Lin Ruoxi gnashed her teeth endlessly for this man had begun showing his rogueness. It was unknown from whence her courage came from as Lin Ruoxi decided to unleash it all!

“I said! I am a conservative woman!!” Lin Ruoxi shouted, with every word being clear and concise, “My granny educated me since childhood to be faithful till death, I cannot bear giving away my first time to a stranger!”

Yang Chen smiled, he looked at this fuming woman, “There’s nothing embarrassing about that, you should’ve just made things clear a long time ago.”

“Don’t pretend to be courteous, you definitely think I’m a silly woman.” Lin Ruoxi solemnly said, “Silly for caring so much about my first time in this day and age, but I just can’t get over it, I can’t ignore everything that happened. Even after learning that you’re someone who sells mutton skewers…… I still thought of marrying you.”

Yang Chen was speechless, he looked at this dejected woman, then asked, “Are you regretting that decision?”

Unexpectedly, Lin Ruoxi shook her head, “I did in the beginning, you were crude, rogue and unambitious, whenever you spoke you just sounded indecent…… Totally different from the ideal mate in my dreams…… However, ever since the day you rescued me from that warehouse by the harbor, I had already made the decision to be with you for the rest of my life.” King Yang Qiu had two types of personal guards.

The first type were his personal security guards. They were basically warriors whose heads were filled with muscle, or Oracles whose brains had been replaced by the power of the Ghost God. They had no other skills except killing, torching, or serving as human shields when necessary.

The second type were the talented people whom he had worked very hard to recruit. These were the people who possessed all sorts of amazing talents, such as those who managed his tax revenues, trained his hunting dogs and falcons, trained his subordinates and security guards, and men like Wu Qi, who advised him on government and military affairs.

With all his officials, Bo Zhongfu hospitably escorted King Yang Qiu and his guards out of the mansion. As the king boarded the chariot, Bo Zhongfu warmly took Wu Qi’s hand and said something kind to him, trying to bring them closer together. He even lowered his voice and told Wu Qi that if there was anything he could do for Dong Hai County, Wu Qi could just ask him.

Wu Qi accepted Bo Zhongfu’s kindness with open arms.

His status was different now. As the personal guard whom King Yang Qiu had personally recruited, his actual status was like that of a retinue. He was no longer related to Zhong Province, but directly under King Yang Qiu. Although Bo Zhongfu was the current Prefecture Overseer of Zhong Province, as well as the Human Emperor’s confidant, King Yang Qiu was Great Yu’s King, with the blood of the imperial clan flowing in his veins. In Great Yu, where bloodline and tradition were attached with great importance, Bo Zhongfu could not compare with King Yang Qiu at all.

With King Yang Qiu’s prestige and important status, Wu Qi would be easily promoted to a higher rank in the future with just some small contributions. So, getting close to him now would be the wisest choice for Bo Zhongfu and his clan in the future. Moreover, he only needed to say a few kind words, so what was hard about that?

Standing outside the gate, Bo Zhongfu watched King Yang Qiu’s chariot leave, entering the teleportation formation and then disappearing amidst a strong light. King Yang Qiu had returned to his camp with his personal guards through teleportation formation, but Wu Qi remained in Zhong Ning City. He would wait until dawn before taking his army to join them. The king came and went quickly, but Wu Qi’s identity and military medallions, the official document of the appointment, and even the uniform of the personal guards were handed out to him at the mansion.

From these details, it was easy to see that King Yang Qiu was full of strong confidence in himself. He was confident that Wu Qi would not refuse his invitation, and that Bo Zhongfu would give Wu Qi up to him. So, he had everything ready in advance. All the necessary documents had been prepared; the name ‘Tan Lang’ had been engraved on the identity medallion given to Wu Qi, and even the suit of armor and cloak issued to him were an extraordinary fit.

King Yang Qiu was a man who was extremely confident in himself, tough, direct, superior, and even a little domineering!

