"Deceive Ying Yue, deceive the Ji family, deceive anyone who can be deceived."

Zhao Ji's words.

Made Ying Wuji's eyes light up.

He had already vaguely guessed what Zhao Ji wanted to do.

But he still asked, "Deceiving is not a problem, but before deceiving, I still want to ask you, how do you plan to choose?"

Zhao Ji laughed heartily, "How much did Emperor Zhuanxu pay to seal the Tianren Clan in another world with his extraordinary divine power? My Zhao family is the legitimate successor of Zhuanxu. If we really make a move to welcome back the Tianren Clan, how can future generations hold their heads up?"

Ying Wuji couldn't help but ask, "But times have changed, and the Yao Clan has already been defeated. But now, the Yao Clan..."

It's not that he really doesn't trust Zhao Ji.

It's that he trusts Zhao Ji too much.

Among the successive kings of the Li Kingdom, his father-in-law is definitely a top-notch figure.

This kind of figure understands best how to weigh and judge the situation.

It is impossible not to see the difference between the past and the present.

Zhao Ji frowned, "I am gambling on the fate of the Zhao family to reform together with you. Isn't it to drive away those stumbling blocks, including the Wei and Han families, who are like white-eyed wolves living under someone else's roof? How can we tolerate the Tianren Clan, who is riding on the heads of the human race?"

Ying Wuji's expression brightened, but he still asked, "Then how do you plan to fight against the Yao Clan?"

Zhao Ji asked, "What do you think of the Lingwu Divine Realm?"

Ying Wuji nodded, "It is a good place for sword practice and a great help for cultivating experts, but it is only a support."

Zhao Ji asked again, "Why do you think the owner of the Lingwu Divine Realm opened this place?"

"Well..." Ying Wuji pondered. Since obtaining the jade pendant of the Lingwu Divine Realm, he has been practicing intensively inside every day.

He has gained many benefits, not only has his own combat skills become more proficient, but he has also stolen many real combat videos for his students.

But when he thought about it, what did he give in return?

It seems that besides exposing his own combat skills and tactics, there was no other loss.

Although the entry threshold for the Lingwu Divine Realm is very high.

But as long as you reach this threshold, you almost don't need to pay any price.

However, the Lingwu Divine Realm itself requires costs to operate.

Not to mention anything else, just teaching students online consumes most of his energy every day, and he has stopped for half a month after being injured.

The cost of this dreamland that has lasted for thousands of years, he dare not even think about it.

Combined with what he had seen and heard in the Lingwu Divine Realm...

Inside.

Blade combat accounted for the majority.

But there were always some participants who used a series of various spells, which made people dizzy and fascinated.

Ying Wuji couldn't help but ask, "Are they trying to integrate all the current methods and create a new cultivation system?"

"Of course!"

Zhao Ji nodded with a smile, "The current cultivation system originated before the Yan and Huang period. Even the Tianren Clan used this method, but the Tianren Clan in its glorious period mostly had first-grade spiritual embryos, while ordinary human embryos were of lower grade.

This method has been used for thousands of years.

Before the extraordinary divine power, Emperor Zhuanxu had already realized the limitations of this cultivation system.

Because it is completely restricted by innate physique, it is difficult for those with insufficient innate essence, energy, and spirit to achieve high accomplishments.

Efforts after birth cannot make significant changes. In the long run, there will only be one 'Tianren Clan' after another.

With such cultivation.

What is the essential difference from the Yao Clan?

Therefore, Emperor Zhuanxu contacted the descendants of the Martial Ancestor and the powerful beings who were proficient in dream communication, and established the Lingwu Divine Realm, which has been passed down from generation to generation.

The purpose is to break new ground and create a new cultivation system.

Only by breaking free from the shackles of innate, can the human race achieve higher accomplishments.

Thousands of years have passed, and the old cultivation system has reached its limit, but there has been no further progress.

It was not until the various schools of thought emerged during the Warring States period that a turning point appeared.

However, although they have accumulated many spells from various schools of thought, they have never been able to enter the door.

After discussing with the sages and kings of various countries for three days and three nights, they finally came to a conclusion."

Ying Wuji couldn't help but ask, "Establishing a national religion for the Hundred Schools of Thought, or kings becoming saints?"

"Exactly!"

"Why not do it if they know the method?"

"Things are never that simple."

