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

Just as the atmosphere was tense, a familiar voice suddenly rang out in the hall, "Since Young Master Dongfang is so free-spirited, why did you wait fifteen years to bring up the matter of annulling the engagement? That's so contradictory. Did Uncle Dongfang and Young Master Dongfang not plan ahead before coming to annul the engagement?!"

Ying Li's eyes were clear and bright, his handsome eyes fixed on the father and son standing in his own hall without blinking. There was no contempt in his eyes, but endless killing intent was hidden in them!

This father and son are ungrateful and treacherous! They're greedy and disloyal! They've gone too far!

“Li’er…” Ying Wuyou’s eyes lit up when he saw Ying Li appear, and his cough lessened considerably.

When Ying Li appeared, everyone in the Ying family had different expressions. Ying Luo's expression changed drastically, in particular. She had clearly used deadly force, but the other party did not look like someone who had suffered such a severe injury. On the day of the heavy rain and thunder, the servants reported that Ying Li had been turned into mincemeat. Now that she was standing in front of everyone perfectly fine, how could she explain it?

Seeing her grandfather's aged appearance, Ying Li quickly stepped forward, took out a calming pill from her pocket, and gave it to him. After he felt better, she comforted him, saying, "Grandpa, you're confused. We were bitten by a dog, are we going to let the dog anger us to death?"

Dongfang Lin was embarrassed when he heard the hidden meaning in Ying Li's words, but he was even more stunned. Because of the engagement, it was best for the man and woman not to meet before getting married. Therefore, he had never met Ying Li before, but he had already heard about her reputation as a good-for-nothing. He had come here now for this reason to break off the engagement. He simply couldn't stand that his wife was a useless person with no spiritual power!

But when Ying Li stood in front of him, the faint fluctuations of spiritual energy flowing around her left him somewhat at a loss. Wasn't it said that the eldest daughter of the Ying family was a good-for-nothing?!

Dongfang Lin's face fell. He knew that breaking off the engagement was not easy, but since he had already said half of what he wanted to say, there was no reason to back down. "Miss Li, you know that this kind of engagement is unfair to both of us. It's better to break it off sooner rather than later, so that Miss Li can freely find her own ideal husband!"

Ying Li felt utterly disgusted, recalling the history of the Dongfang clan's prosperity under her grandfather's guidance, only to be met with their current ugly, betrayal. Her eyes darted around, and she stepped forward, glancing at Dongfang Lin with a cold, indifferent gaze that seemed to conceal swords. She looked at them, her words carrying an undeniable chill: "Fifteen years ago, the Dongfang family groveled and begged for marriage, constantly proclaiming their desire for a union. Anyone with eyes could see their wolfish ambitions. For fifteen years, you've provided high-level spiritual cultivation techniques and nurtured your disciples. If it weren't for the Ying family's unwavering support, would you be where you are today?! Now you repeatedly humiliate the Ying family, using Ying Li's supposed incompetence as an excuse, attempting to annul the engagement. How come the Dongfang family gets all the benefits?!"

Dongfang Lin's face flushed. "Miss Ying Li's words make sense. The Dongfang family is indeed a family that knows how to repay kindness. We are only announcing the engagement now, and we will still serve the Ying family in the future. What do you think, Miss Li?"

Ying Li snorted coldly, then continued, "Supporting them is fine, but the Ying family is a large clan after all. They won't immediately decline because of the obstruction of petty people. Young Master Dongfang, save your meager rewards. The right thing to do is to cultivate a Spirit Master for the family to enhance its strength!"

Veins bulged on Dongfang Lin's face as he gave a sinister smile. After a long pause, he squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth: "Strength?! I'd like to see what kind of strength Miss Li possesses! We'll meet at the Bixia Palace registration ceremony on the fifth day of next month. If I win, then you'll kneel and kowtow to the Dongfang family to beg me to dissolve this engagement. If you win, then I, Dongfang Lin, will also kneel and kowtow to the Ying family and be at Miss Li's mercy. This is a challenge, will Miss Li accept it or not?!"

He hated it most when people used the fact that the Dongfang family didn't have a Spirit Master to humiliate him. As one of the five great families in Yeling City, only the Dongfang family didn't have a Spirit Master. He, Dongfang Lin, could no longer tolerate Ying Li's insulting words!

The crowd immediately began to discuss the matter, and the third brother, Ying Qishan, even cursed, "You are going too far! You know that Li'er's kung fu is not good, yet you still..." Ying Wuyou's face turned pale. This was a matter of the Ying family's reputation, and it was obvious that Ying Li could not win.

Looking at Dongfang Lin's proud eyes and straight back, Ying Li smiled faintly and said, "Okay, I'll take it!"