Elder Huo Yan, fearful that Bo Qing would cause more trouble, grabbed Bo Qing's both hands as if a hen snatching her chick, and took him away immediately.

The Young Sect Master had offended Wu Zhong; it was necessary to inform the Sect Master couple about the offense.

During this period, they must absolutely prevent the Young Sect Master from causing any more trouble.

The rumors were indeed true; the Ghost Emperor was not only someone who should not be provoked, but also someone who couldn't even be touched.

"Wu Zhong, I am no match for you today, but one day, I will kill you and avenge Thirteen!" Bo Qing's voice, filled with anger and sorrow, choked and hoarse as he had never before felt so helpless and useless.

He couldn't protect Thirteen; he was useless... Wu Zhong, Bo Qing swore to kill Wu Zhong.

Elder Huo Yan turned into a fireball, blazing away with speed, leaving the Taiyi Secret Realm.

Boss He and Third Brother He exchanged glances, facing Wu Zhong who was both formidable in strength and in momentum, they dared not act, didn't even harbor the desire to flee, and could only stare at the exit of Taiyi Secret Realm not far away.

What has this world come to?

Together, the two brothers were nearly one hundred fifty years old, yet, in front of Ghost Emperor Wu Chong who was young enough to be their great-grandson, they didn't dare to utter a sound.

Swallowing hard, Boss He glanced at the coffin in Wu Zhong's hands.

Alive, they must see the person; dead, they must see the body.

While alive, they had failed to ensure the safety of Thirteenth Young Master; if dead, they must find a way to bring Thirteenth Young Master's coffin back to his family.

"Lord Ghost Emperor, Hong Shisan came with us. Could you please hand over her coffin to us, we will ensure it is properly sent back to Xia Capital."

"Hmph, she sure is comfortable." Wu Zhong tossed the coffin he was holding, throwing it in front of Boss He and Third Brother He.

Comfortable?

Boss He and the others were puzzled, looking towards the coffin, could it be that Hong Shisan...

Ye Lingyue was filled with grievances when Wu Zhong threw her into the coffin.

But due to extreme fatigue, she actually fell asleep in the coffin.

This sleep was not to be underestimated.

The spiritual power of the Artifact Spirit of the Wood Cauldron Fragment refined by the Qian Cauldron Power crazily roamed inside her body.

Her spiritual power, which had reached the peak of Fifth Rank, assimilated this portion of spiritual power. Like a breach in a dam, her power surged and broke through to the Sixth Rank.

The coffin landed, and Ye Lingyue inside, who was sleeping drowsily, was jolted awake.

She stretched her limbs and discovered to her surprise that her spiritual power had greatly increased.

It had to be said that this coffin made of Sky Bright Crystal was quite comfortable to lie in.

This guy Wu Zhong, although bad-tempered, had first-tier ability in moving coffins, smooth all the way, she carelessly fell asleep.

Ye Lingyue decided to tell Wu Zhong that if he quit being the Ghost Emperor, he could consider switching to being a coffin bearer, he's sure to make a killing.

With a thought of her Divine Sense, the coffin lid, weighing tens of pounds, was pushed open, and Ye Lingyue climbed out.

Seeing a refreshed Ye Lingyue after a good sleep and comparing her to Wu Zhong, who had a long face like a creditor, Boss He and Third Brother He opened their eyes wide.

So, after all this fuss, Thirteenth Young Master was not dead yet? Then why did Lord Ghost Emperor allow Bo Qing to misunderstand that Hong Shisan was already dead?

"Boss He, Third Brother He, seeing you two again is truly great, I almost thought I was going to die in Yinzhongtian."

The sound insulation of the Sky Bright Crystal coffin was excellent.

As for everything that had just transpired, Ye Lingyue was completely unaware.

Seeing the ghost-like expressions of Boss He and Third Brother He, Ye Lingyue greeted them quite cheerfully.

