"Forget it, I, Pei Yuhan, have never owed anyone a favor in my life. You brought me home and gave me a roof to live on.”
Pei Yuhan cast aside the unnecessary thoughts in her mind and looked at the Soul Sucking Lamp with a cold expression.
"It's fine to use this thing to harm people. Unfortunately, you bumped into me.”
She slapped him.
Kacha!
The Soul Absorbing Lamp shattered.
Such a vicious magic treasure was like tofu in her hands, easily destroyed.
The moment the Soul Absorbing Lamp was destroyed, the founding duke, who was far away in the Public House, spat out a mouthful of blood.
He had not slept the entire night.
His eyes were bloodshot.
To him, the exhaustion and torment in his heart had consumed too much of his energy.
This mouthful of blood made his spirit rise.
"The Soul Absorbing Lamp has been destroyed!"
"Who did it? There was actually an expert in the capital who could destroy the Soul Absorbing Lamp?”
"In other words, Ye Ning was saved?”
He was shocked.
The Soul Absorbing Cup was a cursed treasure. Its offensive and defensive power was not outstanding, but it was still a magic treasure.
It was not easy to destroy a magic treasure in a short period of time.
The Soul Absorbing Lamp was destroyed. As the person who controlled the magic treasure, he naturally suffered a backlash.
The moment he spat out a mouthful of blood, the aura in his body was completely chaotic, and his entire face was as pale as paper.
He was seriously injured.
However, there was not the slightest hint of exasperation on his face.
Feeling the pain in his body, he actually felt a sense of relief, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.
"Alright, Ye Ning didn't die. Perhaps this is heaven's will.”
"Heaven's will tells me that Ye Ning is right and I am wrong.”
"Good, good, good…"
He said yes three times in a row, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
At this moment, he decided to let it go.
It was as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders, and he had become much younger.
He thought of many things.
When he was young, he was just like Mu Guanying, full of ambition and passion.
But when did he start to be overcautious?
"I don't see myself as clearly as my own son…"
He smiled miserably.
He had found many excuses for his surrender.
It seemed reasonable, but in reality, surrender was surrender.
People wouldn't try to find out his rationality. They would only know that an unfilial son had been born in the family of the loyal founding duke.
A thousand years later, the history books would naturally record the merits and demerits.
At that time, he would probably be reviled by others.
He staggered back to his bedroom, took out a jug of wine from the cabinet, and poured himself a cup.
He drank it in one gulp.
This first cup was a toast to the ancestors.
"Unfilial descendant Mulun, you forgot the glory of the family and did something that disgraced the family. Such behavior is worse than a beast.”
He poured another cup.
"This second toast is to Your Majesty. The founding duke's lineage should have advanced and retreated with the royal family. Back then, our ancestors were conferred the title of duke because of their contributions to the founding of the country. If the country is destroyed now, the founding duke's estate will naturally be buried with them…However, I'm afraid.”
He drank it again.
He poured a third cup.
"This toast is to Lord Ye. You are a true hero. Because of your existence, it reflects how despicable, cowardly, and shameless we are. I don't dare to shoulder the responsibility with you, but I only dare to harm you behind your back.”
After drinking it, the founding duke took a deep breath.
After drinking three cups, it was time to enter the Yellow Springs.
He raised the wine pot and muttered.
"Guan Ying, you're already grown up, but father hasn't had a drink with you.”
"I hope you will remember the hot-bloodedness of this moment and never change.”
"I hope you will live up to your reputation."
"I hope you won't be like your father.”
He poured all the wine in the jug into his mouth.
Then, he wiped his lips fiercely.
He took out a jade slip and slowly placed it on the table. Then, he pulled out the Solitary Loyalty Sword, which was shining coldly.
He did not say anything else.
After scrutinizing Gu Zhong Sword for a while, he slit his throat.
Blood splattered everywhere.
The founding duke died.
He used his own death to put an end to his mistakes.
This was the only explanation he could give.
The moment he died.
The force that controlled Mu Guanying immediately dissipated. He jumped up like a spring and kicked open the door of the study.
"It's already 12 hours, could Lord Ye have already died?”
He was burning with anxiety.
He had no time to care about his own matters and immediately ran out.
Although he knew in his heart that it was most likely too late.
However, he still held on to a glimmer of hope and ran toward the Ye residence.
Even if someone like Lord Ye died, he definitely couldn't die in the hands of his father!
……
Ye residence.
How could Ye Ning know that the only son of the founding duke, Mu Guanying, was running toward him?
He ate and drank to his heart's content and enjoyed himself even more.
Lying on the recliner with his eyes closed, he looked extremely relaxed.
Beside him was a small red clay stove.
Little Mute added a few pieces of charcoal and squatted at the side, hugging the white sugar that Ye Ning had made for her. From time to time, she would grab a handful and stuff it into her mouth.
He could feel the sweetness spreading in his mouth.
At this moment, time was peaceful.
But it was because it was too beautiful and too blissful that Marquis Weiwu's mentality collapsed.
"What is it? He's still alive!"