As he stood at the corner of the street watching King Yang Qiu’s chariot disappear in the bright light, Wu Qi could not help but laugh. It was obviously better for him to work for King Yang Qiu than hang out in Zhong Province; if he could make good use of his new superior’s personality, it would be of great help to him.

After cupping his fist and bowing to Bo Zhongfu, Wu Qi hurried out of the city with his guards. King Yang Qiu was currently leading a campaign to destroy the alliance’s strongholds in Mingu Province, a first-grade province not far away from Zhong Province. It would take his troops half a month to get to their field headquarter, even with the fastest flying ships available. Therefore, Wu Qi had to get his troops ready for everything, including their provisions, routes, and many other things.

After a busy night, the soldiers from Dong Hai County who had just been settled in the barracks in Zhong Ning City yesterday were ready to set off. With Bo Yunting’s help, the Military Court of Zhong Province supplied Wu Qi’s army of ten thousand troops with enough arms and provisions for fifty thousand troops. Moreover, they were given a few powerful war machines, such as giant crossbows and the likes.

Even Yu Mu sent hundreds or Oracles to Wu Qi as soon as he got the news. Although Wu Qi knew it was Yu Mu’s investment in him, he felt in debt of a favor, so he had no choice but to visit and thank him personally. The fact that he had hundreds of Oracles in his army of merely ten thousand troops was enough to make all the other generals envious.

When everything was ready, Wu Qi gave Huang Liang a map.

It was a small magical artifact containing the route from Zhong Province to King Yang Qiu’s field headquarters in Mingu Province, which Huang Liang could refer as he brought the army to join them. Wu Qi’s army had no urgent military mission now, and their current operation was just a normal transfer. So, instead of traveling with the costly teleportation formation, it was better for them to travel with ordinary means.

Furthermore, those large war machines such as flying ships would just add to the cost of using a teleportation formation. Now was not the time for Wu Qi to spend so many resources to just transfer his army from one location to the other.

However, Wu Qi himself had to use a teleportation formation to get there. King Yang Qiu only gave him one night to get his army ready, and then he had to go to Mingu Province at once and resume his new role as a military advisor. He could not afford to waste his time traveling.

After having explained everything and watched the flying ships led by Huang Liang take off and speed away in the direction of Mingu Province, Wu Qi put on the armor and cloak of King Yang Qiu’s personal guard and hurried back to Zhong Ning City with more than a hundred bodyguards, heading for the square in front of the Prefecture Overseer Mansion.

As a result of successive battles, Zhong Province had entered a period of war-preparedness. The streets in the city were empty, with few civilians and more heavily armed patrols. The crisp sound of wooden clapper could be heard coming from the archer towers around the city, the signal for the sentries to change posts and for the soldiers to have breakfast. Several convoys of carts rolled down the main streets, filled with large quantities of metal ingots and glittering bones, which had been allocated to the Military Court to make weapons and the Directorate of Celestials to craft bone talismans.

Along the streets, shops and restaurants were open, but there were not many customers. Inside the empty shops, the shopkeepers sat in a daze on benches, staring at Wu Qi and his guards as they hurried through the streets.

Wu Qi shook his head at the sight. If the war between Great Yu and Myriad Immortal Alliance dragged on for a long time, even if the alliance was eventually wiped out, Great Yu would have lost more than it gained. The losses would be so great that they would not recover in three to five years.

To get to the square, Wu Qi had to pass by the residence of Yu Clan. Just as he was passing by, Yu Miao’s son, Yu Lei, who had gone to Dong Hai County the other day to seize Wu Qi’s control over the county, came out with a group of bodyguards.

When he saw Wu Qi passing in a suit of majestic black armor, Yu Lei was a little taken aback at first, then suddenly spat. He pointed a finger at Wu Qi and said with a sneer, “Hey look, isn’t this the stray dog that ran out of nowhere and became a little county governor because he licked Yu He’s toes? And now, he has found another bigger toe to lick! Hey, Tan Lang, you’re just one of my Yu Clan’s dogs!”

