Auxiliary Women's Strategy: A Virtuous Wife Helps the King to Rule the World

"Your Highness, what a brilliant escape!" As these cold words fell, a man in black landed gracefully at the entrance of the cave. The Seventh Prince's trusted associates instantly became alert, quickly drawing their weapons and surrounding him closely, forming an impenetrable human wall.

"If you want to take His Highness away, you have to get past us first!" One of the confidants shouted angrily, his voice revealing his unwavering determination.

A flicker of disdain flashed across Mo Yu's eyes, as if the obstacle before him was nothing more than a tiny speck of dust. "Just you?" he sneered.

Before he finished speaking, Mo Yu's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and instantly appeared before his confidants like a ghost. Swords flashed, and as sword shadows crossed, several confidants screamed and fell to the ground, their blood instantly staining the ground red.

The Seventh Prince looked at the bloody scene happening before him, and an unprecedented fear surged in his heart. He could not help but step back repeatedly.

"Your Highness, today is the end of you!" Mo Yu's voice echoed in the cave, and with every step he took, the tension in the air grew thicker. His movements became more swift and fierce, and each strike was more fierce and vicious than the last.

Although the remaining confidants fought with all their might, the huge disparity in strength gradually put them at a disadvantage. The cave was filled with a strong, pungent smell of blood, and the Seventh Prince was filled with despair. He watched helplessly as his men fell one by one, their screams of pain echoing in his ears, a terrifying sight.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" The seventh prince had completely lost his former dignity at this moment. He collapsed to the ground in a mess, and kept moving backwards desperately, trying to escape the impending disaster.

However, Mo Yu didn't stop his attack, his eyes devoid of any pity. "Seventh Prince, you deserve this!" Just as Mo Yu's sword was about to reach the Seventh Prince's throat, the Seventh Prince instinctively grabbed a stone and hurled it at Mo Yu with all his might. Although this powerful blow failed to injure Mo Yu, it bought him a rare glimmer of hope.

The Seventh Prince took the opportunity to struggle to his feet and desperately fled towards the depths of the cave. Mo Yu sneered with mockery and quickly chased after him.

The cave grew darker and damper as the Seventh Prince stumbled in panic and fell to the ground. Mo Yu followed closely behind him, the tip of his sword firmly pressed against the Seventh Prince's back.

"Your Highness, you have no way to escape." Mo Yu said coldly.

Just as the seventh prince closed his eyes in despair and prepared to face death, a noisy sound of footsteps and shouts came from outside the cave.

"Seventh Prince, we are here!"

A group of people dressed in strange clothes rushed into the cave and surrounded Mo Yu and the Seventh Prince in an instant. They were followers of the Tongtian Divine Religion and were obviously not there to rescue them.

The leader sneered, "Seventh Prince, we are here, but not to save you. You betrayed us and caused us heavy losses. Today is the day you die!"

Upon hearing this, the Seventh Prince shouted in horror, "You can't do this to me. We are partners!"

However, the believers obviously had no intention of listening to his pleas for mercy. They drew their weapons without hesitation and pressed forward step by step.

At this moment, Mo Yu suddenly stepped forward, blocking the Seventh Prince and shouting, "What qualifications do you have to interfere in the affairs of Daxia?"

"Hmph! The name of our Tongtian Sect is our qualification. Kill!" Following the order from the leader, the believers rushed forward.

Mo Yu moved swiftly, picking up the seventh prince with one hand and hovering him in mid-air.

Looking at the two people suspended in mid-air, the believers showed surprised expressions, "God Transformation Stage?"

Mo Yu laughed disdainfully and said, "Wrong! It's the Wuji Realm!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yu suddenly slapped his palm into the air, and an extremely powerful force burst out instantly, turning the surrounding believers into ashes.

The Seventh Prince had witnessed all this and had already fainted from fright.

Inside the Chamber of Commerce warehouse.

Mo Yu threw the Seventh Prince to the ground. The Seventh Prince grimaced in pain, but did not dare to move at all at this moment.

After a while, Su Nan, who got the news, hurried over with Chen Feifan.

Su Nan sat down steadily and said, "Seventh Prince, this move of yours is truly brilliant. Unfortunately, you forgot one thing."

