bloodline, is the Han family's knowledge and education worse than that of the poor commoners?"

Han Zhe choked for a moment. "You're twisting the truth!"

For the first time, disappointment appeared in Han Juan's eyes.

He shook his head and sighed lightly. "It's useless to talk to someone who is ignorant."

"You are truly a rebellious son!"

Han Zhe snorted in anger and threw the medicine bottle to Han Liu. "Keep an eye on him and don't let him die!"

After saying that, he glared at Han Juan fiercely and jumped off the carriage, leaving directly.

Han Liu held the medicine bottle with a complicated expression.

Although he knew that Han Juan was already a dead man, he couldn't help but feel jealous.

Other sons died quietly, but when did Han Zhe care so much about them and say so much to this person who is destined to die?

It can only mean one thing.

Han Zhe cares about this son.

Or rather.

Han Zhe only cares about this son.

If it weren't for a series of changes, once the Han family established their kingdom, Han Liu had no doubt that Han Zhe would pass on the position of the crown prince to Han Juan.

It's just that someone doesn't know how to appreciate it and becomes arrogant. Such a good situation has been ruined like this.

Han Liu glanced at Han Juan, whose condition was extremely poor, and couldn't help but show a mocking expression. "Juan, you really disappointed Father!"

Han Juan smiled faintly and asked, "Oh? Your Highness, do you think the position of the crown prince came too easily?"

Han Liu: "..."

He felt a bit suffocated.

It is rumored that Han Juan's divination skills were learned from a descendant of the Yin-Yang family, and now it seems to be true.

These strange and ambiguous words are really unbearable.

Han Liu snorted, "As a member of the Han family, everything you do is detrimental to the Han family. You have brought harm to yourself and the entire maternal clan. Yet, you still have the face to pretend to be clear-minded here. It's truly ridiculous!"

Han Juan lazily yawned, "Your Highness can say whatever you want!"

This indifferent attitude made Han Liu even more displeased. A phoenix that has landed is not as good as a chicken, and he doesn't know why this former legitimate son is acting so arrogantly.

But just as he was about to speak, he heard a voice, "Hey! Brother Han, which Highness scolded you?"

Han Liu turned his head and saw Ying Wuji riding a spirited horse leisurely approaching.

Ying Wuji looked Han Liu up and down and said, "Hmm? This Highness seems quite familiar, feels like I've seen him somewhere."

Han Liu: "???"

He snorted coldly, "What does the Lord Marquis have to say about our family affairs?"

Ying Wuji smiled and waved his hand, "I dare not comment, I just wanted to catch up with Brother Han and have a chat. I didn't expect to run into the family affairs of His Highness. I heard that this should be the former Highness of the Zheng Kingdom. Zheng Xiong, please forgive my ignorance."

Han Liu: "???"

Ying Wuji arched his hand, "Apologies, Zheng Xiong. I have something to discuss with your cousin. Can you give us some space?"

Han Liu sneered and directly got off the carriage and left.

Although it is an undeniable fact that the Li Kingdom will be divided into three, it has not yet happened, so he still has to give this Marquis some face.

You acted so convincingly.

Almost fooled me!

After Han Liu left, Han Juan lazily looked at Ying Wuji and said, "Brother Ying, it's been a long time since we last met. What brings you here to find this poor Daoist?"

Ying Wuji smacked his lips and knew that Han Juan was reminding him not to get involved.

He smiled and said, "Actually, there's nothing in particular. It's just that I felt a connection with Daoist last time we met and wanted to have a chat."

Brother.

We do know each other.

Let's talk freely!

Han Juan waved his hand, "As a dying person, there's no need for just a chat."

"Chatting is not the main point, I just can't stand Han Liu's arrogance."

Ying Wuji pursed his lips and subconsciously added, "Hua Liu is the one who is hanging!"

Han Juan: "Huh?"

He was a little confused, feeling that Ying Wuji's words were a bit abstract.

Ying Wuji sighed lightly, "I didn't expect Daoist to be so carefree and open-minded, but still be hurt by family affection. It seems that one cannot easily escape from the mortal world."

Han Juan smiled and shook his head, "Brother Ying must have misunderstood. When was I hurt by family affection?"

Ying Wuji asked in return, "If Daoist wasn't hurt by family affection, why did you say so much to your father when you were about to die?"

Han Juan paused for a moment, he didn't speak, and tiredly rubbed his temples.

He didn't know if this was what his master meant by being contaminated by the mortal world.

He looked up, "Brother Ying, is there anything else?"

Ying Wuji spread his hands, "Nothing! It's just that I stole a jade pendant from Daoist during the last encounter in the cemetery. I don't know if I can return it to Daoist."

Han Juan sighed, "Let it be as it is!"

Ying Wuji said, "Farewell!"

Han Juan: "No need to see me off!"

