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No one expected that in order to force Yiwu to submit, the Queen would say such words. Everyone's faces changed drastically and they all turned to look at Yiwu.
Yi Wu didn't move, her whole body was stiff, and she felt like she was falling into an ice cellar. All sounds were blocked out, and her mind was hazy.
She vaguely remembered that when she sneaked into the Queen Mother's bedroom, she accidentally came across the translucent bottle. The blue light inside felt particularly familiar. Could that be her mother's soul?
Yi Wu took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, forcing herself to calm down. Her fear and dread were swept away by resentment and anger, and a sneer curled up at the corner of her mouth. "My mother goddess fought for the immortals her entire life, even dying for it. My father god also worked tirelessly for the immortals, traveling all over the place and toiling away for them. The Heavenly Sovereign and the Heavenly Empress actually used them to threaten me. Aren't they afraid of chilling the hearts of the entire immortal race?"
She stared straight at Jun Lin and Feng Qi, trying to find a trace of guilt, remorse, or hesitation on their faces, but she found nothing, and her heart sank even more.
The Heavenly Lord put his hands behind his back and said unconcernedly, "To achieve great things, one must make choices. As a member of the Immortal Clan, it is your great honor to be able to contribute to them."
"fortunate……"
Yiwu smiled bitterly, feeling like a puppet being toyed with by others, and no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't get away.
But why, why was she treated like this? She had fought tooth and nail to break the Ji Ming Seal, wasn't that enough?
Beneath her long sleeves, Yi Wu clenched her fingers and was about to summon her sword when she heard footsteps approaching outside.
When the God of Wind returned from his trip, he did not find the Qingguang Ji. He heard that the prince had returned with his troops, so he came here to learn about the demon clan.
There were several steps outside the hall, but the Wind God did not step on them. He only saw the immortal soldiers gathered in a circle inside, but did not see anyone in the middle.
The hall was extremely crowded, with no room for anyone else. He could only stand at the foot of the stairs and bow to the Lord of Heaven, "Greetings, Lord of Heaven."
Jun Lin turned around and saw that he had nothing in his hands. He rolled his eyes and asked unhappily, "Has the Wind God not found the Qingguang Halberd yet?"
"Your Majesty, please calm down." The God of Wind immediately lowered his head and was about to explain, but before he could open his mouth, he heard a cold snort from above.
Jun Lin angrily ordered, "Come here, the Wind God failed to find the Qingguang Halberd and will be imprisoned in the Immortal Prison as punishment from today."
The immortal soldiers outside the hall immediately stepped forward and captured the God of Wind.
"Your Majesty! I, your servant..." The voice of the God of Wind became increasingly distant, and it was obvious that he had been taken away by the immortal soldiers.
He had just returned and didn't even have time to report when he was arrested for no apparent reason and was completely confused.
Yi Wu could hear the noise outside clearly. Suddenly, she lost her strength, loosened her fingers, tilted her head back and closed her eyes.
Anger surged in her chest, and an extremely rebellious idea surged in her mind. She really wanted to stab Jun Lin and Feng Qi to death with a sword, but unfortunately she couldn't.
Jun Xuan was speechless and anxiously patted Ling Hua with one hand and Chang Yao with the other.
"Please think twice, Lord Tian!"
Ling Hua bowed his head and tried his best to persuade him, "The Wind God has devoted all his energy to finding the Qingguang Halberd and has never slacked off. If we punish him without reason, it will be difficult to convince the people."
Chang Yao was about to speak when Jun Lin coldly rebuked her, "That's enough! Anyone who dares to plead for them again will be punished together with them."
Jian Qinyuan was furious and wanted to argue, but Liu Yu held him back and he shook his head secretly.
Today is the day for the Heavenly King to take action. This is not the time to show off his strength.
Everyone was upset, but they didn't dare to speak out. For a moment, the hall was unusually quiet, with an undercurrent surging.
After a few breaths, a voice sounded.
"I agree to your conditions, there's no need to involve others."
Yi Wu walked out from behind and looked at Jun Lin calmly, "However, if anything happens to the spirits of my Father God and Mother God, I will not let it go."
As soon as she finished speaking, she disappeared from the spot. She really didn't want to look at them any more.
Having achieved their goal, Jun Lin and Feng Qi's expressions relaxed a little.
Feng Qi glanced around and gave a solemn order: "Today's events are forbidden to be spread outside. Those who violate this order will be punished by immortal law. In addition, the Crown Prince is injured. From now on, he must rest in his bedroom and recuperate. He is not allowed to go out."
Jun Lin and Feng Qi turned around and left. Jun Xuan was also taken away by the immortal soldiers. The rest of the immortal soldiers withdrew one after another, and the hall became empty in an instant.
"That's too much! How could you treat her like this!" Jian Qinyuan swung his sleeves, seething with anger. "She nearly died trying to open the Ji Ming Seal, and now you're threatening her with her father's life. How despicable!"
If Fengshen was not there, Yiwu would still have a chance, but now that Fengshen was captured, she had no choice.
Although he was clearly scolding the Emperor of Heaven and the Empress of Heaven, Changyao and Linghua felt guilty, as if they were being scolded as well.
Liu Yu's face was cold as he whispered, "Be careful with your words. If the Heavenly Lord hears about this, he could arrest you for disrespect."
"So what if he's disrespectful? Such a despicable and shameless person doesn't deserve my respect." Jian Qinyuan looked at them, his anger filled with nowhere to vent, and he flew out of the hall on tiptoe.
