The dry corpses on the ground looked extremely ferocious.

Even though their eyeballs had dried up, the emotions of despair could still be seen from within.

I wonder how it felt when Xiaobi Deng was killed by his own father.

After all, he was just foolish, but he still had basic instincts.

Luckily, I have a life-saving trump card.

Luckily, I didn't treat him as my own father.

Otherwise, I would definitely feel more disgusted than him when I'm in a clear state of mind.

"Search the corpses!"

Ying Wuji didn't have much emotion. In this situation, searching the corpses was the most rational thing to do. After all, Xiaobi Deng had a lot of good things on him.

Kingdom Qian's armor.

Kingdom Qian's bell...

Damn it!

There was nothing, not even a drop of blood on his body.

He was just a pile of dry corpses. If it weren't for the residual true energy in his dantian, he would have turned into ashes with just a touch.

However...

"The original true energy of the Kingdom Qian!"

Ying Wuji smiled and directly separated the external true energy, leaving only a strand of pure original true energy to temporarily store in his meridians.

Everyone has their own original true energy.

If it is disturbed, it will affect the original source.

Except for ordinary people without any cultivation foundation, anyone who is invaded by someone else's original true energy will suffer from terrifying disturbances.

Therefore, the original true energy is extremely precious, but the vast majority of people cannot use it at all.

Except for the Primordial True Energy!

Ying Wuji didn't have time to collect so much original true energy. The things he cultivated were too diverse, and it would actually affect his own strength. He had already realized that besides his own martial arts, it was enough to learn a few powerful spells.

Unless one could have unlimited true energy and mana, otherwise, those who relied solely on skills would at most become troublesome idiots. When encountering top experts, they would only be beaten.

However...

Li Caitan could use it.

Jiang Qi's actions this time had completely made him lose any good impression of Jiang Taiyuan.

Some actions could be started in advance.

Extracting all the original true energy, the dry corpses were completely turned into corpse powder.

Ying Wuji didn't stay and quickly left the underground palace, arriving at Chongli Palace.

The two kings of Kingdom Qian and Kingdom Li sat face to face in the palace.

They were talking with a faint smile.

Zhao Ning stood by the side and heard the footsteps. He turned his head and glanced at Ying Wuji, gesturing for him to stand beside him.

Unexpectedly...

Ying Yue's expression was indifferent. "What I'm going to talk to you and your father about next is related to the hundred-year plan of Kingdom Qian. You should leave first."

Ying Wuji curled his lips, ready to scold him.

Zhao Ji smiled and waved his hand. "Go! Take a break first..."

"Okay!"

Ying Wuji nodded, but his heart sank.

Zhao Ning tugged at his sleeve and smiled, taking out a talisman paper from her pocket.

"Wuji, what do you think this is?"

"A listening talisman?"

Ying Wuji raised an eyebrow. "You're really bold, even daring to stick a listening talisman on your father's body?"

Zhao Ning pursed her lips and smiled. "Where did I get the courage to stick a talisman paper on my father's body? Even if I really had the courage, with my father's cultivation level, wouldn't he notice it?"

"Is that so..."

Ying Wuji smirked.

But he also felt a little weak.

He rubbed his head. "Ah! I'm going to faint..."

Zhao Ning quickly supported his arm, not knowing if he was pretending or not, she could only give him a discreet glance.

...

Inside the palace.

Ying Yue looked at Zhao Ji, his expression as calm as ever, but he felt extremely frustrated in his heart.

This was the first time in his life that he felt so frustrated.

He had two sons.

One was the Emperor Zhuanxu.

The other was also the Emperor Zhuanxu.

This time, he lost one son.

And also lost the other son.

Not to mention the Hanguang Sword, he didn't even get to eat a mouthful of shit.

He couldn't even bring back the disabled Ying Wuque alive to Kingdom Qian.

Zhao Ji looked at the jade bottle filled with blood in his hand, his expression somewhat playful. "Old buddy, you're playing with fire too? Cooperating with that painter is no different from drinking poison to quench thirst."

Ying Yue didn't hide it from him. After all, he took the blood in front of Ying Wuji. With such a big handle, there was no reason for Ying Wuji not to tell Zhao Ji.

Since that was the case, he might as well put it on the table openly.

He remained composed. "We can't rely on us old guys for the next few decades."

Zhao Ji leaned forward slightly. "So, you plan to rely on a pile of mud?"

Ying Yue frowned. "Are you saying that Wuque is a pile of mud?"

Zhao Ji didn't avoid it. "Compared to Wuji, who is a rare genius, isn't he just a pile of mud?"

Ying Yue coldly snorted. "He has no foundation and has not yet engaged in political affairs. How can you judge his talents? If it weren't for Wuji's poisoning this time..."

Zhao Ji smiled. "What a pity! A great genius who just debuted and is already being buried."

Ying Yue: "???"

Looking at his pale face.Zhao Ji felt a surge of satisfaction, thinking to himself how venomous his son-in-law could be. Just one sentence from him was enough to rattle this stubborn old man.