Zhao Ji shook his head and smiled, "The thoughts of the Hundred Schools of Thought are the great wisdom of the wise men of all generations, but how many of them have become the consistent principles of a dynasty? Even if it becomes a national religion, the kings still have to give way to it. But if the kings themselves cannot sincerely accept this school of thought, how can they allow it to become a national religion?"

Ying Wuji thought for a moment.

Indeed, that's the case.

The thoughts of the Hundred Schools of Thought are brilliant, but at this stage, there is indeed a suspicion of being confined to paper.

The most typical example is the Mohist School...

Let's not mention it!

He asked again, "What about kings becoming saints? Many kings in various countries have reached the Divine Enlightenment Realm and cultivated three kinds of divine abilities. It shouldn't be that difficult, right?"

Zhao Ji smiled and asked, "Do you really think that among so many kings in history, none of them have cultivated three kinds of divine abilities?"

Ying Wuji: "..."

Zhao Ji sighed lightly, "Because in addition to the three kinds of divine abilities, to become a saint, there is still something extremely important!"

Ying Wuji continued to ask, "What is it?"

Zhao Ji's expression became solemn, "The heart of a saint!"

Ying Wuji asked again, "What is the heart of a saint?"

"I'm not too sure about this!"

Zhao Ji looked somewhat melancholy, "I have consulted the masters of various schools, and they all said that the heart of a saint is intangible and invisible. Even the saints themselves cannot feel their existence, they can only judge by whether they can gather disciples from all over the world.

As for what it really is.

Perhaps only a sentence from Laozi's 'Tao Te Ching' is closer.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent; they treat all things as straw dogs.

The saint is not benevolent; he treats the people as straw dogs.

Only a person who treats the people as heaven and earth treats all things can become a true saint.

The saints of various schools can gather disciples because they have already merged with their thoughts and become a kind of existence close to the rules.

They will not allow themselves to do things beyond the thoughts.

Confucians want to govern the world with benevolence and righteousness.

Mohists adhere to impartiality and universal love.

Military strategists use war to stop war.

The Dao is to govern without action.

Every sage is a true sage.

Even in my teachings, there was once a sage, regardless of how extreme his actions were, he was still a true sage.

Throughout the millennia, there have been countless kings.

There have been those who have cultivated three types of divine abilities.

But after cultivating these abilities, they realized that they did not possess the heart of a sage.

When I was young, I had exchanges with your father, where we shared our understanding of various divine abilities.

In the past few years, I secluded myself to comprehend these divine abilities.

But in reality, even if I comprehended these abilities, what determines whether I can become a sage is still the enigmatic heart of a sage.

But after my last seclusion, I came to a realization. As a king like me, I constantly worry about the Zhao family's rule and the power struggles among the nobles. Although I implement wise policies, it is only to win the hearts of the people. I have never truly considered what constitutes a prosperous era!

How can I have the heart of a sage with such behavior?

So I gave up."

These words made Ying Wuji ponder for a long time.

He had already realized that Zhao Ji's confidence in confronting the demonic race came from a new set of rules and cultivation system.

However...

He smirked, "It's difficult for the princes to establish a state religion, and the kings are burdened by their ancestral legacy. It seems that the new cultivation system is still far from being realized. Aren't you being too impulsive to be so certain?"

Zhao Ji smiled, "I may not be able to achieve it, but someone else can!"

Ying Wuji asked, "Who?"

Zhao Ji placed his hand on the back of the chair, leaning forward slightly with bright eyes that made Ying Wuji feel uneasy. "You and Ning'er!"

Ying Wuji's mouth twitched, "Perhaps Your Highness can, but I definitely can't! Don't you know what kind of person I am?"

"You are the Second Sage!"

"The Second Sage is fake!"

"It can be fake, but it can also be real!"

Zhao Ji sighed softly, as if lost in distant memories. "The concept of the Second Sage was proposed by the Daoist of your Bai family. But in my opinion, the Second Sage he mentioned is not just a conjecture."

"What is it then?"

"Hope!"

"..."

"It's hope!"

Zhao Ji looked at Ying Wuji. "Do you still remember what you said after the Bai family's grand gathering? That you would wait for the completion of the academy and inscribe a phrase on the plaque inside."

To cultivate the soul with Confucianism, govern the country with laws, strengthen the bones with ink, cultivate the heart with the Dao, and secure the world with the military.