Wu Qi halted abruptly, annoyed, while Yu Lei stood at the gate and kept making sarcastic remarks. Gradually, Yu Lei’s remarks became more and more unpleasant. He even said that Wu Qi was Yu He’s favorite bedmate, and that he had slept with Yu He to get the territory of Dong Hai County.

Finally, without thinking about what the possible consequence he might face, Yu Lei burst out laughing and said, “I reckon this fellow must have served his new master very well. Otherwise, he would not have been made a personal guard of King Yang Qiu! I wonder how many times he’s been f*cked from the back! Hehe!” The bodyguards who followed him burst out laughing, and he laughed even louder, his dignified and solemn square face twisted and ferocious.

The guards at Wu Qi’s side made a few steps forward at the same time. They were all chosen by Wu Qi from among the strong men born in Dong Hai County. These simple and honest men did now know much, but because Wu Qi had tamed them with gratitude and given money to their families, they knew only one thing – Wu Qi was their master, and if they did not react when their master was being insulted by someone, they could never forgive themselves.

But, Wu Qi shouted at them when their swords were only halfway unsheathed. They had no choice but to step back unwillingly.

With a gentle smile on his face, Wu Qi went up to Yu Lei, then cupped his fist and bowed. “Your Excellency Yu Lei, I don’t think there is such a deep hatred between us, is there?”

Yu Lei gave him a disdainful sidelong glance and sneered, “You should know better! Just you wait! When my father is spared from his busy schedule, he’ll surely turn a dog like you into ashes…”

The air suddenly rang with the sound of flesh ripping and bone cracking, then immediately followed by the shocked shrieks of Yu Lei’s bodyguards.

In front of the many servants, doormen, and guards of the Yu Clan, Wu Qi punched through Yu Lei’s chest and dug out a beating heart. Then, he gave a strange laugh, ripped Yu Lei’s chin off, stuffed his heart into his mouth, and smashed half his head in with a punch.

Accompanied by a shrill ghost howl, a few black plumes of smoke blew out of Wu Qi’s palm and trapped Yu Lei’s soul tightly within. Then, there came a green flame, and amidst Yu Lei’s miserable howl, his soul was burnt to ashes in the blink of an eye.

A murder in the streets!

A murder in the streets in Zhong Ning City!

A murder in the street in front of Yu Clan’s residence, the clan who in was charge of the Directorate of Celestials in Zhong Province!

And, the victim was Yu Lei, the son of Yu Miao, the Grand Elder of Yu Clan!

A hush fell over the world, as if all the gusting winds under the heavens had come to a sudden halt. The only sound that could be heard was the faint dripping of blood falling from Wu Qi’s fingertips.

A shrill scream rose from within Yu Clan’s residence, and before long, Yu Miao rushed out in a great rage, his body shrouded in a boiling ghostly aura.

“Tan Lang, you vile little b*stard! You shall pay with your life!”

Yu Miao’s body flickered, and then he was a few miles high up in the sky, thrusting his palm down at Wu Qi’s head. High up in the sky, Yu Miao mustered all his strength and thrust his palm down toward Wu Qi.

Although he did not have enough time to borrow power from a Ghost God, with the magic power he obtained through the many years of interacting with Ghost Gods, the palm strike was as powerful as an attack unleashed by an eighteenth-tier Gold Immortal. A dozens of feet wide black palm materialized and fell along with shrill ghost howls, in the middle of which was a ring of blinking runes. The attack was called ‘Ghost Controlling Seal’, which was a technique given to Yu Miao by some Ghost God after a cruel blood sacrificial ceremony.

When a person was killed by this technique, his soul would be captured and turned into a ghost slave controlled by Yu Miao. Staring at Wu Qi furiously, Yu Miao swore that he would trap Wu Qi’s soul in a Yin flame and torment it day and night, immersing him in an eternal anguish.

