The Emperor's Domineering Favor, the Evil Consort's Unparalleled Reign

"Let me out! Fu Cheng, let me out! I have things to do outside! Let me out! Let me out!" Ying Li kept using his spiritual power to attack the illusion array, but after breaking through, he only ended up in another illusion. The illusion reflected his inner world, where Ying Li saw himself anxiously trying to escape his confinement.

"I can't beat you, and you can't escape, Ying Li. I advise you not to waste your energy." Fu Cheng sat upright in the center of the pavilion, a table of wine and food laid out in front of him. He poured two cups of wine, handing one to Ying Li and drinking the other in one gulp. Seeing Ying Li's slightly anxious expression, Fu Cheng's eyes darkened. He waved his hand at Ying Li and said, "You'd better come over. You're just wasting your spiritual energy there. Even if the Venerable Lord of the Spirit Realm Continent, the so-called strongest Spirit Lord, Venerable Lord Mu Zhen, came, he couldn't do anything to me, let alone a little girl like you!"

Ying Li's expression changed slightly. Looking at the ethereal scenery and feeling the intricate web of illusion created by Fu Cheng, a bead of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He sat down opposite Fu Cheng, observing his calm demeanor, and asked, "If you're unwilling to help me, you can simply let me out. I'll find another illusion master to answer my questions; you don't need to trouble yourself. But why have you trapped me here?! I have no connection with you. If you kindly let me go, I'll remember your kindness. But if you're so stubborn, we're afraid we'll have to fight!"

"Heh, you've already taken off your clothes in front of me, and you still say we have nothing to do with each other?! I'm a rather conservative person. Since you treat me this way, then I have to take responsibility for you, marry you properly, and make you the mistress of the Fu Family Manor. I'll ensure your lifelong peace and stability, so you won't have to go to the battlefield and come back covered in wounds. Wouldn't that be better?! You're just a little girl, you should stay here and behave yourself. Don't think about turning things around on your own. Don't do things that are tiring and harmful to your health. It will break my heart."

Ying Li's face turned pale and then red. Thinking of what had just happened, Ying Li's right hand trembled slightly. She looked at Fu Cheng, whose eyebrows and eyes were smiling. Although his words were light and frivolous, there was not a trace of mockery in his eyes. His whole person exuded a gentle calmness, which made Ying Li subconsciously feel that what he said was right and what he did was serious.

"Try this, it's delicious." Fu Cheng casually picked up a piece of bean cake and handed it to Ying Li. Ying Li's expression changed. She looked at the bean cake in Fu Cheng's hand, and her face gradually turned pale. "How did you know?! I never told you that I like bean cake."

“Illusion is also called mind-reading. Once you fall into my illusion, I can read your mind. If I don’t even know your preferences, then I might as well not stay in the Ghost Realm!” Fu Cheng looked at Ying Li with a smile in his eyes. In that instant, Fu Cheng’s clear eyes carried a captivating power.

Ying Li fixed her gaze on the bean cake, her lips pressed tightly together. After a long while, she raised her head, smiled easily, and said, "The illusion master is indeed an illusion master. If it were an ordinary young girl, she would probably be fooled by you. Since you can read minds in illusions, you can naturally give me this affection just right. This bean cake is indeed delicious, but it's not the kind I like. You should keep it for yourself."

Fu Cheng put down the bean cake in his hand, his lips still smiling, but the gentleness from before was gone in an instant.

Ying Li gathered spiritual energy into a sword in his right hand, his figure flashing to Fu Cheng's side. The sword tip pressed against Fu Cheng's throat. Ying Li said, "I'll only say this one last time: let me out! Otherwise, I'll kill you!!!"

“Then come!” Fu Cheng said, slowly standing up. He had a gentle smile on his face, but the next second, his eyes were filled with coldness. His face was hidden in the shadow of the pavilion, and he slowly walked towards Ying Li. Ying Li took a step back and watched Fu Cheng walk out of the pavilion, but his face had changed completely.

"If you can bring yourself to do it, I'll let you go!" Fu Cheng said, watching Ying Li's face gradually fade, a smile playing on his lips. "If you can bring yourself to do it, not only will I let you go, but I'll also help you break the illusion. How about it? What do you think of this sure-fire deal?!"

