More than a month remained until the Immortal Martial Competition, but Daliang City, the capital of the Wu Kingdom, was already overflowing with people.
Various prominent families and sects from the Southern Region eagerly hoped to stand out in this Immortal Martial Competition, aspiring to be accepted into the Confucian Saint Sect and bring glory to their families.
The concentration of people led to a rise in prices, especially for high-end inns, where even a low-grade room could be sold for two hundred taels of silver a night, yet still remained unavailable.
"That damn girl, she left without even saying a word! Does she even have any respect for me, her mother?!"
Inside an inn, Yin Jiao'e's face was filled with rage, clearly furious at Su Yunying's sudden departure.
She had already prepared to lure her out, drug her, and then begin to draw her blood for Su Xuejiao.
But she never expected that before she could even start, the person had already run away?
"Doesn't this mean I don't even have the right to be a clown!"
Helpless, she could only take the younger generation of the Su family to stay in Daliang City first. They could only figure out the rest later.
Although the Su family's status was distinguished, they might not be welcome in Daliang City.
They were definitely not welcome!
Looking at the sea of people, where peeing off the roof would splash on several so-called "heavenly talents," the Su family could only restrain their behavior from Juzhou City and behave themselves.
After several inquiries, they finally settled down in a mid-grade inn.
Thinking of Su Yunying's disobedient appearance, Yin Jiao'e became more and more angry.
During this time, the Su family almost went bankrupt because of the Huo family incident. They barely compensated the corresponding amount by selling their property and borrowing from online loans.
The consequences, however, were that the Su family's reputation both inside and outside Juzhou City plummeted.
Currently, they desperately needed this Immortal Martial Competition to restore the confidence of the Juzhou forces in the Su family.
The only way was for Su Xuejiao to enter the Confucian Saint Sect.
But in the Southern Region competition, there were many experts. With Su Xuejiao's current cultivation, wanting to stand out was like a ghost fighting Ip Man; ten weren't enough.
Therefore, Yin Jiao'e could only use connections to send a large amount of spirit stones to an outer sect official of the Confucian Saint Sect, opening a back door for Su Xuejiao.
It had to be said that Yin Jiao'e really went all out for this adopted daughter.
"When I see that dead girl, I must give her a taste of her own medicine, huh, why does she deserve to be compared to Xuejiao?
She should be living a life of hardship and selling herself when she has no money, a lowly life."
Yin Jiao'e was talking to herself, and the more she spoke, the angrier she became.
Just then, a mocking voice sounded in her ear, "Oh, elder sister, you're here too?"
Yin Jiao'e looked up and immediately met the gaze of a noblewoman who shared some resemblance to her, but with mockery in her eyes.
This was Yin Jiao'e's second sister, Yin Emei.
Behind Yin Emei stood a man and a woman, who were her son, Mo Wentian, and Mo Wenxin, respectively.
As soon as she saw Yin Emei, Yin Jiao'e's face immediately showed a hint of displeasure.
The two sisters had been competitive since childhood, neither of them yielding to the other. They had even fought fiercely to marry into the Su family. In the end, Yin Jiao'e had won by a narrow margin, gaining Su Lingzhang's favor.
But after so many years, the relationship between the two sisters had not eased. Instead, it had become increasingly tense with the passage of time. Every time the family gathered, their simultaneous presence was bound to trigger an utterly unnecessary conflict.
Just like now, Yin Emei's son and daughter were her best showpieces.
Compared to the Su family's outstanding young generation, Yin Emei's children weren't just for show.
Her son, Mo Wentian, was twenty-two years old and already a Soul Sea Realm, Grade 3 expert. Her daughter, Mo Wenxin, also had a Soul Sea Realm, Grade 2 cultivation.
Both their talent and strength were far superior to the four children of the Su family.
"Second sister, I never expected you to come to this Southern Region Competition? Aren't you afraid of embarrassing our mother's family?"
"If elder sister isn't afraid of losing face, how could a younger sister care?
Besides, we're just passing by to handle a few things, we're not here to participate in this low-class competition."
As soon as the two sisters met, they began to clash, neither one backing down.
Su Xuejiao quickly tried to dissuade, "Mother, don't quarrel with Second Aunt, there are so many people watching..."
Yin Emei, seeing Su Xuejiao, immediately spoke sarcastically, "Oh, who do we have here? Isn't this my sister's adopted daughter?
So, you're also here to participate in this Southern Region competition? Who are you representing? The Su family, or the Fire Phoenix Clan?"
She deliberately emphasized the words "adopted daughter," as if afraid the onlookers wouldn't understand.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Su Xuejiao's face turned ashen, her eyes immediately red, as if tears were about to fall.
Yin Jiao'e immediately became anxious, "Yin Emei! What do you mean?