It took a full ten breaths of time.

Ying Yue's breathing finally began to stabilize. He looked at Zhao Ji with a smirk, "Today, while we were playing chess, there were elders present, so there were many things I couldn't say outright. There's no need for you to put on an air of nonchalance. The things that Ying Wuji is hiding from you are not few."

What he was most worried about now was Ying Wuji completely siding with the Kingdom Li.

Even if he had Ying Wuji's maternal clan in his hands, he would still be hindered by the Kingdom Li.

After all.

The demonic energy vein was closest to the new territory of the Kingdom Li.

Of course.

Killing Ying Wuji was also not an option.

Because with Ying Wuji's character, he could easily choose to go down with the ship.

So.

The best thing to do was to make Zhao Ji also be on guard against this son-in-law.

If the Kingdoms Qian and Li and Ying Wuji could form a stable triangle relationship, the longer this relationship could last, the more years the Kingdom Qian could enjoy the demonic energy vein.

Even if Ying Wuji had moved many civilians over, he could still use the threat as an excuse to slowly drain their blood.

As expected.

Zhao Ji showed a serious and puzzled expression, "Oh? He's actually hiding things from me?"

Ying Yue's mouth curled up slightly, his smile somewhat playful, "Wuji is a saintly spirit fetus and has the body of Zhuanxu, how do you think he defeated it..."

Zhao Ji was confused, "He also has the body of Zhuanxu, so what?"

Ying Yue: "???"

He was stunned.

You fool!

You even told him this, do you really think Zhao Ji wouldn't dare to kill you?

Zhao Ji was somewhat puzzled, "I knew about this a long time ago, is there anything else?"

Ying Yue took a deep breath, "Then do you know about his maternal clan..."

Zhao Ji interrupted, "The Heavenly Human Clan! You old man are really something, before today, I really couldn't figure out how a civilian family could support you, turns out it's the Heavenly Human Clan. But you're really cunning, using them and then discarding them!"

Ying Yue: "???"

That's not right!

The script was going wrong.

Why was this kid revealing everything?

Calling me cunning?

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Isn't this the normal operation of a king?

For a moment.

His breathing became somewhat rapid.

Zhao Ji frowned slightly, somewhat impatient, "Does this kid have any other plans? You're really something, you've said so much, but there's nothing I didn't already know."

Ying Yue: "......"

He was panting heavily.

His eyes were starting to turn red.

Because this was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Ying Wuji's unexpected honesty, Zhao Ji's unexpected magnanimity.

In his impression, these two were clearly not in line with their own characters!

Could it be that there was something else he didn't know about?

Ying Yue was very upset.

These two sentences were originally his two trump cards.

As long as he said them, he wouldn't even need to explain further, they would be enough to make Zhao Ji extremely frustrated.

After all, with the nature of the Li royal family, he definitely didn't have many years left, especially after failing to break through to the saint realm in seclusion, at most he had five years left.

This kind of declining king was most likely to be suspicious and jealous of his subjects.

But he never expected.

Two trump cards.

Were actually caught by Zhao Ji so lightly, he didn't even need to explain, because Ying Wuji definitely explained more than he did.

His trump cards died in the womb.

He felt like his chest was about to explode.

Zhao Ji was somewhat displeased, "Is there anything else? Why did you go silent after just a few words?"

Ying Yue: "......"

Is there anything else?

Should I tell you the location of the demonic energy vein?

He shook his head, staring into Zhao Ji's eyes and said solemnly, "In any case! You'd better watch out!"

Zhao Ji nodded slightly, his expression serious, "Let's encourage each other! The disaster of Danqing, intending to overturn the world. Luo Yan redraws an ordinary person, and it cost him nearly half of his lifespan.

You reshaped a body of Zhuanxu, the cost must not be small.

I know you think I'm just wary of your Kingdom Qian having the body of Zhuanxu.

But there's really no need.

I have two of such bodies under my knee!

As an old friend, let me advise you.

Reshaping a lump of mud, but being tired by Danqing.

It's better to consider giving birth to another one, after all, Wuji has already removed the bloodline curse of Ying Zhao.

If you can still give birth.

You should go back and make a child!"

Ying Yue's expression was wooden, "The affairs of the Qian royal family, you don't need to worry about!"

Zhao Ji added, "If you can't manage, you can send a girl to give birth to Wuji, and take her back after she gives birth. But you have to wait, the first child has to be my daughter's, after all, the bloodline of Zhuanxu's body can't be taken advantage of by you."

"Heh..."

Ying Yue felt that he couldn't stay any longer, he directly withdrew the soundproofing talisman, "We'll meet again!"

"Hold on!"

Zhao Ji stopped him, shouting towards the outside of the hall, "Ning'er, Wuji, come in!"

After Ying Wuji came in.Zhao Ji smiled and asked, "What conditions did you propose to your father just now? Wait for him to make a blood oath and then let him go!"

Ying Yue's expression turned cold. "Zhao Ji! Don't go too far!"

Zhao Ji smiled faintly. "If we really go too far, it should be after you fulfill your promise and then we let you take Ying Wuque away."