For some reason, Yu Miao felt sick the first time he saw Wu Qi, and he wished he could kill the latter with a palm strike. As if to prove his ill feeling right, Wu Qi turned out to be a real nuisance to him, for he had helped Yu He seize the power of Hai Province! In Yu Miao’s plan, Hai Province was to be given to one of his beloved grandsons; yet in the end, it was taken by Yu He, that useless brat!

But, there was more. When they were fighting for Hai Province’s power, Wu Qi had made him look stupid in front of the crowd. His failure to kill Wu Qi with three consecutive palm strikes had made him the laughing stock in Yu Clan. The hatred deepened when his disciples and sons secretly attacked Wu Qi with curses to avenge him, but in the end, were all killed by Yu Huai’s savage counterattack. How could Yu Miao not be heartbroken with such a grave loss?

Later on, Yu Miao sent someone to assassinate Wu Qi, who was ‘seriously wounded in bed’; but that had failed as well! The assassins had failed to kill him even when his brain was being attacked by evil spirits, and Yu Lei, whom Yu Miao sent to take over Dong Hai County, was forced to return to Zhong Ning City empty-handed.

Not only did Yu Lei come home empty-handed, but the ensuing cruel retaliation had cost Yu Miao a lot of his people. Dozens of his grandsons and granddaughters were killed, a loss that made him nearly faint with a broken heart. Subsequently, the properties of many Elders in his branch were struck like a storm. Many shops were burned and looted, causing great losses that nearly bankrupted Yu Miao!

Even without divination, Yu Miao knew that Wu Qi had something to do with all this. He considered himself having a very good relationship with people, so apart from Wu Qi, he could not think of another person who would have such a grudge against him!

And when he heard last night that Wu Qi had been recruited as a personal guard by King Yang Qiu, and that Yu Mu would give Wu Qi hundreds of Oracles early next morning, Yu Miao’s anger grew even stronger!

He got up early this morning with a belly full of anger. And just as he was discussing with his confidants how to get back at Wu Qi, his heart beat violently. To his utter shock, his favorite son, Yu Lei, was killed right on the gate of Yu Clan’s residence! Through the connection between their bloodlines, Yu Miao’s blood and energy surged at that moment, and he was almost knocked unconscious by a sudden heartache.

Staring at Wu Qi, whose hand was still stained with the warm blood of his beloved son, Yu Miao roared furiously and thrust his palm down with all his might.

“I don’t care whose personal guard you are! I don’t care if you are the talented youth with a bright future whom Yu Mu is trying his best to buy over! And, I don’t care if you have just sold a big favor to Bo Zhongfu! I’ll kill you! I’LL KILL YOU!” Hovering mid-air, Yu Miao roared and laughed hysterically. After thrusting his palm, he immediately performed a hand incantation gesture and murmured some spells, getting ready to borrow the power of a Ghost God and turn Wu Qi into a heap of ashes.

Wu Qi looked up at the vicious palm strike that was approaching as he laughed deeply and said, “He sure is quick to jump into action! Well, after all, father and son are connected through their bloodlines!”

Wu Qi was well aware of Oracles’ strength and, above all, of their limitations. When they borrowed the power of a Ghost God, they could even fight against Primordial Immortals from the Heaven; but when they did not, their overall strength was just ordinary.

When Yu Miao borrowed the power of a Ghost God, his overall strength was very close to the peak of Gold Immortal realm! However, the power of the palm strike he unleashed in a haste now was nothing more than that of an eighteenth-tier Gold Immortal. As a matter of fact, Wu Qi’s current cultivation base was already stepping over the threshold of the same realm. In other words, no matter it was his fleshly body, his magic power, or his divine abilities, they were already half-way into the realm of Gold Immortal!

