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

After leaving Bixia Palace, Ying Li changed into ordinary clothes to avoid being recognized and headed north. The Bixia Palace's mid-level disciple assessment was less than a year away; next autumn would be the time for the expansion of mid-level disciples, and he wondered what it would be like then. Only by seizing the time and breaking through quickly could he have a chance to become a mid-level disciple.

"Girl, find an inn to rest for a while. Although Yuan Zhongyue died at your hands, you are also seriously injured. If you continue to walk recklessly like this, you probably won't live to see next year. You'll die in a few days." The alluring man looked at Ying Li's staggering appearance and couldn't help but feel worried.

Ying Li is only fifteen years old. Although her body is strong due to the recovery of her spiritual power, she has not practiced martial arts for fifteen years. The hard training during this period has already taken a toll on her. The support of spiritual power is not visible in normal times, but once she fights, just like the time at Lingxiu Mountain, the damage to her body is doubled.

Ying Li pursed her lips, glanced at the inn not far away, and a shadow fell over her face. They had already reached the territory of Huai'an Kingdom, quite a distance from Bixia Palace and Jin'an Kingdom. Resting and healing here should be fine. Thinking this, Ying Li listened to the alluring man's words and entered an inconspicuous inn.

The inn, with its antique charm and three floors, was packed with people in the lobby, far more bustling than it appeared from the outside. The elderly owner, standing behind the counter, was working on an abacus. When he saw Ying Li enter, his face fell, and he frowned. The inn was already booked for the day, so there were no extra seats for Ying Li. However, he noticed that the girl looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, quite small, and pale, suggesting she was suffering from some serious illness.

"Miss, are you here to stay? Our inn is fully booked for today, and there's really no place for us to stay. If you don't mind, you can have some hot food here, free of charge." The innkeeper was all smiles, but after thinking it over, he realized that the person who booked the inn must be a big shot, someone he couldn't afford to offend, so he could only apologize.

Ying Li's face showed an indescribable sense of loss. She really couldn't walk any further, and if she couldn't rest here, she was afraid her body wouldn't be able to hold on. Now, hearing the shop owner say this, she naturally felt as sad as a deflated balloon.

"Oh, little girl, all alone? No room to stay? You can come home with me. I have plenty of beds so you can sleep comfortably and to your heart's content!" A burly man with a lewd face and dark skin grinned lewdly. Although he was dressed in fine clothes, his appearance was undeniably vulgar.

Ying Li had seen many people like this before, so she ignored them, thanked the innkeeper, and then went out to find another inn.

Unexpectedly, when the burly man saw that Ying Li ignored him, he made a gesture with his right hand, and several people at the next table followed suit and blocked Ying Li's path.

"Young lady, don't go! This old man is talking to you, so give him a response. Don't be shy!"

Ying Li glared at him fiercely and said coldly, "I'll count to three. If you don't move aside, I'll make you regret it!" Just what I hate most is what happens!

Seeing that Ying Li, with her small frame, dared to speak so boldly, the burly man chuckled. He took two more steps toward Ying Li and said excessively, "Little girl, you've got quite a temper. I just want you to come home with me so we can get to know each other properly. Why are you still unhappy?! You're going today, whether you like it or not!"

When the shop owner saw this situation in his shop, a cold sweat broke out on his face. He quickly stepped out from behind the counter, walked around to Ying Li, and bowed to the big man in a polite manner, saying, "Sir, please calm down. The young girl is still young and doesn't know any better. How about this, I'll give you two jars of the best daughter's red wine as an apology. What do you think?"

Seeing the shop owner rush out, nearly ruining his plans, the burly man angrily raised his hand and slapped him across the face. The old and frail shop owner was sent flying five meters away, coughing up blood and spitting it onto the ground, even knocking out two good teeth. He groaned in despair, realizing he had no recourse against such an unreasonable person.

"You old codger, mind your own business!"

Ying Li's expression changed drastically. Seeing that the shop owner had been beaten because of him, he was about to take action. He gathered spiritual power in his right hand and slashed fiercely at the big man!

"Ugh!"

With just one palm strike, the burly man in front of her was knocked to the ground, his face contorted in a ferocious expression. He clutched his ribs tightly, writhing in excruciating pain that nearly made him faint! This girl had actually shattered his ribs with a single palm strike.

"What are you all standing there for?! Get her! You must take this little girl down today!" The burly man winced in pain, noticing the hesitation on the faces of those behind him, and roared. Although their spiritual power wasn't high, they had the advantage of numbers, and Ying Li was seriously injured and couldn't hold out for long. This little girl dared to hit him! He'd never encountered anyone tougher than him before, and he absolutely couldn't swallow this insult!

"Damn it!" Ying Li's expression changed. She could already taste the metallic taste in her throat. If it continued like this, her body would definitely not be able to take it.