Marquis Weiwu flew into a rage and smashed everything in front of him in exasperation.
"Not only is he alive, but he's also lying in the courtyard!”
"What does he think he's doing? Sunbathing?"
"I'm so angry!"
Weiwu Hou was about to go crazy.
Ever since he had fought with Ye Ning, could he take advantage of him once?
Just once!
Even if it was just once!
"Looks like there's indeed a problem with the founding duke!”
"I knew this person was unreliable!"
"The founding duke must have done something. He didn't want to kill Ye Ning at all!”
"It's fine if he didn't kill Ye Ning, but he actually dared to cheat us of our spirit stones.”
"You traitor! He's the number one traitor in history!"
The others were also in a state of shock.
Spirit stones were the common currency in the cultivation world. They were also items for cultivation. In terms of their value, they were actually not that bad.
However, to them, it was naturally an incomparably precious thing.
Each of them didn't have many spirit stones.
In the end, he took them out and used them to activate the Soul Absorbing Lamp.
If they killed Ye Ning, it would be fine. When the time came, the immortal sect would reward them heavily. They would definitely benefit a lot.
But the problem was that Ye Ning was still alive and well!
Then wouldn't our spirit stones go down the drain?
Everyone was in pain and cursed. They thought that the founding duke had betrayed them.
Marquis Weiwu obviously thought so too. He was so angry that he trembled as he spoke.
"It must be this dog thief. He actually dared to jump back at the last minute.”
"That damned Ye Ning must have colluded with him long ago!”
"Otherwise, why would he lie in the courtyard on purpose? He's trying to show off to me!"
At this moment, Marquis Weiwu's persecutory paranoia exploded.
Thinking of Ye Ning lying down happily at this moment, his eyes were full of mocking smiles.
He gritted his teeth in hatred.
How hateful!
How could there be such a hateful person in this world!
"The founding duke actually dared to betray us. We have to respond. Everyone, don't hesitate. It's time to activate our backup plan and let him know the price of betraying us!”
Weiwu Hou said hysterically.
Everyone responded.
They were able to control the founding duke previously because they naturally had something on him. Now that he dared to be a traitor, it was time to make him suffer!
If we can't deal with Ye Ning, why can't we deal with you?
They decided to vent their anger on the founding duke.
Just as everyone was raging and shouting to kill, Weiwu Hou gradually calmed down.
He returned to the backyard and went to the quiet room.
"Ye Ning is dead?"
Fang Qingxue's face appeared in the mirror.
She had been paying attention to this matter.
"He's not dead yet. Something went wrong…"
Marquis Weiwu wished he could find a hole to hide in.
Fang Qingxue had warned him before that the founding duke was not reliable.
However, he was too confident that he could handle it.
And the result?
At this moment, he was certain that Ye Ning was not dead because the founding duke had betrayed him. He did not think of any other possibility, so he was ashamed to face Fang Qingxue.
He stammered for a long time and did not dare to tell the truth.
He could only grit his teeth and say.
"Qingxue, trust your father. Give me a little more time, and I'll definitely be able to kill Ye Ning!”
Fang Qingxue looked at him in disappointment and said coldly.
"This is your last chance. If you still can't do it, there's a high chance that you won't be able to obtain the Ascension Immortal Pill.”
She waved her hand.
Water rippled in the mirror.
He cut off the communication.
Marquis Weiwu's face twisted as he gritted his teeth.
"Ye Ning, you must die!"
He walked out of the quiet room.
He called his hanger-on again.
Shen Sanbian smiled bitterly.
"Lord Marquis, you were looking for me."
He had a bad feeling that nothing good would come out of him every time he came to find him.
"Go find Mr. Mu of Misty Rain Tower again and tell him to let Misty Rain Tower kill Ye Ning again. If it succeeds, I promise to pay ten times the reward from last time!”
Marquis Weiwu's eyes were filled with madness.
"Ten times?"
Shen Sanbian took a deep breath.
The last time, he had already offered ten times the reward, but he had failed.
This time, it was going to increase by ten times?
Shen Sanbian really wanted to ask.
Lord Marquis, can you take it out?
However, looking at Marquis Weiwu's crazed appearance, he definitely did not dare to ask.
He could only grit his teeth and leave with a bitter smile.
If possible, he really didn't want to have any dealings with Misty Rain Tower.
Those assassins were too dangerous and had strange tempers. If he was not careful, he might get himself killed.
But what could he do?
Sigh, this was life.
……
"This is life!"
Ye Ning lay on the chair and yawned lazily.
At this moment, he was like a salted fish.
He didn't need to be busy with the Overwatch Council's matters, and he couldn't be bothered to think about courting death.
Let's enjoy life comfortably first.
Unfortunately, his comfort was about to be broken.
A moment later, someone rushed over.
Just as they reached the entrance of the alley, they were already shouting.
"Lord Ye, are you still alive?"
What the hell?
Ye Ning was a little confused.
He and Little Mute looked at each other and pointed at their own noses as they asked.
"The Lord Ye he's talking about can't be me, right?”
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