The two of them stared at each other silently.

In the end, Ying Yue took a step back.

After all, he was just an external incarnation here, while Zhao Ji was the real deal.

Even though he had a fast sword that could cut through space, it would be useless against Zhao Ji.

The heavens control the earth, and the earth controls the heavens.

If Zhao Ji went all out, the effect would definitely be higher than that of Qianwang Zhong.

He couldn't escape.

He couldn't run away.

Ying Yue fell silent for a moment, but in the end, he made a blood oath and said that he would send Ying Wuji's mother within ten days.

Then, he glanced at everyone, opened a crack, and disappeared into Chongli Palace.

"Tsk tsk!"

Ying Wuji couldn't help but laugh. "Father! Your words are really venomous, it feels good!"

Zhao Ji smiled faintly. "If it's not venomous enough, it won't let off steam. Now that you're in a good mood, you can heal your injuries smoothly!"

Ying Wuji smiled and clasped his hands. "Thank you, Father, for the miraculous medicine! By the way, Father, I still have some things to take care of, the secret prison..."

The secret prison was the most sinister prison in the Li Palace.

Only prisoners who could influence the future of the country were qualified to be imprisoned there.

It was said that Li Caitan had been imprisoned there for a period of time before Tang Tang was sent to the Li Clan's residence.

Ying Wuji didn't know how many prisoners were inside now, but he knew that Nangong Yan was in there.

Zhao Ji threw him a token. "Go! You handle the matters of the Sword Immortal Conference. Ning'er will start governing tomorrow, so you should also share some of his worries. But don't overwork yourself, take it slow if your body allows."

"Yes!"

Ying Wuji knew that he was expressing trust, and he felt a warm feeling in his heart. After bowing, he left.

In Chongli Palace, only the father and daughter remained.

After Ying Wuji left, Zhao Ji's spirit visibly weakened.

Zhao Ning sighed lightly. "Father, how is your health?"

Zhao Ji snorted. "Ying Yue knows my condition. He's afraid that I'll live too long, so he didn't hold back at all in the battle. This battle has at least cost me three months of lifespan."

Zhao Ning's expression became serious.

Zhao Ji smiled. "It's alright! Hold on until you ascend the throne, it will be more than enough!"

A few more months and the new land would stabilize.

Another ten months, and he would close up to give birth.

Even if he included the time needed to recover after giving birth, it would only take a year and a half.

That would be enough!

He waved his hand. "Although your injuries are not as serious as Wuji's, they are still not light. Go back and rest well!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Ning could only bow and leave.

Zhao Ji swept his gaze over the empty hall.

He sighed deeply.

The feeling of physical exhaustion made him feel helpless.

Is this the right thing to do?

...

The secret prison was devoid of sunlight.

Only the flickering candlelight on the stone walls provided a little brightness.

Ying Wuji held the token and, led by the jailer, passed through one barrier after another, finally arriving in front of a stone door.

The jailer activated the formation unique to his chest armor, and the stone door opened directly. He made a gesture of invitation to Ying Wuji.

Ying Wuji entered the secret room, and the stone door closed behind him.

He glanced at the corner.

He saw a figure curled up there.

Nangong Yan had a good appearance, but her figure was thin and weak, giving the impression of malnutrition. She was a typical "matchstick girl."

Especially after being locked up in the secret prison, her emotions were very low, and she didn't eat properly. She looked even thinner.

At this moment, she was crouched in the corner, her five fingers scratching her left arm incessantly, causing her whole arm to be bloody. But she had a look of enjoyment on her face.

When she saw Ying Wuji approaching, she quickly picked up the chain and stood up, eagerly walking towards him. Unfortunately, the iron chain was engraved with formations and firmly embedded in the wall, locking her in place. She could only walk three feet away from Ying Wuji.

There was no hatred on her face. Instead, she muttered, "Ying Wuji! I beg you! Just give me the punishment of the first day of being locked up again. This prison is really driving me crazy!"

Ying Wuji: "..."

He discreetly took a step back.

Looking at Nangong Yan's sickly smile, he could only think of three words in his heart: retreat! Retreat! Retreat!

He didn't want to be afraid.

But this was too twisted.

It was only after he got to know Nangong Yan that he realized not everyone could handle being a sadist. At least, when he saw that bloody scene, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Ying Wuji, please..."

Nangong Yan saw that he was unmoved and even started to plead.

Ying Wuji shook his head and took out a straw man from his bracelet.

Then he threw it on the ground, and the straw man underwent a magical transformation.Ying Wuji's mouth twitched. This puppet technique was really abstract. At least the puppet technique of the Nangong family was top-notch. How come Nangong Yu's foundation in puppet technique was so poor? He probably couldn't even beat the old man playing chess on the riverbank, right?

"Sorry for the trouble!"

The straw man made a hoarse sound. If Ying Wuji didn't know in advance who this person was, he wouldn't have thought it was Nangong Yu.

Nangong Yan saw the straw man and her manic emotions quickly calmed down.