Furthermore, after having been tempered by the three hundred dragon-headed men in Ming Li’s Buddhist Kingdom, Wu Qi’s fleshly body was now as strong as a Gold Immortal who specialized in body cultivation! His fleshly body had already become the real fleshly body of a Gold Immortal.

Wu Qi threw his head back and let out a long roar. A layer of purple mist surged around his body while plumes of gray smoke sprayed out, emanating an immense ghostly aura. Then, he leaped into the air, opened his mouth, and swallowed Yu Miao’s palm strike. His interstitial world trembled violently as a great sheet of chaotic energy soared up into the air, wrapping the palm strike and gradually weakening it.

This was the benefit of forming an interstitial world. Wu Qi could choose to withstand the attack with purely his fleshly body, but would suffer an injury afterward. However, when he used his interstitial world to absorb and digest the palm strike, using the power of the pocket world to fight against the power of his foe, it would be much relaxed for him.

After swallowing Yu Miao’s attack, under the terrified gaze of Yu Miao who appeared to be in an utter shock, dozens of figures who looked exactly like Wu Qi suddenly emerged amidst the ghostly aura around him. Some of these figures were laughing hysterically, some were weeping miserably, some were rolling on the ground, and some were hacking and chopping at each other with blades and swords. Wu Qi’s true self had mixed with these figures, and nobody could find out which was his true self.

From inside Yu Clan’s residence, at least fifty Moon Oracles produced powerful bone talismans at the same time, leaped into the air, and showered Wu Qi with a myriad of magic attacks, such as thunder, flame, blades, and icy winds. In just the blink of an eye, many figures in the ghostly aura were ripped or smashed to pieces. But, no matter how many figures were destroyed, there would always be two or more figures emerging right from the remains of the destroyed figure, making it impossible for these Oracles to destroy all of them.

While chuckling sinisterly, Wu Qi unleashed a great sheet of Shen energy and blanketed the entire Yu Clan residence within. Endless visions filled the void, confusing the Oracles and preventing them from locating his true self. Meanwhile, his true self had rushed before Yu Miao and thrown a fist in his face.

The fist was punched out with all his might. Caught unprepared, Yu Miao howled miserably as the punch sent him flying back. But, too bad that he carried a few protective spirit items; just as Wu Qi’s punch broke his nose, a spirit talisman jumped atop his head, unleashing a sheet of spirit light which transformed into a vague robe and wrapped Yu Miao up. More than ninety percent of the force that came with Wu Qi’s punch was absorbed by the robe, sparing Yu Miao from the fatal blow.

This was the difference between the protective magical artifacts used by the Oracles and the immortal artifacts used by the immortals. Although the power of a magical artifact was not weaker than that of an immortal artifact, there was a delay before it could be activated. It was especially true for those bone talismans which could activate by themselves, as their speed was even slower. Therefore, usually before an Oracle engaged in a battle with an immortal, he would prepare and activate all his magical artifacts in advance; otherwise, he would face the risk of being killed instantly.

But, since Yu Miao was in a hurry and his mind was filled only with the thoughts of avenging his son, how would he have the time to activate his magical artifacts in advance?

He was lucky that one of his bone talismans activated by itself and protected his face, saving him from being killed by Wu Qi. However, he was not spared from the ensuing attacks. Punches, kicks, head slams, elbow strikes, and ghost claws transformed from ghostly flames kept landing on his body. Amidst Wu Qi’s low but powerful incantations, all sorts of vicious curses showered Yu Miao like a storm, throwing him into a very sorry state.

For a moment, Yu Miao’s eyes were bloodshot: that was Wu Qi’s Ghost Eyes Curse trying to devour his eyes.

In the next moment, he felt a stabbing pain washing up from his lower body: that was Wu Qi’s Yang Broken Curse corroding his penis.

And then, all his internal organs were flooded with an intense numbness and pain: that was Wu Qi’s Rotting Entrails Curse corroding his internal organs.