"Crown Prince, glad to see you're okay, just now Bo Qing..." Before Boss He could finish, he received a murderous glance from Wu Zhong and promptly shut up, the ever-observant merchant knowing when to hold his tongue.

Bo Qing, the Young Sect Master, is a man, while Thirteen is a woman. It was the Ghost Emperor who led everyone to believe that Bo Qing and Thirteen were dead.

Could it be that the Ghost Emperor... Well, Boss He was a clever businessman after all; understanding the thoughts of these young people took only a moment, and he quickly realized the truth.

Amazing, Hong Shisan is not only Prince Feng's confidante but also has an ambiguous relationship with Ghost Emperor. Truly remarkable.

"Where are Bo Qing, Elder Huo Yan, the Northern Border Royal Mansion, and Crown Prince Hong and their gang?" Ye Lingyue found that upon waking up, the others had all disappeared.

"They didn't find the sect's divine artifact and left first."

I can only apologize to the Young Sect Master of Jueqing Sect. Boss He definitely dares not offend the Ghost Emperor.

Boss He, against his better judgment, omitted mentioning Bo Qing's desperate search for Ye Lingyue.

His words earned Wu Zhong's approval. Wu Zhong nodded, thinking that Boss He could indeed be an ally worth making, planning to have more interactions with the Killing Hall in the future.

"There is no sect's divine artifact within the Taiyi Sect at all. We've all been deceived, better to leave sooner rather than later," said Ye Lingyue with a shake of her head.

If it were not for her possession of a mighty tool like the Qian Cauldron, ordinary people, even a top expert like Wu Zhong, would have been drained of all flesh and blood by the evil spirit wood cauldron piece, becoming the second Taiyi Sect Leader.

What sect's divine artifact, it's nothing but a pitfall demon artifact.

However, this trip to the Taiyi Secret Realm had not been a loss for Ye Lingyue. Not only had she found the Sky Bright Crystal as she wished, but she also refined the Artifact Spirit, learned the method to cultivate its spirit, and her spiritual power broke through to the Sixth Rank.

It was a pity, however, that the Heavenly Que Eight Swords were refined by Wu Zhong.

Ye Lingyue cast a somewhat reluctant glance at the Heavenly Que Eight Swords behind Wu Zhong, feeling sorry for herself that she didn't even possess an Earth Grade Spiritual Artifact.

Ye Lingyue's sneaky glance didn't go unnoticed by Wu Zhong.

But even if she were given several courages, she wouldn't dare have designs on Wu Zhong's weapons.

This man, he's practically an undying cockroach, who had been seriously injured earlier but now had bounced back to life as if nothing had happened.

Ye Lingyue suddenly shivered and fixed her gaze on Wu Zhong's hand.

"Wu Zhong! Your hand has been healed a long time ago! You tricked me!"

This guy was clearly toying with her, even making her personally attend to him, acting like a female slave for several days.

The subordinates of the Ghost Emperor were all confused.

The Ghost Emperor injured?

Who doesn't know that the Ghost Emperor has an incredibly strong constitution, capable of fully recovering from any serious injury within a day and night?

Seeing Ye Lingyue's cheeks puff up in anger, Wu Zhong burst into a loud laugh.

Honestly, he kind of missed the time at Yinzhongtian when Ye Lingyue would keep silent despite her anger.

Feeling good, Wu Zhong couldn't be bothered with Ye Lingyue's pettiness, obsessing all day long with her spiritual energy and Spiritual Medicine.

Well then, he might as well give her some compensation. Wu Zhong raised his hand, and the heavy Nirvana Cauldron landed in his grasp.

~ Bonus update for 1020 and 1040 monthly tickets, Da Fu has clumsy hands and thus late update, still growing and developing, prioritizing beauty and charm, read it tomorrow morning and don't stay up late!!

Da Fu: Rolling left and right, missing monthly tickets

Readers: Miss, miss, always missing

Da Fu: 365 days a year, always lacking money, virtue, and monthly tickets, hoping not to lack

Readers: ...