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

"Ying Wuyou! How could you be so foolish?! You finally became a Spirit Lord, how could you forget your own identity, and even forget the rules of the Spirit Realm Continent?! You really disappoint me! You really disappoint me!" Chu Jue stared at the ragged Ying Wuyou and said unhappily.

Ying Wuyou's collarbone had been pierced, and even the slightest movement caused him excruciating pain. He looked up and, through his disheveled long hair, saw Chu Jue's familiar face. Ying Wuyou's expression changed drastically, and he stammered, "Lord Chu Jue, you...you've come here?! Lord Chu Jue...I...I'm so sorry..."

Chu Jue glanced at him coldly and said, "What's the use of saying all this?! Look at the kind of successors you've raised! That Ying Li is now a cancer on the entire Spirit Realm Continent! Not long ago, she single-handedly challenged the rulers of the nine great nations, rescued Ying Zhe and Ying Qishan, and even destroyed the thousand-year-old palace of the Southern An Kingdom! If this continues, she will inevitably become a scourge to the entire Spirit Realm Continent! This is all thanks to you, all thanks to you!!!"

Tears welled in Ying Wuyou's eyes, and his body trembled uncontrollably. Hearing Chu Jue mention Ying Li, Ying Zhe, and Ying Qishan, a sharp pain pierced his heart. His little granddaughter, Ying Xue, had been hanged! He had witnessed Ying Xue's death with his own eyes! That timid and submissive child had suffered the most agonizing persecution, becoming the first victim among the Ying family members!

He hated! He resented! But none of this had anything to do with his precious Ying Li! It was those people, it was those people who forced Ying Li into such a rage. He understood Ying Li's thoughts; if that person hadn't gone too far, Ying Li wouldn't have thought of treating him so coldly. They must have driven Ying Li to the brink of despair for her to act so coldly!

"Is my granddaughter really that amazing?! I knew it, I knew she would achieve great things! Ying Li promised me that she would become a true Spirit Lord within five years and make the Ying family famous throughout the world. She did it! She defeated the nine Great Lords. She did not disappoint me!" Ying Wuyou said, tears streaming down his face.

His presence here is Ying Li's greatest constraint and burden. If he doesn't die, Ying Li will risk her life to save him! He knows Ying Li's temperament; if he doesn't do his best, it's as if he hasn't done anything at all! He and Lao San are the most important people to Ying Li; even if it means death, Ying Li will definitely come!

But the nine prefectural lords are far more powerful than the nine kingdom lords! Not only are the divine beasts ferocious, but there are also countless hidden masters here! Ying Li was seriously injured while attacking the palace of Nan'an Kingdom, how can she conquer it again by herself?! No, she can't!

Ying Wuyou thought to herself, her heart aching as if it were being torn apart!

"How could you be so foolish?! Ying Li made the Ying family famous throughout the world, but now the Ying family is infamous! In the entire Spirit Realm Continent, who doesn't know that the Ying family produced an freakish demoness? Even if your Ying family survives, so what?! Unless you go into hiding, the Ying family will be a disgrace to the Spirit Realm Continent!" Chu Jue roared. He hadn't expected Ying Wuyou to be so stubborn, so rebellious! An old man, at this point, wasn't thinking about how to submit to Lord Mu Zhen, but only about protecting his rebellious demoness descendant! Truly incomprehensible! Absolutely incomprehensible!

"My Li'er is the hope of the Ying family. I am proud of her achievements, and our entire Ying family is proud of her! Lord Chu, there's no need to say any more. No matter how much you waste your breath, it won't change Li'er's position in my heart! I don't know why Lord Chu has come here. If there's nothing else, please leave, Lord Chu!"

Looking at Ying Wuyou's determined face, Chu Jue snorted coldly and said, "Are you so sure that Ying Li is a descendant of your Ying family?! She is an anomaly, half-spirited and half-ghost-realm blood, a descendant of the Ghost Realm Blood Moon Sect. She is the baby your son Ying Qichen found, and she is not of your Ying family blood at all! I am here to tell you that it's best to forget what happened back then, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

Ying Wuyou was stunned. He stared at Chu Jue's departing figure for a long time before insisting, "Li'er, she is! She is a descendant of the Ying family! She will always be a descendant of the Ying family!"

Chu Jue sneered, looked at Ying Wuyou, shook his head, turned around and walked out of the martial arts camp prison, locking this stubborn and pedantic person firmly inside the door.

Ying Wuyou sighed and retreated back into the small, filthy cell. He knew perfectly well what Chu Jue had said, but no matter what happened to Ying Li, the Ying family would always be her home. As for that distant event from over a decade ago, he could barely remember it. He had only casually helped out then, never expecting to become a Spirit Lord. There were so many strange and bizarre things in this world, so many things that were completely upside down; truly, one more or one less wouldn't make a difference.

Ugh……

"Master! Master!" A soft cry caught Ying Wuyou's attention. He looked around, and the pain in his collarbone made him gasp. A little maid was hiding in the martial arts camp. Because she had no spiritual power, she had been ignored by Chu Jue. At this moment, she was looking at him.

The young maidservant hurried over, handed Ying Wuyou a cup of tea, and said in a low voice, "Master, I was sent by Miss Ying Li. She is currently in Tianfu. Don't worry, she will escape the guards and come to rescue you at midnight tonight. Please hang in there!"