He was repeatedly bombarded with all kinds of evil curses. Fortunately, Yu Miao himself was a seasoned Oracle who dabbled in the field of curses. Amidst Wu Qi’s stormy attack, he managed to defend himself against all the physical assaults while murmuring incantations to defend against the curses. Meanwhile, a few magical artifacts he wore, such as jade pendants, jade bracelets, and jade rings were emitting bright lights, all working together to weaken Wu Qi’s thunderous attacks.

Seeing that Yu Miao was about to turn the table around with his vast experiences, Wu Qi panicked and suddenly cried out, “Lei Meng, show yourself now! I’ve something good for you!”

A massive rift ordinary people could not perceive suddenly emerged up in the sky above Yu Clan’s mansion as Lei Meng’s projection descended at top speed. His lips were wiggling rapidly as if he was munching on something, and he was burping at the same time. It was clear that he had yet to finish all the blood sacrifices offered to him on Myriad Immortals Planet.

“Mm, what are you going to offer me this time? Hehe, you’re pretty quick to offer me good things…I like you!” As soon as he appeared, Lei Meng laughed pleasingly.

At that moment, Yu Miao’s face turned pale as a wax paper, making him look like a ghost himself. He looked up at Lei Meng in terror, then screamed at the top of his lungs, “Gui Shao! Your Excellency Gui Shao! Save me! I’ll offer you a large number of blood sacrifices!”

As Yu Miao was reciting an incantation and screaming, Wu Qi had swapped terms with Lei Meng as fast as he could. Then, he pointed a finger at Yu Miao.

Grinning coldly, Lei Meng slammed his palm heavily down. The giant palm was surrounded by darting bolts of lighting, twisting and roaring like countless furious dragons.

At the moment that it seemed Yu Miao was about to be killed by Lei Meng’s palm, the screaming and shrieking Yu Miao had finally convinced Gui Shao, the Ghost God he worshiped, to save his life with a large number of blood sacrifices as the price. Immediately, a bony arm merely covered with strips of broken skin stretched out of the void next to Yu Miao, forcefully colliding with Lei Meng’s giant palm.

A deafening boom rang out as dozens of great palaces inside Yu Clan’s residence crumbled and collapsed.

Lei Meng let out a furious roar, then grabbed the arm and leaped into the spatial tunnel where the arm had come out of. The failure of killing Yu Miao had driven Lei Meng to vent his frustration at Gui Shao. Meanwhile, a shrill shriek was heard coming out of Yu Miao’s mouth. Although he did survive, the incredible force generated from the collision of the two mighty Ghost Gods had shattered all his protective magical artifacts, and the aftershock had dealt his frail fleshly body a severe injury.

Suddenly, a black beam of light shot out of Wu Qi’s collar. Ao Buzun opened his mouth and swallowed Yu Miao’s legs, then ripped them off his body with one swift and powerful wrench.

Wu Qi grunted coldly. Just as he was about to rush forward and kill Yu Miao, a dark beam of light shot over toward him from a corner.

With a faint smile on his face, Yu Mu appeared before Wu Qi, nodding and saying, “General Tan Lang, for my sake, please spare my Yu Clan’s Grand Elder’s life!”

Wu Qi was taken aback, and he could no longer punch his clenched fist out. Yu Miao fell heavily to the ground. Although his legs had been bitten off by Ao Buzun, there was not a drop of blood in the wound, only a pale blue colored, thick fluid that was slowly oozing out. This was the result of years of dealing with Ghost Gods. Yu Miao no longer had much blood in him, and he relied entirely on this blood-like mixture of ghostly aura, magic power, and the aura of living beings to sustain his life.

Had it not been for his constant consumption of precious spirit herbs, he would have depleted his life force and entered transmigration by the time the first drop of this fluid, called ‘Ghost Blood’, appeared in his body. But, after all, he was the Grand Elder of Yu Clan in Zhong Province, who had a lot of resources at his disposal. Therefore, he could continue to consume a variety of rare spirit herbs to prolong his life, and that was why he was still alive today.