Until now, he still remembered it clearly.

Ying Wuji certainly knew which phrase Zhao Ji was referring to and couldn't help but feel embarrassed. "With my character of being lenient towards myself and strict towards others, you should know, right?"

Zhao Ji waved his hand. "A father knows his son best. I don't understand you? Before today, you naturally didn't have the qualifications to become a sage, but after today, there may be a glimmer of hope."

"But is a glimmer of hope worth the risk?"

"Heh..."

Zhao Ji looked at him with a playful smile. "You're here to threaten me to make a choice, and I've complied with your choice. Are you unwilling to take risks?"

Ying Wuji remained silent.

Zhao Ji waved his hand. "If you can handle this task, then take it. If you can't, then just stay in the Marquis's residence and wait for death. Let Ning'er bear all the pressure. When the Heavenly Human Clan or the demonic race comes to crush us, your mother, Ning'er, Cai Mei, and Hua Chao will be killed or taken. By then, I will have long gone to meet our ancestors. Out of sight, out of mind! But you don't have to worry too much, after all, the seal of Zhuanxu is only loosened. No one knows when it will collapse. Maybe it can last for a while. It will be your daughter's turn then."

Zhao Ning: "..."

Ying Wuji: "..."

Too ruthless!

This is too ruthless!

For a moment, Ying Wuji's expression was incredibly vivid.

He felt a lingering pain in his heart.

He couldn't understand why he felt this pain in his heart.

Perhaps there was an egg in his heart?

He couldn't understand how someone like him, with his pathetic appearance, could have any connection to the legendary sage.

It was fine to rely on external aids for divine abilities.

But the heart of a sage was something he truly lacked.

He admired the sages.

But he could never become one.

Just thinking about it was terrifying.

But since it had come to this point, refusing would be impolite.

Ying Wuji gritted his teeth and asked, "Then please tell me how to deceive Ying Yue, deceive the Ji clan, and deceive everyone we can deceive?"

Zhao Ji smiled, "After the Mingdu incident in July, you will become a powerful minister!"

"Ah?"

Ying Wuji was somewhat confused.

Zhao Ji continued, "You will have to pay a great price to bring back some members of the Bai family and allow them to obtain as much power as possible within the permitted range. After developing to a certain extent, reveal their identity as members of the Heavenly Human Clan!"

"Wow..."

Ying Wuji couldn't help but inhale a cold breath. "So your idea is not only to confront the Ji clan, but also to use the advantage of the Bai family's Heavenly Human Clan to strip the Ji clan of their position as the Heavenly Human Clan's top dog?"

The top dog...

Zhao Ji looked at Ying Wuji with disdain. How could this kid come up with such a vulgar way to describe it?

But vulgar or not, it was still somewhat accurate.

This kid's brain was not bad. He quickly understood.

Ying Wuji, however, had some concerns. "But my mother said that the Bai family is already divided into factions, and the members are quite arrogant. This might backfire."

Zhao Ji stroked his beard and smiled. "Whether it backfires or not is your problem. Even if it becomes a disaster, it won't bite our Li Kingdom."

Ying Wuji's eyes twitched, feeling that his father-in-law was playing a big game.

He asked, "Then how can we avoid being bitten by them?"

Zhao Ji looked at him and said, "It is widely known that the Li Kings of past generations exchanged their blood for power, and it is a consensus that I won't live much longer. It just so happens that the Great Li is undergoing reforms, and the Marquis of the Ying clan has risen to power, becoming a powerful minister of this generation. I am old and senile, so it's normal for me to be jealous of talent, right?"

Ying Wuji grinned, "You are the ruler of the world, how could..."

Zhao Ji scolded with a smile, "Now is not the time to flatter!"Ying Wuji could only shut his mouth and continue, "So, at that time, I will leave in anger, taking all my assets with me, becoming a sought-after talent by all the countries in the world. Whether it's returning to Qian Gan Sui Ying Wuque, or joining Qi and Chu, or secretly infiltrating the Ji clan countries and undermining Zhou Tianzi, they are all excellent choices.

In this way, although the Great Li's energy will be temporarily damaged, with me outside to restrain, we can strive to buy as much time as possible for the development of the Great Li's national power. When both sides become stronger and unite, not only can we push for unification, but we can also crush the hopes of the Tianren Clan.

You are really ruthless!