"Ugh!" Several more screams rang out. Ying Li swallowed the blood in her throat, leaning against the door frame, panting heavily. Three men were still blocking her way, but she couldn't muster any spiritual energy at all. Her eyes reddened, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to drain away. The three burly men clutched their heads and roared in pain, their facial veins constricting rapidly, their skin aging quickly.

"Ugh!" After a long while, Ying Li could no longer bear it and spat out a mouthful of blood. She knelt on the ground, panting heavily. The men who had been harassing and bullying her earlier had already collapsed and fainted. In the past, these men would have been dead, but now Ying Li was seriously injured, and it was already a struggle for her to defeat them.

Just when Ying Li thought there were no more obstacles in front of him, a sinister voice rang out from the second floor, "Hmph, it really came without any effort. I thought the Deep-Eyed Genius of Bixia Palace had some strength, but I didn't expect him to be such a coward. It's already so difficult for him to beat up just a few people. I really don't know why Yuan Zhongxue asked me to use these people to capture you!"

Ying Li suddenly looked up and saw that the expressions of the other people in the inn were very strange. They seemed to be incredulous and contemptuous. The person who was speaking on the second floor had a look of disgust on his face. Yuan Zhongxue had asked him to bring so many people to find her, but he did not expect to catch her so easily. He felt no sense of accomplishment.

"Is this Ying Li, the one with the deep pupils? She looks quite ordinary, but her looks are...tsk tsk, although she's only fifteen, she has such a sweet appearance, and those little mouths...they make one's imagination run wild!"

"Look at how frail she is, how could she possibly kill that freak Yuan Zhongyue?! I bet she's only at the Soul Cultivation level. It must have been that Yuan Zhongyue got carried away and that little girl accidentally set him up!"

"I think we don't even need to lift a finger. We can catch them one by one! Hahaha..."

"..."

"It's terrible, girl! The leader is actually a second-stage Divine Cultivator! In your current state, you'll surely die if she catches you! I'll lend you my own power! Quick, activate the Bone Ring!" The alluring man said urgently. He was now Ying Li's servant, and only when his master activated the Bone Ring could he control Ying Li's body.

Ying Li was covered in sweat and was starting to feel unsteady. A spasm ran through his lower abdomen, and he managed to get up. His right hand trembled slightly, and he couldn't even muster a wisp of spiritual energy. He fell heavily backward, his consciousness suddenly dissipating, and he knew nothing more.

Suddenly, she stumbled into an incredibly soft and gentle vortex. Ying Li gripped it tightly with both hands, but then felt nothing more.

Yin Huan looked down at the small girl nestled tightly in his arms, his brows furrowing slightly. He had intended to linger here, but unexpectedly ran into Ying Li again.

The man on the second floor was named Gao Han. He was a minor disciple of the Yuan Zhongxue family. He was attacking Ying Li here because of the promise Yuan Zhongxue made to help him enter the Bixia Palace. He never expected to encounter such a man.

The man was only seventeen or eighteen years old. His eyes were shockingly cold. He wore a silver outer robe and a snow-white inner garment. His eyebrows were like ink paintings and his eyes were like autumn waves. At this moment, he was holding Ying Li and standing there. Even before he made a move, he gave people an imposing aura.

Gao Han's expression turned somewhat grim. How did another man suddenly appear out of nowhere?! Could it be that Ying Li has someone secretly protecting him?

"Who hit her?" Yin Huan's lips moved slightly, her eyes flickered, but every word seemed to carry the chilling force of a sword.

Gao Han gave a cold laugh. This brat dares to provoke him? He really doesn't know his place!

"Of course it was Grandpa who did it. How about you ask him for some pointers?"

A burst of snickers rippled through the hall. How could a mere seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy possibly fight against this whole group? Wasn't that a joke?

Faced with these sneers, Yin Huan raised the corners of his mouth, glanced at the shop owner lying on the ground, and smiled indifferently, "You bystanders, I'll give you half a cup of tea's time to leave here."

Upon hearing this, the shop owner glanced back at Gao Han, whose face held a look of disdain, and knew that a battle was inevitable. He called the waiter, went to the counter to grab the box containing the gold, and then staggered out.

"Hey kid, you're really overestimating yourself. Do you think you can take on all three hundred of us by yourself? What a joke!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Gao Han shouted from the second floor, and everyone burst into laughter, as if Yin Huan, who was standing in the hall, was a complete fool.

Yin Huan snorted softly, then wrapped his right arm tightly around Ying Li's waist, forming a thick barrier behind her. He reached out with his left hand, and with a loud "boom!", countless spiritual energy waves suddenly exploded from his left hand, shooting straight towards the second floor!

"Ugh!"

The continuous screams echoed through the small town. Yin Huan turned around, carrying Ying Li, and walked step by step towards the street. The inn behind him turned into dust the moment he turned to leave, and everything disappeared, as if the small shop had never existed.

The alluring man stared at Yin Huan's face, a thought flashing through his mind. It was him again, the one who had saved Ying Li at Lingxiu Mountain...