Ying Li stared intently at Fu Cheng's face, a face so strikingly similar to Jiang Huai's. Her lips twitched uncontrollably, and her right hand felt as if a thousand-pound boulder was pressing down on it; no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move it an inch. He was provoking Ying Li's bottom line; he was challenging her resolve.

Fu Cheng didn't believe that Ying Li would still act without hesitation after he had done all that. At such a moment, most women would probably cry their hearts out and then seek help through teary eyes. Fu Cheng only needed to wait for the moment when Ying Li's emotions collapsed, and then seize the opportunity to enter and keep Ying Li forever in the illusion he had created in Fu Family Manor.

He had a good impression of Ying Li and was very curious about her. He had never seen such a decisive woman before. He knew about Ying Li's foreseeable tragic future and felt that such a woman should not fight among swords in that way. Therefore, he did what he thought was the right thing to do, even though he might regret it the next second.

"Uh..." Fu Cheng's smile froze on his face. He stared at Ying Li's incredibly calm face, utterly astonished. As his appearance slowly returned to normal, Fu Cheng looked down at the sword in his chest. The wound was small, but blood still flowed out instantly. Ying Li's eyes were indifferent, and an endless chill lurked in his bones.

"How could you be so ruthless to him?!" Fu Cheng asked, staring incredulously at Ying Li's resolute eyes, utterly perplexed.

Ying Li drew her sword, watching the blood slowly flow out, her eyes cold and resolute. "You're not him, aren't you?! Why are you lying to yourself? Why are you lying to me? Do you think I'm still the same naive woman who gets impulsive when she sees an illusion?! You're wrong!"

"Ruthless enough, absolutely ruthless." Fu Cheng said, a faint smile on his face, as if he had lost something precious, his eyes filled with a sense of loss.

With a wave of his hand, the illusion of the Fu Clan Manor vanished, and under the clear blue sky, Ying Li stood before him.

"Give me the moonstone, and I'll help you break the illusion." Fu Cheng said, his right hand covering the wound on his chest, which was less than an inch long. Hot blood flowed out, and he felt a chill in his chest as the wind blew. Taking Ying Li's moonstone in his hand, Fu Cheng said, "I also want a bowl of your heart's blood, and the power of the spirit-devouring stone in your hand."

Ying Li looked at him, nodded, and pulled out a dagger. Almost instantly, she plunged the dagger into her own chest! Halfway there, Fu Cheng grabbed Ying Li's hand, looking helpless and surprised. He stared at Ying Li, almost angrily retorting, "What if I lied to you?! Have you ever considered that I would lie to you?!"

Even if you lie to me, you can't escape unless you're stupid enough to lie to me!

Fu Cheng glanced at the jug of strong liquor in the pavilion, his eyes turning cold. He turned to Ying Li and said, word by word, "I've disappointed you. I was really lying to you! I don't need your blood, so let go."

The wind blew, ruffling Ying Li's hair. Ying Li let out a long sigh of relief, but it only lasted a few seconds before both Ying Li and Fu Cheng's expressions turned grim.

"Where did you provoke these people?! How did they all end up lying in ambush here?!" Outside the Fu Clan Manor, a large number of Spirit Realm people gathered, their overwhelming oppressive force making people extremely uncomfortable. They had taken specially made spiritual medicine, so it was impossible to see any Spirit Realm characteristics on them, but their killing intent, that dark killing intent, naturally distinguished them from the Ghost Realm people.

“It’s Mu Zhen. He sent people from all the races of the Spirit Realm to the Ghost Realm to capture me!” Ying Li said, her brows furrowing slightly. “I’ll distract them. You help me break the illusion on the moonstone. I’ll come back to you later to get the moonstone.”

After Ying Li finished speaking, he shot off towards the outside of the Fu Clan Manor without looking back. Fu Cheng watched Ying Li's departing figure and cursed inwardly, "Damn it!" Then, he gathered his spiritual energy in both hands and gradually dispelled the illusion on the moonstone! He really didn't know where he had provoked such a troublesome enemy!