It's just that I pity my abandoned wife and children, leaving my hometown..."

"Just thinking about your concubines!"

Zhao Ji looked at him with disdain, "When you recover from your injuries, you will have more time to come to the palace. I will personally teach you the method of external incarnation. When you break through the realm of a soldier and cultivate your divine abilities, you can leave your incarnation outside while your true self enjoys the happiness of family in secret!"

Ying Wuji smiled, "Yes! Father King has thought it through!"

No exaggeration.

He really thought it through.

According to the average lifespan of the King Li, there should be about seven or eight years left.

He already had control over his external incarnation, but it was limited by his cultivation level and had too many bugs.

Can't break through the realm of a soldier in seven or eight years?

That's too considerate!

Zhao Ji stood up and walked to him, patting his shoulder, "But as for how to rescue the Bai family and deal with the pressure after leaving the Li Kingdom, you will have to figure it out yourself."

Ying Wuji nodded, "Father King, rest assured!"

This seems to be the best plan.

Efficiency can be greatly improved.

The only question is whether he can become a saint, which is a big question mark.

But at least the father-in-law is on the same front as him.

This time, he is not afraid of being deceived.

Because if he wants to deceive, the father-in-law would not transfer power to the Bai family.

Zhao Ji waved his hand, "Then it's settled. I heard Ning'er say that this time you will definitely have dealings with the people of my sect when you go to the end of the Ming Capital. With today's plan, you should have a clear idea of how to proceed."

"Yes!"

"Thank you for your hard work!"

"It's my duty!"

"Now that Ning'er's identity has been suspected by Wei Han, there is no need to restrict Caimei so strictly. It's just right for your mother to understand your relationship with Caimei. It's a good opportunity for them to have more interaction as master and disciple."

Today's plan.

The most important thing is this kid.

Since Zhao Ji has decided to trust him, he might as well trust him completely. There is no reason to keep his loved one locked up.

Although someone questioned Zhao Ning's identity, it would be troublesome.

But regardless of whether it's true or false, a conflict will arise from this matter.

It has nothing to do with Li Caimei anymore. As long as she is protected by experts, there won't be any problems.

But he didn't expect that.

Ying Wuji's expression changed, and he stammered, "How about we postpone this proposal until after July?"

Zhao Ji: "???"

He couldn't understand.

His son-in-law, whom he had high hopes for, was entangled in such a mess because of his personal feelings for his children.

Why is he so useless!

Impatiently, Zhao Ji waved his hand, "You decide for yourself, just get out of here!"

"Alright!"

Ying Wuji grinned and quickly left Chongli Palace.

Outside the palace.

Ready to go home.

But he saw Zhao Ning chasing after him.

"Wuji, wait!"

Today's information was too overwhelming, and her mood was extremely complicated.

Ying Wuji looked at her, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Ning smiled, "Let's talk?"

"Okay!"

Ying Wuji nodded and entered the carriage of Qingjiang Palace with her.

He casually attached a soundproof charm.

Zhao Ning turned her head and looked at his profile, "Sometimes I feel that you are very strange. One moment you are plotting to dominate the world, and the next moment you are entangled in personal feelings."

Ying Wuji helplessly said, "Isn't life like this? Even saints, while considering why the universe is so vast, have to worry about what to eat for lunch. The false Second Saint is stepping on multiple boats, while the true Second Saint is troubled by political affairs every day. Ning'er... Are you chasing after me to say that I'm a scumbag?"

"A little bit!"

Zhao Ning sighed lightly, "Although the situation with Hua Chao is indeed very tricky, you owe Li Caimei too much."

Ying Wuji nodded, "Let's wait a little longer. In July, I will find a way to break the curse of the demon seed in Ming Capital. By then, I will confess to them."

Zhao Ning asked softly, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Ying Wuji was stunned, "Ning'er..."

Zhao Ning smiled and waved her hand, "Actually, I can't ask too much of you, because you owe me the least, and I owe you a lot. I used to think that all I needed to do in this life was to devote myself to the Li Kingdom, and my life would be complete. But I didn't expect to suddenly find myself longing for something else."

"Ning'er, I'm sorry..."

Ying Wuji held her hand, feeling that the daughter's heart of his first wife had completely awakened, but he still treated her in the same way as before.

It seems... unfair.