Ying Wuji nodded and turned his horse around to leave.

Today, Han Juan seemed more fragile than before.

And he had a bit more human touch.Although I used to feel that this person was not bad, there was always a sense of "I am the trend" about him.

Now he seems like a decent person.

I just don't know what his plans are, whether this plan will succeed, and if he will survive.

"Ah..."

Ying Wuji sat on the horse's back and glanced around, seeing a mix of joy and sorrow.

Some people see a bright future ahead.

Some people see a bleak life.

This Muye Monument.

It's really causing some trouble.

...

In the blink of an eye, several days passed.

Anyi, a hundred miles northwest, was originally a vast and barren rocky field, but now it stands a city full of ruins.

This is the old capital of Da Zhou.

It happened to be located at the border between Qianli and Kingdom Li.

This city seems to be shrouded in the shadow of a bronze plate, isolating it from the outside world. There are also patrols from both Qianli and Kingdom Li, each patrolling their own territory. Although there is no interaction between them, there seems to be a faint sound of swords and soldiers in the air.

After everyone arrived.

The two armies of the two countries let them pass, and five thousand people entered the tomb.

During the last trip to the tomb, the old capital's Jiuding Formation was re-established. Although with the current power of the Zhou royal family, the Jiuding Formation will eventually loosen, at least for now, the Jiuding is still in its original position, making it easy to find the location of the Muye Monument.

The Muye Monument is still the same.

Tall.

Tower-like.

But dim.

The accompanying ritual officials immediately arranged the venue.

The Muye Monument was established with Da Zhou and holds a high position in ceremonial rituals. Today, the bloodline rules in the Muye Monument are also executed according to the Zhou ritual.

The officials sent by the Zhou royal family and the royal families of Qianli and Kingdom Li are in charge of the Zhou ritual.

So.

Ying Wuji joined two familiar people.

Nangong Yu and Ying Wuque.

One is the body of Emperor Zhuanxu.

One is the body of acquired Earth Virtue.

They are all here.

Yes!

The body of acquired Earth Virtue should be successful.

At first, Ying Wuji thought that the "Fetus Refining" method mentioned by Nangong Yan was just a joke, but later he gave her thousands of lashes and she confessed everything.

The Fetus Refining method.

It's real.

And the dead fetus that was refined.

It is indeed their child.

Yes.

They really have a child.

At first, Nangong Yu wanted to achieve the body of acquired Earth Virtue through the Muye Monument, but he did not expect to fail and instead used the Fetus Refining technique, which should also be successful.

Now Nangong Yu has already condensed into a first-grade spiritual fetus, plus the body of acquired Earth Virtue, he can be considered extraordinary.

However, Nangong Yu is particularly low-key this time.

He has been silently staying in the team sent by the Zhou royal family.

Ying Wuji went to talk to him, but he couldn't find him.

But this time he caught him.

Ying Wuji looked at him with a smile but not a smile, "Nangong brother, you're really perverted!"

Nangong Yu said in a deep voice, "What do you mean, Ying brother?"

"The literal meaning!"

Ying Wuji smiled, "Your sister told me everything."

Nangong Yu was startled and stared at Ying Wuji with a pale face, but quickly returned to calmness, "My sister acts crazy and speaks without restraint. Ying brother shouldn't believe her."

Ying Wuji nodded, "Oh? So all those disgusting things are fake?"

Nangong Yu snorted and didn't answer.

Ying Wuque was happy to see someone else's joke, especially Nangong Yu, who often made him feel jealous. He was even happier to see his joke, "Oh? What disgusting things? How disgusting are they?"

Ying Wuji glanced at him, "Even more disgusting than what your family of three did!"

Ying Wuque: "???"

These two people undoubtedly broke through their defenses.

But they only revealed two trash skills.

Ying Wuji was a little disappointed because the ancient physique can be stacked. Now that he has the body of Kun Cheng and the body of Emperor Zhuanxu, he also wants to stack an Earth Virtue body to see what effect it will have.

But unfortunately.

These two little brothers are not competent.

He was angry.

But it's not the right time to take action now.

He will find a chance to smash their heads another day.

Nangong Yu said in a deep voice, "Brother Wuque, don't be angry. Some people have just married into a wealthy family and haven't had a chance to enjoy it yet, but they see their family's industry collapsing rapidly and are powerless to stop it. If you don't let them vent their grievances, it would be too heartless."

Ying Wuque nodded, "You're right!"

After a few arguments.

The two of them seemed to find a common topic and talked about the future of Kingdom Li after the division of the Zhao family.

But they found that Ying Wuji completely ignored them, and soon fell silent. The three of them ignored each other and waited quietly for the people to arrange the venue.

After about an hour.

Just as everyone was eagerly waiting, the venue was finally set up, followed by a long and tedious ceremony.

After another two hours.