Hiding in Wu Qi’s collar, Ao Buzun munched contentedly on Yu Miao’s legs. Because he had been taking a lot of spirit herbs for years, Yu Miao had accumulated a lot of undigested medicinal strength in his body. After all, he was not an immortal who could fully digest the medicinal strength in spirit herbs. The two legs that Ao Buzun bit off contained such amazing medicinal strength that if they were all digested, they would be equivalent to several spirit pills concocted by a Gold Immortal, which would bring a great benefit to Ao Buzun.

In front of the many members of the Yu Clan, Wu Qi had stamped heavily on Yu Miao’s face.

Wu Qi was wearing a suit of heavy armor specially equipped for King Yang Qiu’s personal guards. His boots were a set of metal boots joined with the leg guards, and the heavy, thick soles were cast with countless layers of pliable metal sheets. After refining with a secret method, the one-inch thick metal soles were as soft as cow tendons, but they had a very strong defense. On top of that, the soles were densely covered with rows of tiny sharp needles, and when Wu Qi stepped on Yu Miao’s face, these needles dug deep into his cheek. Droplets of ghost blood seeped out of his face, but Yu Miao did not even snort.

With an odd grin on his face, Yu Miao stared fixedly at Yu Mu, not saying a word and just gasping.

Yu Mu gave Yu Miao a strange smile, which seemed to contain some unknown meaning, then cupped his fist and bowed solemnly to Wu Qi. “It’s my Yu Clan’s fault this time, General Tan Lang! I know that the little b*stard Yu Lei had said a lot of things that offended King Yang Qiu just now. But, I hope you can cover it up for us!”

Just now, although Yu Lei’s intention was to humiliate Wu Qi, he had dragged King Yang Qiu into the picture with his vulgar remarks. Such things could be big or small, and it was easy to turn them into trifles. As long as no one told King Yang Qiu, the world would be at peace, and no one would take them seriously. But, if someone told King Yang Qiu about it, and then someone like Wu Qi stirred it up, it would turn out to be an act of rebellion against the King of the imperial clan, and thousands of heads would have to roll before King Yang Qiu’s anger could be appeased.

From the beginning, Yu Mu had pointed out that it was completely Yu Lei’s fault, and he also hinted that this matter was disrespectful to King Yang Qiu. His purpose was to silence the Elders of Yu Clan so that they could no longer speak for Yu Lei.

Wu Qi bowed respectfully to Yu Mu and said with a smile, “Why would you come out with such a request, Your Excellency Yu Mu? Yu Lei is just a lunatic rebel who has no respect for anyone. What do his words and deeds have to do with Yu Clan? And since I’ve killed him on the spot, so I guess this matter is resolved.”

Yu Mu was pleased with Wu Qi’s attitude. Although Wu Qi was already King Yang Qiu’s immediate personal guard, he still behaved respectfully to Yu Mu as before, which made him feel really comfortable. He looked at Wu Qi appreciatively, then nodded with a smile and agreed that the matter was resolved.

The two exchanged a look, and then Wu Qi put on a fierce expression and gave the badly injured Yu Miao a hard stamp on the head, making his skull crackle. Luckily, Yu Miao’s muscles and bones were strengthened by the aura of Ghost Gods after years of dealing with them, which made his fleshly body as strong as a mid-tier Heaven Immortal who specialized in body cultivation. So, even though Wu Qi’s stamp was powerful, it did not break his skull.

But, being stepped under someone’s feet was a burning insult after all, especially for someone like Yu Miao. It was a stain that would never be washed away.

Yu Miao rolled his eyes and stared at Wu Qi, his gaze cold and lifeless. Although his eyes were emotionless, Wu Qi knew that his hatred for him had reached its peak, and that the hatred could only be resolved with the death of either one of them!

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