Zhao Ning gently leaned on his shoulder and smiled, "Father King used to scold me for being too emotional, and at that time, I didn't agree. I thought it was just a matter of ideology. But now I think, I am indeed too emotional, otherwise I wouldn't say such things.

I just want to say that no one is perfect, and no one can be perfect. The realm of a saint is indeed beyond reach, but you and I just need to do our best.

I do have some complaints about you, but I still fully support you.

Just like when you were trembling in the royal family, but still wholeheartedly entrusted yourself to us.

You did better than me.

So don't worry.

And don't burden yourself with some unavoidable imperfections."

"Yes!"

Ying Wuji was moved.

Zhao Ning gently kissed him, then turned back into the appearance of the Crown Prince, jumped off the carriage, and turned around with a smile, "It's getting late, let's go back quickly. I will take care of Caimei."

Ying Wuji smiled, "You should rest too."

After speaking.

He jumped off the carriage.

Slowly leaving the palace.

Zhao Ning watched him leave and turned back to Chongli Palace.Zhao Ji smiled and asked, "Have you conveyed my meaning?"

Zhao Ning nodded, "Yes! I have conveyed it in my own way."

"This kid..."

Zhao Ji sighed lightly. These days, he had been thinking about the bet he made with Qing Xu.

At that time, he felt that Qing Xu was underestimating him, so he willingly gave up the opportunity to join the Supreme View.

But upon reflection, he realized that his treatment of Ying Wuji was nothing compared to the benefits Ying Wuji brought to the Li Kingdom.

Wasn't this "the narrow desire of a king"?

Just like what the elders of the Bai family said, "The Second Saints" were their hopes for Wuji and Ning'er.

Qing Xu's bet was also a challenge to himself.

If it weren't for this bet, when he discovered Wuji's terrifying true strength at the end of the Sword Immortal Conference, what choice would he have made?

Would he have done the same as now?

Or...kill him?

Zhao Ning chuckled, "Father, there's no need to blame yourself. Your magnanimity far surpasses that of an ordinary king!"

Zhao Ji waved his hand, "Magnanimity is not just empty words. Today, I can fully trust Wuji not because I want to, but because I see greater hope in him.

I hope that when the Human Race achieves the status of the Heavenly Dynasty, I will have my own biography in the history books.

If it weren't for the rise of the Li Kingdom, I might have already lost the bet to Qing Xu since the Sword Immortal Conference."

He had said too much today.

It made him feel short of breath.

Supporting himself on the chair, he felt extremely exhausted.

He glanced at the flickering candle flame on the bronze lamp and felt a sense of melancholy.

He took a deep breath, "The Great Li will definitely succeed this time. When the time comes, I will have my own biography!"

Zhao Ning's expression became solemn, and he respectfully saluted, "I will follow your orders, Father!"

Zhao Ji nodded and waved his hand, "Go back!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Ning forgot to look at his father for a moment, only feeling that he had aged a lot.

Before the feeling of heartache welled up in his eyes, he turned around and left quickly.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he returned to his residence, Li Caimei approached him, "Your Highness! Wuji's mother has just arrived. I think we should do something to welcome her. The theater troupe is Wuji's hard work and a new thing in Jiangcheng. I want to book a venue and invite Wuji's mother to watch."

Zhao Ning: "..."

She thought of what Wuji had just said.

Why is the universe so big?

What should I eat for lunch today?

Seeing Li Caimei's slightly anxious expression, she felt that something might have changed.

Having been together for so long, she knew that Li Caimei was quite clever.

This girl must have guessed something.

If she refused, it would definitely raise suspicions.

Zhao Ning paused for a moment and smiled, "Of course, that's fine! Don't worry, within seven days, I will make the arrangements."

Li Caimei's expression eased slightly, and she lightly nodded.

Zhao Ning felt nervous in her heart.

This was the best she could do.

But seven days should be enough, right?

Tomorrow morning, she would inform Wuji. With his intelligence, he should be able to come up with a foolproof plan.

Wuji was already tired from worrying about national affairs.

She would try her best not to let trouble arise in his backyard!

...

The Marquis's Mansion.

When Ying Wuji returned, it was already close to midnight. Normally, most people would be asleep at this time.

But tonight, the lights were still on.

Servants and maids were waiting, preparing hot water, late-night snacks, and desserts.

This scale...

It was at least the level of welcoming a prince.