After various ceremonies to worship the heavens and promote the prestige of the Zhou emperor.

The official with the surname Ji in front of the Muye Monument finally glanced at everyone, "The Ancestral Ceremony is now beginning! This Ancestral Ceremony involves four surnames and seventeen families. The Ji surname is the head of the Da Zhou and should be the first to worship the ancestors. Do any of you have any objections?"

No one present naturally had any objections.

Because these procedures were discussed in advance, and each family had already allocated liquid blood crystals.

The process must follow the Zhou ritual.

Firstly, it has always been like this since ancient times, and secondly, the Ji surname has a high say in this matter.

The Ji surname first worships the Muye Monument, and everyone has no objections.Next is the Ying and Zhao families as the landlords, followed by other families. Anyway, the liquid blood crystal has been distributed, and the more families participate in the blood sacrifice of the Muye Monument, the stronger the bloodline rule will be. There is no need to worry about betrayal.

If there is a problem, the Zhou royal family will be ridiculed by the world.

However, Ying Wuji doesn't care about the order behind. His attention is focused on the families with the surname Ji.

According to Nangong Yan, the Wei and Han families have made the greatest contributions this time, so after the blood sacrifice of the Zhou royal family, it will be the turn of the Wei and Han families, followed by Nangong, Yan, Yan, and Wu.

The families before the joint sect operation will enjoy the greatest benefits of the joint sect.

So, the person who takes the lead in the joint sect is most likely from the Nangong family and the Ji family, but she doesn't know who exactly.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Because the Han family is in front, if Han Juan really makes a move, it will definitely be before the joint sect.

As long as Han Juan fails, the soybeans that Ying Wuji hid in the venue will instantly turn into puppets and use the sword intent given by Han Juan to smash the Muye Monument into pieces.

Let's wait for a while!

While thinking, the Ji family ritual official has already started organizing the ritual worship of the Ji family members of the Zhou royal family. Ten members of the Zhou royal family lined up in a row, each with a mournful expression. Today is the time for them to sacrifice for the prosperity of their families.

After the Ji family ritual official gestured with his eyes, they took out a dagger from their sleeves and made a cut on their chests at the same time.

Their faces were in extreme pain, but they still used their true energy to seal the blood that was ready to spurt out at any time.

The Ji family ritual official glanced at them indifferently, then took out a jade bottle that could barely be held in one hand.

Closing his eyes, he chanted a spell.

The transparent liquid in the bottle flew up in the air and hung in front of everyone. Under the sun's shining, it scattered dazzling light.

"Condense!"

The Ji family ritual official suddenly opened his eyes, and the injuries that were originally suppressed suddenly went out of control, but no blood spurted out. Instead, strands of blood energy sprayed directly into the medicine.

The blood energy dissolved into the medicine, gradually turning the originally transparent liquid into red and becoming more viscous.

At the moment when the ten people were about to collapse, the medicine had basically turned into a color almost identical to the Muye Monument, just a bit brighter.

The Ji family ritual official ordered the people to take care of the injured and then mobilized his true energy to control the medicine, flying it to the top of the Muye Monument, depicting the names of King Wen and King Wu, the founders of the Great Zhou royal family.

In an instant, the bright red color penetrated the entire royal family genealogy.

The medicine would gradually dry up and eventually merge completely with the Muye Monument.

At the same time, the Muye Monument seemed to become brighter.

"Hoo..."

The Ji family ritual official turned to Wei Huan and said, "Master Wei, please!"

Wei Huan nodded and led his people forward. Then, following the movements of the Ji family ritual official, he meticulously depicted the names.

Soon, the Wei family also became brighter, and the degree of brightness of the Muye Monument seemed to have increased a lot.

It seems that the news is correct. The more families participate in the blood fusion, the higher their reputation, the stronger the recovery of the Muye Monument.

After the Wei family, it was the Han family.

However, only the head of the Han family, Han Zhe, went up with his son Han Juan, making everyone hold their breath.

The Han family members watching below also had solemn expressions.

If Han Juan dies, it means that the Han and Zheng families will officially cut ties. After the establishment of the Han family, the internal conflicts of the country will be resolved with thunderous force.

Han Zhe will also completely wash away all the unfavorable factors he has recently encountered.

This is a landmark event for the entire Han family.

Only Han You's expression doesn't look particularly good.

Everyone thinks it is natural for Han Zhe to sacrifice Han Juan because he treats his other sons the same way.

But he doesn't think so.

Because when he was young, he drank with Han Zhe, and the guilt towards his son that he revealed didn't seem fake.

And this time, the Han family also prepared ten so-called geniuses as backup options, and these ten people were chosen by Han Zhe. It was obviously a preparation to leave room for regret.

As long as he chooses to save Han Juan, he will offend a lot of people.

He still has a chance to compete for the throne.

But unexpectedly, in the end, he chose this.