She glanced at it coldly, with a hint of a sneer at the corner of her mouth. "Oh? Where did Lord Husband find this straw man?"

Nangong Yu took out a piece of paper from inside the straw man and stuck it on his face. He said in a deep voice, "I am your brother!"

There was a face drawn on the paper.

It was Nangong Yu's appearance.

Don't mention it.

After being stuck like this.

There was indeed a sense of identification.

Nangong Yan: "..."

Ying Wuji: "..."

Nangong Yu sighed lightly, but the straw man's body leaked air, making a rustling sound.

He looked at Nangong Yan, his voice choked with pain. "You've suffered!"

Nangong Yan sneered, "Even if I suffer, it's not as much suffering as you and your father have brought me! I see that your body of straw has already been completed. How about it? Have you already refined your own biological son?"

Even though he was made of straw.

Nangong Yu's body stiffened for a moment, his expression filled with pain. "You know I didn't want to!"

Ying Wuji silently watched from the side.

He cursed inwardly at this scum of a man.

Damn it.

He had even done orthopedic surgery, and now he was even involved in refining a stillborn child. How could he still put on a victim's posture?

Nangong Yan also laughed angrily, "You didn't want to? Then why did you do it? Did you listen to that old man Nangong Ling's words?"

Nangong Yu, I just don't understand why you can be so cowardly. You always have to listen to the words of those beastly parents!

We are siblings from the same mother. I have been stronger than you in everything since we were young. Why do they only favor you?

Do you dislike that I absorbed half of your body's earth energy in the womb?

Fine!

I'll give you back the blood!

If the blood is not enough, how about the fetus?

You are a righteous gentleman, you talk about ethics and family principles!

Alright! I'll give you medicine.

Now you have no guilt on your body. You have already become a body of straw, so why are you still not satisfied?

What are you here for this time?

To show off?"

On the side.

Ying Wuji: "Hiss..."

Damn.

It turns out that Nangong Yan is the abnormal one, not Nangong Yu.

Upon hearing these words.

Nangong Yu's emotions became extremely agitated. "Did I want the body of straw? You know I didn't want to take it from you. You ran away from the Nangong family, so why did you come back?

What kind of aphrodisiac did Ji Tong give you to make you so devoted to him? How can you even say such crazy things?

Why did you do this?

Do you still want me as your older brother?

You have destroyed the entire Nangong family!"

"Hahaha! Isn't the Nangong family like this worth destroying?"

Nangong Yan laughed manically. "Brother! Yes, you are my brother. You always claim to be the one who loves me the most in the Nangong family! So what? The blood they drew from me, did you take it? The final refining technique, did you use it?"

Nangong Yu fell silent for a moment. "I did it for the entire Nangong family!"

Nangong Yan laughed even more manically. "Yes! Who are you? The only male descendant of the Nangong family, the one who is supposed to pass on the earth energy and continue the lineage! For the Nangong family, you can do anything!

Every time I was bled, you would pretend to wipe away tears.

Do you know why they drew my blood?

Every time I was locked in a cell, you would come to see me!

But have you ever thought about who was the one locked in the cell?

I just wanted to become stronger on my own. Is there anything wrong with that?

This shitty Nangong family.

I don't want to owe them!

You wanted the body of straw, right?

Here you go!

Ying Wuji gave me a way to completely escape from the Nangong family. You also obtained the body of straw. What else are you not satisfied with?

And you even sent me here to redeem myself in Jiangcheng?

I don't owe you anymore.

What sins do I have left to redeem?

Nangong Yu!

You are just a pure coward, always listening to the words of those beastly parents.

Since you listen to them so much.

Why didn't you directly refine me as they said?

Then you would have become a body of straw long ago. Why do you have to torture me like this?"

Nangong Yu: "..."

Ying Wuji: "..."

This melon is too big.

Choked on it.

Nangong Yu fell silent for a while before his voice became hoarse. "I'm sorry!"

Nangong Yan sneered, "Besides saying sorry, what else can you say? If you truly feel even a hint of guilt, I'll give you two choices: either let me go or kill me!"

"No!"Nangong Yufei took a deep breath and said, "I have already asked Ying Wuji to ensure that you are well-fed and clothed in the prison. Stay here and focus on healing and cultivating. After I finish dealing with everything and kill the King, I will definitely come to pick you up!"

"You? Are you worthy of killing the prince?"

Nangong Yan sneered and stopped speaking, dragging the chains back to the corner.

Crouching on the ground, facing away from the two.

Nangong Yufei stared at her for a long time, then turned to Ying Wuji and said, "Brother Ying! I have finished saying what I wanted to say. Let's talk somewhere else!"

Ying Wuji nodded and led the straw man out of the secret prison.

They found a quiet place.

He couldn't help but ask, "Brother Nangong, what exactly is going on? Can you explain it in detail?"

He couldn't evaluate Nangong Yufei.

After all, many people who were bound by their families would be helpless in many matters.

Whether it could be considered cowardice or not was a matter of perspective.