Ying Wuji was a little puzzled. Although his mother's status in this mansion was no less than that of a prince, she had already said that everything should be kept simple and that she just wanted to rest well!

Why suddenly become so extravagant?

Ying Wuji followed the line of servants and maids and found the source of the commotion.

It was his study.

But now, the study no longer looked like a study.

Three women were lying comfortably on lounge chairs. Especially Mi Xingli, she had a rejuvenating medicine on her face and occasionally opened her mouth to let the maids feed her fruits.

Steam rose from a wooden basin.

There were three small maids squatting in front of the basin, carefully massaging their feet.

Faintly, the smell of spiritual medicine could be detected.

Ying Wuji's heart skipped a beat. Judging from the fluctuations in energy, this spiritual medicine was not high-end and could only be used as an auxiliary for cultivation. It should be from the mansion's medicinal herb storage, which had been open to Mi Xingli all along. After all, the daily consumption was not much, and the Marquis's Mansion had no pressure to maintain this level of expenditure.

But today, the smell was too strong.

How much did they use?

Even if they were rich, they couldn't afford to waste so much!

Feeling anxious, Ying Wuji quickened his pace.

He ran to the front of the three women.

When he lowered his head to look, he saw that the liquid in the basin was not clear like water, but had become a thick mixture.

What the f*ck...

Mi Xingli lazily raised her eyelids, "Oh! The Marquis is back? Someone, bring another chair. This young master wants the Marquis to soak his feet."

Hua Chao had already fallen asleep, but when she heard the voice, she opened her eyes faintly.

Seeing Ying Wuji in front of her, she felt a little embarrassed.

Subconsciously, she retracted her fair and slender feet that she had never let anyone serve before.

Being seen like this by Ying Wuji made her feel a little embarrassed.

Ying Wuji's gaze reluctantly moved away from her feet and glared at Mi Xingli, "Miss, you're so generous! You've emptied my medicinal herb storage and then invited us to wash our feet?"

"Hey hey hey! I don't like the way you're talking!" Mi Xingli was a little displeased. "Look at you, a son! After being separated from your mother for more than twenty years, you just let her go back to sleep after dinner and take care of herself, without considering her tiredness from the journey.

As a guest, I can't bear to see this!

Fortunately, this young master has a clever and thoughtful heart, and thought of such a wonderful way to take care of her body. Otherwise, if the Marquis loses his filial piety, he would probably become a laughingstock!"

Bai Yi leaned to the side, watching Mi Xingli's performance.In his heart, there was both joy and regret.

This girl's temperament, she really likes him a lot.

At first, when he found out that Mi Xingli lived in the Fuma Mansion, he was happy.

But later, he realized that she only lived in the Fuma Mansion.

Ying Wuji couldn't help but laugh: "If you want to show off, spend your own money. What's the point of relying on others?"

"Hey hey!"

Mi Xingli spread her hands and said, "I'm not as rich as the Fuma Lord. I'm not good at business, so I can't earn gold or silver. I can only earn some worthless stones. If I give these to my aunt, what will people say about me? Besides, it's not relying on others. What I'm offering to my aunt is a rare healing method in the world. Compared to that, a few pots of medicine are worth nothing."

Bai Yi couldn't help but laugh and said, "Indeed, a few pots of medicine are worth nothing. Wuji, don't be stingy. I think this method is good."

Ying Wuji: "..."

This Mi Xingli really holds grudges!

He turned to look at Mi Xingli.

Mi Xingli also looked at him with a defiant attitude. "Look! Lady Aunt has spoken. Fuma Lord, don't you want to thank me?"

"Lady, you're amazing!"

Ying Wuji stared at her for a while and said, "But Lady, your feet really stink. The strong smell of medicine can't cover it up."

Mi Xingli's smile froze on her face. She didn't expect Ying Wuji to resort to personal attacks when he couldn't win the argument.

But she couldn't confront him in front of Bai Yi.

She could only give him a fierce glare, make a gesture with her throat, and leave with her wooden clogs.

Bai Yi couldn't help but laugh. "This girl is really interesting!"

"She's just a birdbrain. Isn't she wasting medicinal materials?"

Ying Wuji felt a bit annoyed.

Bai Yi didn't care and said, "Don't worry about these things. Let's go to the main hall and discuss important matters."

After speaking, she put on her boots and left.