"Juan'er!"

Han Zhe's expression was cold, but his voice was somewhat hoarse. "It's not too late for you to regret now!"

Han Juan smiled faintly, "If Father really wants to keep me, why ask me?"

Han Zhe's voice was filled with anger, "As a member of the Han family, I have to give the Han family an explanation!"

"So, Father's explanation is me?"

Han Juan shook his head and smiled, "It's strange that the affairs of the Han family have to be explained by a monk like me. It's really a strange thing."

Han Zhe frowned, "If it weren't for the Han family, do you really think you could have joined the Tai Shang Guan?"

He was a little angry.

Yes!

That's right!

Zheng Lian and Han Juan's master were old friends.

But to save Han Juan, a large amount of precious materials and treasures are needed, which the Tai Shang Guan would not be willing to provide. Moreover, the Tai Shang Guan itself was resource-constrained.

If it weren't for him paying a huge price to exchange for a large amount of resources from the clan, Han Juan would not have been able to join the Tai Shang Guan.

Even now, the Tai Shang Guan still uses the resources from back then to cultivate disciples.

Han Juan answered sincerely, "No!"

"Then you..."

"But my lack of innate talent is also because of Father's fault."

"All those so-called causes and effects are nonsense, how can..."

Han Zhe was a little angry.

Han Juan fell silent for a while, "Actually, I have always known that my lack of innate talent back then was not because of the disaster caused by Father, which led to retribution on me. There are so many things in this world that harm the people, but I haven't seen any retribution."

Han Zhe was shocked, "You..."Han Juan gave a relieved smile, "The real reason back then was that mother helped you seize the position of the family head by forcibly extracting nearly ninety percent of the innate energy from the fetus in her womb, using a secret method to help you enhance the grade of your spirit embryo, right?"

Han Zhe felt as if he was burning from the inside.

The feeling of guilt made his voice tremble, "Juan, this matter..."

Han Juan waved his hand, "I don't want to argue about who owes whom. This matter can't be argued out, and I don't know who I should hate or love. I'm not good at these things, so let's just leave it at that!"

"Clang!"

He pulled out a dagger.

A dagger identical to those used by the people just now.

But his expression was completely different from theirs.

He was smiling.

His smile was incredibly relaxed.

He took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Han Zhe one last time, "Today, I will repay my father with my bones and my mother with my flesh. From today on, the worldly affairs will have nothing to do with me."

Then, he mobilized the remaining true energy in his body.

The dagger vibrated.

Countless sword energies shot out.

His skin, meridians, and blood vessels were disassembled one by one.

Falling to the ground, they turned into wisps of flying ash.

Only his blood remained suspended in mid-air, constantly steaming with blood energy.

Han Zhe's eyes widened in shock.

His eyes were filled with pain, guilt, and disbelief.

He didn't expect Han Juan to leave so decisively.

And the entire venue was stunned.

Ying Wuji was also dumbfounded, watching the scene in front of the monument, he didn't expect Han Juan to choose such a violent way to commit suicide. And the mother and grandfather he wanted to protect in the end were not kind and amiable elders.

His life was really... complicated.

After a long while.

A Ji clan official reminded, "Head of the Han family!"

Han Zhe finally came to his senses, like someone who had been suffocating for a long time and finally breathed fresh air, he let out a gasping sound.

He tremblingly took out the medicine bottle, chanted a spell, and absorbed all the blood energy steamed from Han Juan's blood.

The medicine was brilliantly blood-colored.

Han Zhe controlled the medicine with his true energy, preparing to trace.

But before he started tracing, he hesitated for a long time, trembling so much that he couldn't breathe normally.

The alliance with the Ji clan was a done deal.

After this step.

He would truly be the King of Han.

But this ink was his son's life.

This was a watershed for the Han family.

And a watershed in his life.

Finally.

He gritted his teeth.

And traced it down.

A moment later, the Han family lineage on the monument became incredibly vivid.

It attracted the envious and jealous eyes of many Ji clan families. No one expected that Han Juan's blood energy would have such an effect.

Han Zhe stepped down from the stage in a daze, like a soulless man.

Nangong Yu immediately led people forward.

And Ying Wuji, his thoughts also connected with the soybeans hidden around the monument, ready to take action at any time.

But just then.

He caught a glimpse of a phantom out of the corner of his eye.

This phantom looked very familiar.

Han Juan!?

At this moment, Han Juan was looking at the monument indifferently, slowly extending his right hand.

He clenched his hand in the air.

In an instant.

Ying Wuji felt a familiar sword intent erupting from the monument.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

A series of small jade cracking sounds rang out.

Under the shocked gazes of everyone.

Small cracks instantly covered the entire surface of the monument.

And the medicine that the Zhou royal family and the Wei and Han families had just traced on quickly lost its luster.

(End of the chapter)