Afraid that someone would steal his water, Ying Wuyou tilted his head back and drank it all down before he could hear what the girl was saying. Before he could even swallow the water, his throat was sore from choking. He swallowed hard, and the water felt like swords cutting his vocal cords, making Ying Wuyou's next words hoarse.

"You said Li'er is here? Where is she?! This is Tianfu. The White Tiger Shadow Technique is no ordinary technique. If she is discovered, the Tianfu Lord Yi Jiang is not someone to be trifled with."

The maid said, "Don't worry, sir. Chu Jue's grandson, Chu Kuo, has also come to Tianfu. Chu Kuo has a new wife, and Miss is waiting for your chance right now by her side. Don't worry, Miss has many helpers around her and will definitely rescue you. I won't tell you anymore, it would be bad if you caught me. Sir, please hold on, hold on!"

Seeing the girl about to leave, Ying Wuyou, enduring the pain, grabbed her, wincing and hissing in pain, and asked, "How are Li'er's injuries?! This martial arts camp is impregnable; she couldn't have gotten in! Wait, how did you get in?! You…"

The girl's expression changed drastically. She stared at Ying Wuyou, her wrist tightly gripped by him. Even though he was seriously injured, Ying Wuyou, being a Spirit Lord, was no weaker than her! Ying Wuyou must have seen through her deliberate lie!

"Speak! Who sent you?!" Ying Wuyou's remaining spiritual power bound the girl. A metallic taste filled his throat as the worms in his body began to cause trouble, but he still forced himself to endure it. He had to force her to find out who had set up the trap, otherwise, Ying Li would definitely suffer!

This person must have been trying to make Ying Li lose his composure and then lure him into a trap. So, the drink she gave him just now?! Ying Wuyou's expression changed drastically. How could the world be so treacherous these days?!

"Master, let go! I'll talk, I'll talk!" the maid pleaded, saying, "It's Zhang Meifang, the new wife of Chu Kuo, the grandson of Chu Jue. Ying Li is by her side, and she's afraid that Ying Li will be a burden to her! So she sent me to deliver the antidote to the worm poison to you. The greater your chance of survival, the longer Ying Li will stay here. Once she comes up with a way to expose Ying Li, you and Ying Li will die here together! And she can get rid of the suspicion of protecting Ying Li and become her high and mighty granddaughter-in-law of Chu Jue!"

"Alright, sir, I've told you everything, I've told you everything! Please, sir, spare me! Please, sir, spare me! I'm just a worthless life, I haven't done anything wrong, isn't this all the antidote that's been delivered?! Are you feeling better now, sir? Please let go! It hurts! It hurts so much!"

After hearing what the girl said, Ying Wuyou's face turned pale instantly. He stared at the girl and asked, trembling, "When do you think Ying Li will come to save me?!"

"Tonight at midnight, tonight at midnight, sir!"

Ying Wuyou released the girl's wrist with a snort, and after a long pause, said, "I know. I'm very thirsty, get me a pot of wine. Zhang Meifang is far less cunning than my Li'er. I won't kill you; you brought me medicine, so why would I kill you?! Go back and tell your master that she's overthinking things. My Li'er is so smart; she already knew about her scheme and will definitely find a way to get me out. Tell her not to bother! Got it?!"

The maid kowtowed repeatedly, then quickly fetched a pot of wine and brought it to Ying Wuyou. "Yes, sir, I understand. I will definitely tell Madam Zhang."

Seeing the girl's flustered appearance, Ying Wuyou felt sorry for her and instructed her, "If you find another way to make a living, don't be a servant for anyone. Find a good family to marry into and live a peaceful and stable life."

The girl looked up at Ying Wuyou's aged face, and tears welled up in her eyes. She bowed to Ying Wuyou again and again before finally leaving the martial arts camp.

The moment she left the martial arts camp, a towering fire suddenly erupted, billowing black smoke into the sky and crackling flames! The girl was terrified and collapsed to the ground. Staring at the raging fire, she couldn't understand why, but the next moment, she burst into tears!

"Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! The master of the Ying family is still there! The master of the Ying family is still there!" She didn't know who gave her the strength, but her pent-up resentment suddenly burst forth in a wail!

Zhang Meifang wants Ying Wuyou to live. If Ying Wuyou lives, Ying Li will die! Only when Ying Wuyou dies will Ying Li be free of any ties! Ying Li is covered in wounds and is no match for the nine palace lords. And tonight, the nine palace lords will gather ahead of schedule!

Zhang Meifang... indeed, the lust for power can blind people and turn a blank sheet of paper into black!

"Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Master Ying is still there! Master Ying is still there!" the girl kept shouting. Hearing the girl's loud shouts, Ying Wuyou lowered his head, bit off the cork of the wine bottle, and drank it heartily.

"Not bad, not bad, in the end, this girl actually found me such a good bottle of wine! To die without any worms in my bones, it's so comfortable!" Ying Wuyou said, when the roof beam above his head suddenly fell to the ground and hit him on the head!

Ying Wuyou's skull caved in, and he lay sprawled on the ground, blood streaming down his face. The blood mixed with wine and flowed into his mouth. He smiled, looking at the towering flames, and murmured, "Qichen, your father can't find you. Whether you're alive or dead, your father is tired. If you're alive, look after your brother. If you're dead, your father will come looking for you... Li'er, don't blame... your grandfather..."