Dethrone me, I don't want the throne anymore, why are you so angry?

Upon hearing this, Liu Ruyan was shocked. The Qiu Shui Sword, the most famous sword of Dayan, was a relic of Ye Yu's mother.

A sword that has reached the level of a top-grade spiritual treasure is an extremely rare treasure in the entire Qingzhou.

It was because of this sword that Liu Ruyan earned the title of the most beautiful sword in Dayan. She knew very well that if she lost the Qiu Shui Sword, her cultivation in the late stage of foundation building would really not be enough!

"Royal brother, how could you do this? The Autumn Water Sword was given to Sister Ruyan by you. How can you take back something you have given away? Even if you want to win back Sister Ruyan, you shouldn't use this kind of threatening method. You should reason with her and appeal to her emotions." Ye Xuan said.

Hearing this, Liu Ruyan immediately realized that Ye Yu must know how important the Qiushui Sword was to him, which was why he said this, "You are truly disgusting!"

Feeling Liu Ruyan's gaze, Ye Yu didn't mean to explain. He just looked up at Liu Ruyan and said, "I'll give you two days to return the Autumn Water Sword to me. Otherwise, don't blame me for coming to get it myself. I mean what I say!"

Although the voice was soft, the tone was full of unquestionable determination.

The faces of many ministers changed at this moment, as if the once invincible Prince Ye Yu had returned!

Watching Ye Yu turn and leave, Ye Qingwan's expression became even uglier. She slammed the table and shouted, "Don't worry, Ruyan. The Qiushui Sword is yours once it's given to you. If anyone disobeys, I'll personally teach him a lesson!"

The voice was very loud, as if it was meant for Ye Yu to hear.

But Ye Yu ignored him and walked away. Maybe it was an illusion, but his steps became lighter and lighter.

"Sister, please calm down. The emperor just practiced the magic skills by mistake and was confused for a moment. Please give the emperor another chance to reform." Ye Xuan said hurriedly.

These words seemed to be pleading for Ye Yu, but in fact they confirmed that Ye Yu was practicing magic.

After hearing this, the ministers who had intended to persuade him shut up. As the demons were involved, they could not say anything more.

However, they were all amazed in their hearts. They didn't expect that the Second Prince Ye Xuan, who usually kept a low profile, was actually so scheming. This completely blocked Ye Yu's way out.

Seeing that Ye Qingxuan stopped talking and Liu Ruyan's face was full of anger, Ye Xuan nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Ye Yu's departing back, thinking in his heart: I can't let him go like this. Although he is useless now, he is still a hidden danger as long as he is alive.

Ye Xuan thought of the information the Blood Demon Clan had given him about Ye Yu's battle record in the Nine Nether Blood Spring, and a hint of fear rose in his heart.

The Blood Demon Clan also has a very high opinion of Ye Yu.

This boy can defeat 100,000 demon cultivators.

After leaving the palace, Ye Yu breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had finally freed himself from the many shackles on his body. Then Ye Yu did not stop and headed straight out of the imperial city.

He knew Ye Xuan's style very well, and he would never let him leave like this. Now, recovering from his injuries as soon as possible was the top priority.

Arriving at a dense forest outside the city, Ye Yu found a secluded corner and took out a worn bronze tripod from his ring.

He brought this small tripod back from the Nine Nether Blood Spring.

Ye Yu, who had experienced a lifetime, was well aware of the magic of this bronze tripod. In his previous life, if it were not for this bronze tripod, he would not have been able to deal with Ye Xuan, who had the support of the Blood Demon Clan and the entire Da Yan, for so long.

Seeing that there was no one around, Ye Yu took a deep breath, then his face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood which fell on the bronze tripod.

When it came into contact with Ye Yu's blood essence, the small tripod suddenly made a buzzing sound, then floated up on its own, pieces of copper rust peeled off, and finally turned into a stream of light and merged into Ye Yu's body, floating in Ye Yu's dantian.

Suddenly, the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth surged like a tide, continuously merging into Ye Yu's body, nourishing his body. His injuries were gradually recovering, and his aura also surged at this moment.

Ye Yu's spiritual roots were completely destroyed when he suppressed the Nine Nether Blood Spring, and his original cultivation had dissipated.

If you lose your spiritual roots, even gods cannot save you, and you will never have the chance to practice cultivation again in this life.

However, by chance in his previous life, Ye Yu discovered that one of the functions of this small tripod was that it could completely replace spiritual roots.

The other ability is even more incredible, but Ye Yu is unable to activate it now. He has to wait until his strength recovers to the Golden Core level.

Gradually, the spiritual power in Ye Yu's dantian became thicker and thicker, and then gradually condensed in the center of the dantian, slowly becoming solid and condensing into a golden elixir.

On the other side, Ye Xuan had just sent out a killer. This time, the one he sent was a helper from the Blood Demon Clan. With the Golden Core cultivation level, his blood escape technique made ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators helpless.

Logically speaking, killing a disabled Ye Yu was more than enough, but Ye Xuan always felt uneasy for no reason. After hesitating for a long time, Ye Xuan finally came to the door of his second sister Ye Qingxuan and shouted, "Second sister, it's bad, my eldest sister has kicked my brother out!"

With a creaking sound, the door was pushed open, and Ye Qingxuan's impatient face came into view. She said unhappily, "What is that loser doing again!"

Ye Qingxuan, the second princess of Dayan, is extremely talented, only slightly inferior to Ye Yu back then. She possesses a top-grade mutated ice spiritual root and is already in the late Golden Core stage at a young age. She is a prodigy among prodigies.

Seeing Ye Qingxuan, Ye Xuan quickly recounted what had just happened.

The more Ye Qingxuan listened, the uglier her expression became. She said in a cold voice, "How dare he practice magic? Why should we drive out this kind of trash? If it were you, I should just kill him directly."

"Second sister, no, what if my royal brother is really wronged? If he dies because of this, I will never be able to sleep or eat in peace for the rest of my life. You must go and find my royal brother!" Ye Xuan said with red eyes.

If the assassination plan goes wrong, Ye Yu must be brought back. Now is the time. There are plenty of opportunities to kill him slowly!

Seeing this, Ye Qingxuan sighed. This little brother of hers was good in every way except that he was too soft-hearted. She touched Ye Xuan's head, and then took him into the air, following Ye Yu's breath.

In the dense forest, Ye Yu sat cross-legged. Suddenly, his aura rose sharply. A round golden elixir floated quietly in his dantian. A steady stream of spiritual power seeped out of the golden elixir and flowed to Ye Yu's limbs and bones. The familiar feeling came back.

The next moment, Ye Yu condensed his spiritual power and poured it into the small tripod. As long as the small tripod absorbed enough spiritual power, it would open and spew out precious treasures. It could only be opened once a day.

In order to gather enough spiritual power to open the small cauldron, one must at least have a golden elixir.

Spiritual power continued to flow in, and the light on the small tripod became brighter and brighter. When it was about to open, Ye Yu's face suddenly changed. He slapped the ground with his palm and flew into the air.

And where he was originally sitting, blood gradually seeped out, and then a head popped out from it, looking at Ye Yu in the air in surprise.

"You've recovered?!"