The term "Brother Nangong" was his way of showing respect to Nangong Yufei.

Nangong Yufei sighed and said, "It's unfortunate for my family, and it's because I am too weak. I have embarrassed Brother Ying! This matter is a long story..."

Perhaps because he had been broken by Ying Wuji before because of this matter, there was no longer any meaning in hiding it, so he decided to be straightforward.

Nangong Yufei and Nangong Yan were actually twin siblings.

Their parents were Nangong Ling and a woman from the Li family.

When they were three months pregnant, they felt that the male fetus in their womb had the potential to awaken the essence of earth and virtue. The couple was overjoyed. However, they later discovered in horror that the female fetus was slowly absorbing the innate energy of the male fetus.

The couple tried various methods to stop it, but to no avail. They could only wait for the two children to be born. It was only then that they realized it was too late. They could only find a secret method of refining bloodlines from the Grand Historian's office.

Nangong Yan showed more talent from a young age compared to Nangong Yufei.

But she would be refined every once in a while.

She resisted desperately, but every time she resisted, she would be locked in a dark prison where there was nothing, no light, no sound, driving her to madness. It was during that time that she developed the habit of self-harm.

Nangong Yufei also resisted, and every time he would plead with his parents, only to receive family education or beatings in return.

The only thing he could do was to bring three meals a day to Nangong Yan.

Later, Nangong Yan was critically injured and on the verge of death from blood extraction. Extracting blood again would definitely cost her life.

Nangong Yufei could only break into the prison and release her.

He didn't know what happened afterwards.

All he knew was that Nangong Yan followed the King.

And then.

Nangong Yan somehow learned the method of refining fetuses and gave Nangong Yufei medicine, forcing out the last trace of the essence of earth and virtue through a stillborn fetus.

"Hissss..."

Ying Wuji took a cold breath. "This King is really despicable, somewhat like..."

Nangong Yufei asked, "Are you trying to say that there is a shadow of the WFM Cult?"

Ying Wuji nodded, "Yes!"

Nangong Yufei sneered, "Because the King is indeed closely related to the WFM Cult. Now the Zhou royal family and the WFM Cult are cooperating frequently, all because of the King acting as a mediator."

Ying Wuji nodded.

The King and the Nangong family were the only two factions under the Zhou royal family.

They used Nangong Yan to create this ethical drama.

It was to always have control over the Nangong family.

This King, Ji Tong, was a damn werewolf.

Nangong Yufei said in a deep voice, "Thank you, Brother Ying, for your help this time. I am grateful, but I have nothing more to offer you in return. I can only give you a piece of advice."

Ying Wuji nodded, "Please speak!"

Nangong Yufei's tone was low, "The infiltration of the WFM Cult into various countries is much stronger than you can imagine.

Your repeated disruptions of the actions of the Ji family and the WFM Cult have made them see you as their number one enemy.

In short... you and the people around you must be careful."

Ying Wuji nodded, "Thank you!"

Nangong Yufei repeated, "Do not let her go find the King!"

"Of course not!"

Ying Wuji thought for a moment and asked another question, "Are you referring to the physical body or the spirit?"

Nangong Yufei's pupils contracted, "What do you mean?"

Ying Wuji smiled, "Jiang Leqing is with me!"

Nangong Yufei: "..."

...

Fifteen minutes later.

Ying Wuji rode in a carriage and leisurely returned to the Marquis Mansion.

Nangong Yan would be able to leave tomorrow, and if nothing unexpected happened, she would be able to return to the King's side within ten days.

He looked inward.

There were a total of seven mirrors in his mind, and one of them contained Nangong Yan.

It wasn't particularly painful inside because Ying Wuji had prepared many things for her with his thoughts.

Whips.

Chili water.

Tiger bench...

Enough to keep her entertained for a long time.

But Ying Wuji also placed many books there, hoping that she could cleanse her soul and find the meaning of life amidst the self-torture.

This was the result of Jiang Leqing's mediation with the fragments of creation.However, without Jiang Leqing's magical artifact, the difficulty of capturing the mirror and the number of mirrors would be significantly higher.

If it weren't for the powerful strength of the thirteen layers of concentrated spirit formed by the gathering of the spirit, this would truly be a useless skill.

Fortunately.

Now, "Nangong Yan" possesses all of Nangong Yan's memories and habits, and outsiders can't tell any difference at all, but it is actually embedded with Ying Wuji's will.

This is similar to a dream.

The mirror image is not a new divine soul, it is only Nangong Yan's conscious projection, and this projection is controlled by Ying Wuji.

Just like many dreams, you can clearly recognize yourself, but you don't have control over the decisions made in the dream, you can only passively follow the plot of the dream.

And Ying Wuji is the one who controls the direction of the plot.

Not specific to every word and action, but the main line is extremely clear.

"This skill is a bit abnormal!"

Ying Wuji didn't dare to think about what his life would be like if Jiang Leqing controlled him.

He arrived at the underground secret room.

As soon as he entered, he saw a beautiful little white fox sleeping soundly.

But the sleeping position was a bit strange.