He wanted to chase Yi Wu and ran through the maze as quickly as possible, but there was no trace of her at all, so he had to give up.
Ling Hua pondered for a moment, then turned and walked out. "There's no time to lose. Let's quickly find the Qingguang Halberd. If we find it first and defeat Jiufang Mingyuan, all our problems will naturally be solved."
This made sense, Changyao put away her sword and followed him.
Liu Yu stood still, seemingly unwilling to go with them. "You go ahead. I'll stay here and take care of the Wind God."
Changyao hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing and left with Ling Hua.
The storm subsided, and peace returned to the hall. Everyone returned to their positions and performed their duties.
The sun is shining brightly, it is a good time.
The breeze blew through the forest, the leaves rustled, and the atmosphere was peaceful and harmonious, and people's hearts gradually calmed down.
Although Yi Wu agreed to assassinate Jiufang Mingyuan, she had not actually made up her mind. There was still poison in her body, and even if Jiufang Mingyuan died, she would not be able to have a good end.
This matter was not urgent, so Yi Wu did not rush back to the top of the cloud immediately. Instead, she went to the restaurant she usually went to and got drunk.
She has a very good alcohol tolerance. After drinking a whole jar of wine, she only felt a little dizzy, but her mind was always clear.
People were bustling about upstairs and downstairs, and a cold wind blew in through the window, making it feel a little chilly.
It was almost time for the storytelling, and guests began to gather under the stage in the lobby.
The loud sound of the wake-up stick hitting the table attracted attention from all directions, even the guests upstairs came over.
Yi Wu shifted her position, leaning lazily against the railing and looking down. Having not rested properly for a long time, she felt a little sleepy. She yawned, her red eyes filled with tears.
The storyteller was still the same one as before. He started talking in a stylish manner, but the content of his talk was completely different from before.
"Thank you all for your support. Today, let's discuss whether the legendary immortal race actually exists."
The storyteller stroked his beard and said with a smile, "I used to not believe that immortals really existed. It wasn't until a few months ago that a ray of light streaked across the sky, and the heavenly soldiers and generals returned heroically, dispelling the evil spirits that filled the sky. Only then did I learn that the immortals who existed in legends and protected all living things actually existed."
"Thinking back to that day, the Heavenly Lord led tens of thousands of immortal soldiers and surrounded the Cloud Peak."
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"The Lord of Heaven is wise and powerful. He will definitely drive the demons out of Cloud Peak and protect the people of the world!"
When he got to the passionate part, the storyteller clapped his hands and the guests in the audience applauded and cheered.
As she listened, Yi Wu felt it was extremely ironic.
He claims to be wise and powerful, protecting the people, but in fact he is just a short-sighted, selfish, despicable villain. Such a person sitting on the throne of Heaven is a disaster for the immortals and the people.
Yiwu was feeling depressed and drank in big gulps, wishing she could get drunk to death here.
The sky gradually darkened until late at night and there were fewer and fewer diners in the restaurant.
The waiter passed by several times, glanced at Yi Wu again and again, and finally came forward, "Sir, would you like some more wine? If not, please pay for it. We are about to close."
"Closing?" Yi Wu glanced up at him and slammed her hand on the table, quite overbearingly, "What do you mean by closing? You are not allowed to close."
Judging from his tone, he was clearly quite drunk, and the waiter began to worry.
He had seen many drunken customers. If they had money, it would be easy to deal with them. If they didn't have money to pay the bill, the shopkeeper would definitely scold them. But this girl was very beautiful. If he had no money, he could sell her to pay off his debts.
Yi Wu roared that sentence fiercely, and the next moment she collapsed on the table, closed her eyes and passed out.
The waiter slowly approached and called softly, "Sir, sir?"
Yi Wu didn't react at all, so he reached out his hand and wanted to pat her.
Before his fingertips touched Yi Wu's clothes, a strange gust of wind blew, suddenly blowing Xiao Wai away, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground, almost hitting the table next to him. When he came to his senses, he suddenly found that there was another man at the table.
The man had broad shoulders and long legs, and stood tall and straight. He wore a black brocade robe embroidered with dark gold patterns, and a golden mask on his face, through which only his thin lips could be seen, as if he was unhappy.
The waiter was very discerning and could tell at once that he was not an ordinary person. He was frightened. He quickly got up from the ground and greeted him respectfully, "Sir, do you know this guest? If so, could you please help her pay for the wine? We are closing soon."
Jiufang Mingyuan threw out a piece of gold without even turning his head. The waiter caught it steadily and went downstairs, thanking him profusely.
After waiting quietly for a while, Yiwu didn't move at all. It seemed that she wouldn't wake up for a while.
Jiufang Mingyuan sighed softly, moved closer, carefully held the person in his arms, lifted him up horizontally, and returned to the top of the cloud.
The temperature around her plummeted, and Yi Wu frowned, groggily opening her eyes. She vaguely saw the familiar golden mask, shook her head, and muttered to herself, "I was really drunk. I even dreamed of Jiufang Mingyuan."
"Why did I dream about Jiufang Mingyuan? He should still be in seclusion right now. I don't know how serious his injuries are..."
Yiwu's head was heavy and she was completely unable to think. She just thought that all this was a dream after getting drunk.
She turned her head and buried her face in Jiufang Mingyuan's arms, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes. She felt extremely aggrieved. "How dare you come to me? Do you know... let me come back..."
"They used my father... and... their power... on me. I had no other choice."
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