Ying Wuji knew she was talking about the matters in the palace, so he turned to Hua Chao and said, "Hua Chao, you can go to sleep first. I have something to discuss with Mother."

Hua Chao nodded with a smile and said, "I didn't plan to wash like this, but since Mother is coming, I thought I'd accompany her..."

"I understand!"

Ying Wuji smiled, afraid that she would feel guilty, so he let the maidservant leave and held her fair and round feet in his hands, gently wiping them with a dry towel.

Hua Chao's body trembled, and she instinctively wanted to retract her feet.

But Ying Wuji held them tightly, not letting her escape.

For a moment, her face turned as red as if blood was about to drip.

She could only let him wipe or play with her feet without knowing.

Even after putting on white socks, the blush on her face didn't fade.

Ying Wuji smiled and said, "It's clean now, go rest!"

Hua Chao: "..."

Ying Wuji: "Go rest!"

Hua Chao whispered, "Then you should let go quickly!"

Ying Wuji: "..."

Only then did he reluctantly let go of her feet and put on her wooden clogs.

Although they had been sleeping together for a long time, Hua Chao was too conservative and always kept the lights off. She didn't even notice that her feet were...

Although Mi Xingli was too extravagant and indulgent, the entertainment activity she invented was really exciting...

It seems that they should do it more often in the future.

Whether Mi Xingli likes it or not, Hua Chao must participate.

"You're still laughing. You're not a good person!"

Hua Chao complained and glanced at him, her eyes filled with a hint of shyness, but still gentle.

After speaking, she quickly left the study.

Across the window.

Mi Xingli secretly looked over and felt as if ants were crawling on her feet. She muttered to herself, "This Ying Wuji is really perverted!"

"Achoo!"

Ying Wuji was puzzled. Did he catch a cold because he was too excited just now?

But he had other things to discuss, so he didn't pay much attention and quickly went to the main hall.

In the main hall.

Bai Yi was already impatient. "What did you and the King of Li say after the banquet tonight?"

Ying Wuji smiled and said, "We talked about many things, but it went smoothly..."

"Shh!"

Bai Yi made a gesture to keep quiet and said in a low voice, "Let's find a completely safe place to talk!"

Ying Wuji: "..."

It seems that Mother is also afraid of being tricked by Lao Bi Deng.

She must have developed post-traumatic stress disorder.

He thought for a moment and realized that it would be better to be cautious.

So he took Bai Yi to the underground secret room.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he heard a sweet and silly voice.

"Magic mirror, magic mirror, tell me, who is the most beautiful woman in the world?"

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Bai Yi: "..."

Ying Wuji: "..."

Looking inside.

A lovely and beautiful little girl was holding a piece of glass mirror, her face full of anticipation as she asked.

But instead of seeing Bai Zhi's reflection, she saw Jiang Leqing smiling bitterly.

"It's you!"

"It's you!"

"It's definitely you!"

She was sealed inside this mirror, and she was really afraid that Bai Zhi would accidentally break her.

When Bai Zhi heard someone approaching, she quickly turned her head and saw Ying Wuji. She happily ran over, smiling and saying, "Lord, look, she said I'm incredibly beautiful!"

Ying Wuji: "..."

He should have known not to tell her the story of the magic mirror.

But there was no other way. This girl was sometimes asleep, sometimes awake, sometimes human, sometimes a fox.

She always wanted to sleep with him regardless of the occasion.

His injuries hadn't fully healed, so he could only tell her stories to distract her. He didn't expect Jiang Leqing to suffer in the end.

When Bai Zhi saw Bai Yi, she couldn't help but open her mouth in surprise.

Huh?

She seemed familiar.

"Miss?"

"Ah!"

"Miss, is it really you?"

Bai Zhi was overjoyed and couldn't control herself. She turned back into a fox and jumped into Bai Yi's arms, rubbing her chin against her, showing an extremely intimate scene.

Bai Yi was also extremely happy and couldn't help but spend a long time calming her down.

When she first brought this little girl to Li, she was just a little child.

But now.

She had become a little fox.

Time flies...

Ying Wuji patted the little fox's belly and then pointed to Jiang Leqing in the mirror. "Swallow her first, otherwise your identity as a heavenly human will be exposed!"

"..."Jiang Leqing's face changed, "The Celestial Clan? Ying Wuji..."

She wanted to say something else.

But she was already swallowed by Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi quickly felt bloated, adjusted her position, and lay in Bai Yi's arms.