It used to be lying down, but now it was lying on its back, exposing its white belly, occasionally making "gugu" sounds.

The fox's face was wrinkled, as if it was very uncomfortable.

Ying Wuji curiously looked around.

There was a wooden man lying on the ground, and his external incarnation had already been destroyed.

But...

Where was Jiang Leqing?

Did she escape?

She's not like Jiang Qi, she can't escape with just her physical body.

Or did she not have a place to attach to and her divine soul dissipated directly?

"Gugu..."

Ying Wuji looked at the bulging belly of the little white fox and fell into contemplation.

After thinking for a while, he tentatively rubbed it.

"Burp..."

With a long burp, the little white fox's body relaxed, changing its sleeping position and lying on the ground, with a happy smile on its mouth, as if it was finally comfortable.

And that burp.

Released a phantom.

Ying Wuji immediately used the Li family's Soul Binding Secret Technique to capture her.

Jiang Leqing looked extremely dejected, and when he caught her like this, she was immediately shocked.

"Ying Wuji, can you catch me somewhere else?"

"It's indeed difficult, I can't catch her properly."

"..."

Ying Wuji couldn't help but admire Mi Xingli's vision. Even through such thick clothes, she could still tell that she had a perky butt.

It's also fortunate that this Soul Binding Secret Technique allows him to feel the touch of the divine soul, otherwise it would be difficult to catch her.

This time, he grabbed her wrist.

He looked at Jiang Leqing playfully, "There's no grudge between us, but you almost killed me. It wouldn't be excessive for me to kill you a hundred times. Think about how to beg for mercy from me so that I spare your life."

Jiang Leqing looked at Ying Wuji awkwardly, "You promised my cousin that you would do your best to help us restore the Jiang family's country. I am useful for the restoration of the Jiang family's country..."

Ying Wuji waved his hand, "Don't talk about these useless things. The blood oath was made by me, so the interpretation of 'do your best' is up to me. I think you and your cousin are idiots, only hindering the restoration of the Jiang family's country. So for the sake of the restoration of the country, I can choose to kill you. I can also kill Jiang Taiyuan."

As he spoke, he slowly clenched his right hand.

"Don't! If you keep clenching, it will burst!"

Jiang Leqing panicked, "You can make conditions, as long as they are not too excessive, I will agree! You can have my body, I am still a virgin, I can even give up my status, as long as you promise to help us restore the country, anything is fine!"

Ying Wuji sneered, "You really have a body! Right now, your physical body is still unconscious in the Qi country's envoy team. It's not worth taking such a big risk for just a body!"

Jiang Leqing also knew that her situation was very bad, and her expression became somewhat sad. She whispered, "Please..."

Ying Wuji interrupted her, "I don't understand either. You guys are crazy for the restoration of the country, willing to do anything immoral!"

Jiang Leqing lowered her head, "I'm sorry! But I still want to explain. Before leaving, my cousin said that if I could trap you in the mirror, I must treat you well throughout."

Ying Wuji couldn't help but laugh, "Then if I trap you and keep you as a slave, except for not letting you leave and having to accompany me in various ways, I will treat you well throughout. Do you agree or not?"

Jiang Leqing whispered, "It's not impossible, as long as you promise to help us restore the country..."

Ying Wuji, "..."

Damn it!

Is this never going to end?

He narrowed his eyes, "Whether or not to help you restore the country is my business, you don't have the right to command me. Now I have a use for you, I ask, you answer, when I'm satisfied, I can spare your life."

Jiang Leqing quickly nodded, "You ask, I will definitely answer!""What is the principle of the demonic seed? Do you know?"

"The demonic seed... This thing is quite complicated. It is related to the supernatural power of manipulating creation. It's difficult to explain."

"Just explain it to me!"

"Alright!"

Jiang Leqing explained honestly, revealing everything.

The entire Capital of the Great Ming is a creation of manipulating creation.

It can even be called the most perfect work of manipulating creation, as it has copied all the rules of the mortal world.

But it is only a copy, lacking originality, so it can only be considered an accessory to the mortal world, rather than an independent realm.

Therefore, the Capital of the Great Ming is like a mirror image of the mortal world.

It can only exist as a projection of the mortal world.

There are no living objects inside, and it is even influenced by the mortal world.

Therefore, there must be new rules inside.

I don't know what the creator of the Capital of the Great Ming was thinking, but in any case... the first self-created rule is that anyone who enters will feel a force of separation. This force will try to strip away everything except the true self.

And the demonic seed is just a byproduct of this rule, although its effect is not exactly the same as the rule.

It can also strip away everything except the true self, but the intensity is weak. It cannot completely strip away, but it can turn everything except the true self into nourishment to slowly nurture the true self.

"Can the demonic seed be removed?"

"It can! As long as you can copy and master this rule, you can cancel the demonic seed."

"How do I copy it? Where do I copy it?"

"At the end of the Capital of the Great Ming!"

"Where is the end of the Capital of the Great Ming?"

"I don't know either!"