"What's the matter?" The seventh prince also forced himself to sit up.

"Humanity! Although you have committed a serious mistake, the emperor is your biological father after all. According to normal thinking, you should at least plead for mercy from your father, right? Everyone has a lucky mentality, but your stand-in didn't make any excuses or pray, which made me suspicious. Sure enough, I was right. Seventh Prince, at this point, what else do you have to say?" Su Nan explained to the Seventh Prince very patiently.

"Now that things have come to this, I have nothing more to say. Why didn't you hand me over to my father? Why did you bring me here?"

"Hand you over to the Emperor? No, no, no, there's no need for that. The Emperor thought you were dead and is grieving. If I send you over, perhaps you can still keep your life, but I will never allow that. You sent someone to kill me, that's one; you destroyed my brother's family, that's two; you hindered my bid for the throne, that's three. No matter which one, you will die."

The Seventh Prince was surprised: "Your brother? When did I harm him?"

Su Nan pointed at the young man standing next to him and said, "His name is Chen Feifan. Have you ever heard of him?"

At this time, Chen Feifan clenched his fists, his whole body was trembling, his eyes were red, as if he wanted to rush up and bite it to pieces immediately.

"The Chen family? I understand. Now that things have come to this, I don't need to make excuses. Just kill me if you want." The Seventh Prince closed his eyes and felt a sense of relief.

Su Nan didn't want to waste any more words. She had promised Chen Feifan that he would kill his enemies with his own hands, and she would definitely keep her word: "Feifan, go ahead."

Chen Feifan suddenly pulled out the dagger he had prepared long ago from his arms, rushed to the Seventh Prince, and stabbed him hard in the thigh with the knife. Blood spurted out instantly.

"Ah..." The Seventh Prince screamed, "Kill me."

"Killing you would be too easy for you. I will torture you slowly. My parents died unjustly, their heads and bodies were separated, and you abandoned their bodies in the wilderness. Your death does not deserve a pity." Chen Feifan's eyes were red and he roared with gritted teeth.

His hand gripping the dagger trembled with extreme anger, and he stabbed the Seventh Prince's shoulder again, causing him to scream miserably. Chen Feifan ignored him and stabbed him in the abdomen again. Blood gushed out, staining a large area of ​​the ground red.

"This knife is for my innocent and tragically dead father!" Chen Feifan said as he twisted the dagger hard. The Seventh Prince's face was distorted with pain and cold sweat rolled down his face like rain.

"This knife is for my mother who has suffered humiliation!" Chen Feifan's voice was full of hatred, and he stabbed towards the seventh prince's chest again.

The Seventh Prince tried to struggle, but he was too badly injured to move and could only let Chen Feifan do whatever he wanted. There was no mercy in Chen Feifan's eyes, only endless anger.

"You devil, you will die a horrible death!" The seventh prince cursed in pain.

Chen Feifan sneered, "Do you know the pain now? The pain my parents suffered was a thousand times worse than this!" As he said that, he pulled out a dagger and cut deep bloody marks on the seventh prince's arm.

"Ah... please, kill me and give me a quick death!" The seventh prince pleaded in despair.

"Hmph, you want to get away with it? That's not that easy!" Chen Feifan's dagger fell on the seventh prince's thigh again, using all his strength in each strike.

The screams of the Seventh Prince echoed in the warehouse, but Chen Feifan had no intention of stopping. There was only the rage of revenge in his heart. He stabbed the Seventh Prince with one knife after another until the Prince gradually lost his voice and was dying.

But Chen Feifan did not give up and continued to create wounds on the seventh prince's body, as if he wanted to vent all the pain and hatred in his heart through this dagger.

Su Nan had already walked out of the warehouse. She had never killed anyone before and couldn't bear to see such a bloody scene.

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Chen Feifan walked out of the warehouse covered in blood, tears in his eyes, and knelt in front of Su Nan, crying loudly, finally venting all the resentment that had accumulated for a long time.

Su Nan helped him up, gently stroked his head, and waited patiently for him to stop crying.

"It's all over, let's go back. Mo Yu, thank you for your hard work, please clean up the mess."

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