Bai Yi hesitated a bit, "Was that Jiang Leqing just now? Telling her this secret..."

"No rush!"

Ying Wuji smiled and roughly recounted the conversation he had with Zhao Ji in the palace.

After hearing this, Bai Yi couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect Zhao Ji's ambition to grow even stronger. Compared to him, Ying Yue... Never mind! Let's not talk about him! But Wuji, have you really made up your mind?"

"I have!"

Ying Wuji nodded, "But I still want to ask for your opinion, mother. After all, I have never interacted with the Bai family. I'm not sure if I can control them."

He could distrust the Bai family.

But he could completely trust Bai Yi.

Just the demonic vein and the bracelet full of treasures were not something an ordinary royal family could offer. Even if the Bai family was wealthy, this was 80% of their family fortune.

The treasures of the Bai family were entrusted to him.

And Bai Yi was undoubtedly the mastermind of the whole event.

This was beyond doubt.

Bai Yi pondered for a while, and finally nodded, "Most of the Bai family can be trusted. Regardless of their thoughts, whether they have doubted me or not, they all respect the Great Elder immensely.

Except for those who have completely sided with the Qian royal family, and those who are particularly obsessed with the Celestial Clan.

The former were not imprisoned, but were used by the Qian royal family.

The latter, although difficult to control, are not few in number.

But if you are determined to get people from Ying Yue, I can give you a list of usable people.

Once they are saved to the Kingdom Li, they will surely follow your lead.

As for whether to welcome back the Celestial Clan, it's up to you.

But Wuji... Are you really going to take this risk?"

She thought the plan of the father-in-law and son-in-law was very powerful.

Even if Zhou Tianzi believed in the Celestial Clan, he was just a "son of heaven", at most a godson.

But the Bai family had the background of the Celestial Clan.

Even though the bloodline has degenerated a lot, and it's different from the sealed ones.

They also have a sense of kinship.

Although they might be seen as traitors, thousands of years of "exile experience" is enough to win people's trust.

The Zhou royal family is willing to follow the Celestial Clan.

They must have gained a lot of benefits.

But if the Bai family gains enough status and influence, it's easy to snatch these benefits from the Zhou royal family.

This is a plan to cut off the enemy's resources.

But... there's fire in the fuel, and if you're not careful, you could get burned.

Ying Wuji laughed, "Some things are better resolved sooner. Although this plan is riskier, the return could be several times higher. This time when I enter the Capital of the Great Ming, I will shock them with the identity of the Bai family, let them feel the terror of our Bai family."

Bai Yi was speechless with laughter, "It's not impossible, but the end of the Capital of the Great Ming is full of experts in the Soldier Realm. Your current strength is still a bit insufficient. But you can retreat for a while, completely unlock the seal of the Celestial Clan's bloodline, then even facing the experts in the Soldier Realm, you may not be at a disadvantage."

Ying Wuji was delighted in his heart.

Isn't this what I've been waiting for?

But... retreat?

It always feels a bit unreliable, it's better to be safe before Hua Chao's demon seed is unlocked.

Ying Wuji asked, "Do I have to retreat? For how long?"

Bai Yi nodded, "How could the secret method that can completely seal the bloodline be simple? The time shouldn't be too long, if I help you, it can be done in a day.

But my cultivation was ruined by Ying Yue by 70%, I'm afraid I can't help you.

But with your talent, it can be done in at most ten days!"

"Then I'll retreat now!"

Ying Wuji immediately said.

After all, he had just dodged a bullet.

Everything is stable on Hua Chao's side.

There shouldn't be any major problems on Tang Tang's side.

To be honest.

This should be a hard-won safe period.

Moreover, he has reached the thirteenth level of Spirit Gathering, and his comprehension ability has already broken through the sky.

Ten days.

It must be underestimated.

At most seven days.

He will come out.

During this time, it's the least likely time for anything to happen before July!

And now there's Cao Gonggong to protect the mansion.

If not now, when?

But...

It's better to invite the Sword Spirit over, just in case!

Ying Wuji stood up, "Mother! I'm going out to do something, I'll be back in at most two hours. Please wait a moment, when I come back, immediately teach me the secret method!"

With that said.

He directly took out a dagger and waved it.

The next moment, he appeared on a cliff tens of miles away.

(End of the chapter)