Jiang Leqing shook her head and sighed, "It is rumored that the Capital of the Great Ming is as vast as the mortal world, so there should be no end to it. But according to the people in my sect, it seems to exist.

It is the starting point of manipulating creation, the origin of all the rules inside the Capital of the Great Ming. It appears every once in a while. As long as one occupies the end of the Capital of the Great Ming, they can become the ruler of the Capital of the Great Ming.

Being so close to manipulating creation, one can comprehend more things.

Our ancestor of the Jiang clan, Jiang Taigong, occasionally gained something at the end of the Capital of the Great Ming, which allowed him to build the Muye Monument.

My abilities also come from the fragments of the mirror he brought back.

Recently, the Muye Monument in the Capital of the Great Ming was destroyed by someone.

This caused a decrease in the connection between the two worlds, and the appearance of the end of the Capital of the Great Ming will be earlier, maybe within a year. I'm not sure of the exact time.

But don't worry, as long as you can let me leave, I have a way to find out."

"Tsk!"

Ying Wuji smiled. Let her leave?

Can she still be so honest if she is allowed to leave?

This explanation is quite detailed, and it matches exactly what Ying Wuji has learned.

Most importantly, she didn't hide anything about manipulating creation, which completely matches Ying Wuji's understanding of it.

She has revealed her trump card, so there is no need to lie about other things.

Jiang Leqing didn't dare to urge Ying Wuji and could only ask softly, "Is there anything else you want to ask about the demonic seed? I have told you everything I know."

Yes!

Of course, there is!

Ying Wuji pretended not to know and asked, "The ability of your mysterious mirror is very similar to the abilities of Danqing and Red Dust. It's like drawing the soul and then taking over someone else's body. What is the difference?"

"There are indeed some differences, but the essence is the same!"

Jiang Leqing gritted her teeth, "In fact, I suspect that Danqing's soul transmigration and Red Dust's possession are both derived from me and my abilities.

Danqing's soul transmigration is about reshaping the physical body and soul.

Red Dust's possession is about forcibly projecting the shadow of my true soul onto others for a short period of time and occupying their bodies.

Mine is about sealing my true soul and projecting the shadow onto my own body.

Danqing and Red Dust also think the same way. They have contacted me several times, wanting to comprehend together, but they were rejected by my cousin."

"Hmm?"

Ying Wuji noticed the information in it and couldn't help but ask, "You said that Danqing's soul transmigration is about reshaping the physical body and soul, so... does that mean it is true resurrection?"

Jiang Leqing was also uncertain, "In my opinion... it should be?"

Ying Wuji continued to ask, "Even if the personality reshaped is just an extremely one-sided image in someone else's mind?"

Jiang Leqing pondered for a long time and asked a question, "Then do you think you exist objectively or subjectively? In other words, does the subjective combination of everyone's minds equal objectivity?"

"..."

He's starting to ponder these annoying questions again.

Ying Wuji didn't want to ask. He just wanted to ask a few questions that he cared about, "Can the person drawn by Danqing give birth to children? How much can their strength recover? Can their ancient physique be restored after being drawn? Going through resurrection again and again, isn't it too abnormal, like grinding monsters?"

...

Thousands of miles away.

In a forest.

Inside a bamboo house.

A handsome man with an expressionless face was meticulously painting.A middle-aged man with a cold and gloomy temperament beside him kept asking questions.

"After the person is drawn, can they have children?"

"How much can the strength recover?"

"Can the Holy Fetus and Emperor Zhuanxu's body be restored?"

"If I die again, can I be drawn again?"

This middle-aged man is naturally Ying Yue, who left Chongli Palace a few days ago.

And the man who painted.

It is Danqing.

Danqing's brush did not pause for a moment, and he replied indifferently.

"If there is enough blood in person's heart, they can have children."

"The strength can recover at most ten percent. The Holy Fetus and Emperor's body can be restored, but it will cost extra!"

"Let me make one more point, I am the Lord of the Underworld, I can be resurrected indefinitely, but most of your blood volume is only enough to resurrect once."

He put away the brush, and there was already a lifelike woman on the paper.

A subordinate ran over and carefully rolled up the scroll and sent it out.

Danqing looked up at Ying Yue, still expressionless, and his voice had no emotional fluctuations: "King Qian, it is true that my master contacted you, but I did not seek your help.

I am the Lord of the Underworld. If you wish to be resurrected, you must follow the rules.

If you have doubts, you can leave on your own!"

Ying Yue's expression became solemn: "It's just that the price offered by your sect is too high. I have to be cautious. Please inform Mr. Danqing. If I can't find answers from you, then I can only go to your master."

After thinking for a moment, Danqing asked, "If I give you answers, will the deal be done?"

Ying Yue nodded, "Naturally!"

Danqing repeated, "For the whole month of July, will you restrain the main force of the Zhao family in the new land?"

Ying Yue solemnly said, "Why not?"

Danqing's expression finally changed slightly. After all, he didn't expect Ying Yue to actually agree.

This is a big deal.

And it is a big deal closely related to all the members of our sect.

As long as it succeeds.

When the end of July comes, he will be able to seize the opportunity, comprehend the rules, and become the true Lord of the Underworld.

He has been staying in our sect for so long, isn't it for this?

So he asked again, "The strength of Kingdom Qian has not yet recovered, and the diplomatic relations with Kingdom Qian cannot be easily destroyed. Does King Qian really agree?"

Ying Yue coldly snorted, "I am a king. Is there any reason for me to go back on my word?"

Danqing asked further, "How do you plan to do it?"

Ying Yue's face sank, "Do I need to tell you how I plan to do it?"

Danqing didn't ask anymore, but said, "Make a blood oath, otherwise I won't tell you!"

Ying Yue knew that it was a matter of great importance, and he couldn't avoid the blood oath.

So he didn't hesitate.

He made the oath directly.

Danqing then explained slowly, "The blood in the heart of the deity is the most important for resurrection. Without it, even if one can jump and move, at most, they can only become a spiritual support for some people, just a puppet, not a real person in the true sense.

In the blood of the heart, it not only contains the wisdom of the person, but also silently records many details that the deity is not aware of. Just like the Holy Fetus and Emperor's body, the young master only knows their wonders, but does not know the secrets within, but these are recorded in the blood of the heart.

So it is not difficult to restore the Holy Fetus and Emperor's body.

But the consumption is extremely severe.

I don't know how much blood King Qian has prepared?"

Ying Yue directly took out two bottles.

One bottle contains all of Ying Wuque's blood.

The other bottle contains half of Lin Qing's blood.

Then he pointed to his heart and asked, "And half of mine, in this way, can it guarantee Ying Wuque's lifespan for several years?"

After feeling the blood qi in it, Danqing estimated for a while and gave a value, "Twenty years!"

Ying Yue frowned, "I and his mother each sacrificed forty years of lifespan, and can only exchange for his twenty years?"

Danqing remained calm, "If resurrection does not require a price, my bamboo tower would have been crowded with visitors long ago. How could Danqing be burdened with the evil reputation for thousands of years?

Moreover, this is the Holy Fetus and Emperor's body!

If King Qian is not satisfied, you can leave on your own!"

Ying Yue coldly snorted, "I have already made a blood oath, and you want me to leave on my own?"

Danqing: "..."

He paused for a moment and added, "If possible, it would be best to obtain Lin Tieniu's blood."

Ying Yue's face sank, "No need!"

Danqing shook his head, "It is necessary for the young master's personality!"

Ying Yue repeated, "I said, no need!"

Danqing: "You're right!"

...

Twenty-four hours later.

Ying Yue looked at Ying Wuque in front of him, who was exactly the same as he remembered, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After another quarter of an hour.

Ying Wuque slowly opened his eyes and, upon seeing Ying Yue, instinctively moved several steps backward until his back was against the bamboo wall, and said in fear, "Father! Don't kill me."

Even if he was foolish at that time, and even died once.

He still remembered Ying Yue's cold and ruthless appearance when he killed him.Ying Yue's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Did I kill you? I saved you. Look at yourself, aren't you alive and well?"

Only then did Ying Wuque react. He touched his arms and legs, then his face.

Overjoyed, he exclaimed, "Father! How did you do it?"

"You don't need to worry about that!"

Ying Yue's expression turned serious, "All you need to remember is that within twenty years, you must conquer the world and personally kill that scourge, Ying Wuji!"

Ying Wuji...

Upon hearing this name,

Ying Wuque's pupils contracted instantly, his expression becoming incredibly terrified, as if he was recalling a horrifying memory.

Upon hearing these three words, it felt as if his head had been struck by three heavy punches, each capable of shattering his skull.

Even though Ying Wuji was not in front of him, he could still see the terrifying image of the man, drenched in blood and swinging his fists.

Then,

He felt a warmth in his lower body.

A rustling sound...

Wind and lightning.

Ying Yue: "......"

Smelling the foul stench in the air, his face darkened to the extreme.

This son of his...

He's probably ruined!

How much effort would it take to help him overcome this trauma?

At this moment, he understood what Gongsun Di had once referred to as the "sunk cost."

It was said that these four words were Ying Wuji's summary of the reasons for Ji Su's bookstore's failure.

At that time, he was wondering,

How could these businessmen be so foolish?

But now, he understood!

This was the choice he made!

He must not panic!

There's no rush!

Ying Yue shook his head and said, "There's no rush to conquer the world, and there's no rush to kill Ying Wuji! Let's return to the Kingdom Qian first. I will make you the crown prince. I have arranged two concubines from the Li family for you. After they give birth to your heirs, we can plan other things."

Upon hearing this,

Ying Wuque felt as if he had been greatly insulted, "Father! I don't want concubines!"

Ying Yue's eyebrows furrowed, "Why?"

Ying Wuque clenched his fists, "Only sissies sleep with women, real men sleep with men!"

Ying Yue: "???"

He staggered back two steps,

Covering his chest,

Feeling that all his efforts had been in vain.

(End of the chapter)