Xuejiao is my daughter, a daughter closer than my own! Why are you spreading rumors!"
"Spreading rumors? Hehe."
Yin Emei simply found a table opposite Yin Jiao'e, sat down, crossed her arms, and crossed her legs, continuing to speak.
"Who doesn't know that you, Yin Jiao'e, treat this adopted daughter better than your own biological daughter?
Even when your own biological daughter was found, she didn't get the same treatment. Her living conditions and belongings were worse than the servants.
You even forbid her from calling you 'mother.' Isn't it obvious that you value this adopted daughter more than your own?"
Hearing this, Yin Jiao'e panicked. Listening to the surrounding guests' discussions and the pointing fingers, she hastily defended herself, "Who told you that? How could I mistreat my own daughter?"
"Still trying to argue? Heh, big sister, you really can't even lie without blushing. What kind of treatment your own daughter gets, mother already told me.
I really didn't expect you to be so harsh on your own daughter for the sake of an outsider. Oh, how I pity your adopted daughter."
"Yin Emei, if you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame me for being rude!"
"What, are you getting anxious already? That's right, if you really cared about your own daughter, you wouldn't have abandoned her in the wilderness when she was still a baby.
After all, what mother would bear to abandon her own daughter? From this, it's clear that you don't like your own daughter at all!"
"Nonsense! You're talking nonsense!"
Yin Jiao'e's composure broke.
"How could I abandon my own daughter? She's the flesh and blood that fell from me after carrying her for ten months."
"No need to hide it. Judging from how your family has treated Su Yunying since she returned, you were the one who abandoned her back then."
After saying this, he beckoned to the other guests, "Come, everyone, let's judge this. Is this how a mother should act?
Her own daughter was lost, and after finally finding her, she still doesn't acknowledge her,
"She favors her adopted daughter in every way, yet she treats her own flesh and blood so cruelly. Tell me, is this how a mother should behave?"
Immediately, the discussions in the inn grew louder, all filled with mockery and ridicule directed at Yin Jiao'e.
"Wow, is this for real? How can there be such a wicked mother in the world? This is a real eye-opener."
"They say that the one you raise is better than the one you give birth to, but even so, you shouldn't mistreat your own child like this. This woman seems so pure and refined, yet her heart is so venomous."
"What is this, which play are we watching? A true and false daughter story? The false daughter is more noble than the true daughter, and the true daughter deserves to be bullied, is that it?"
"Hearing you say that, I can already picture it. This mother is just too awful."
"That must be her adopted daughter, right? I could tell at a glance that she has a sharp and unkind face. According to the plot development,
"At this moment, she should have already had an unspeakable relationship with the fiancé who should have belonged to the real young lady."
"You can imagine the treatment the real young lady received at home. If it were me, I'd go straight to blackening and scatter the ashes of this entire family into the sea."
"Don't pollute the environment, you should dig up their ancestral graves and send them to the Great Zhou to participate in a zero-dollar purchase event."
Yin Jiao'e's face alternated between green and white, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say.
The poor Su siblings were also implicated and were so embarrassed that their faces flushed with anger.
Yin Jiao'e knew they couldn't stay at this inn any longer, so she immediately got up to check out and, taking her siblings, fled as if escaping.
As soon as they left, Yin Emei immediately booked the guest room. Watching her elder sister's family flee in such a sorry state, she couldn't help but sneer.
"Wentian, Wenxin, you must remember that if you encounter Su Yunying in the future, you must treat her with courtesy. Never look down on her because of her identity."
"Yes, Mother, there's no need to say more. We understand."
The Mo siblings nodded seriously at their mother, not contradicting her words at all.
On the other side, within the palace of Daliang City.
Inside a luxurious bedroom, a young man wearing a dragon robe was huddled in his bed, reading a comic book.
As he read, he started to get busy with his hands.
Just as his expression became excited, his cultivation surged, and he was about to soar into the sky, about to enter the sage mode, a burst of violent rumbling immediately interrupted his interest.
"Damn! Who dares to interrupt me while I'm practicing my handiwork in broad daylight? They must be tired of living!"
The young man got up, cursing, and didn't forget to pull up his half-undone underpants.
He saw Liang Hao standing in the bedroom, taking a look around. Finally, Liang Hao nodded and said, "I think this place is pretty good. It wouldn't be bad to stay here until the Immortal Martial Competition is over. Big Brother and Little Sister should be satisfied."
Then he looked at the young man and said directly, "Alright, you're not needed here anymore. You can get lost."
The young man was all "?": "What do you mean? You want me to get lost? Do you know who I am?"
Slap!
What answered him was a resounding slap.
"What, you want to compare backgrounds so soon? Kid, why are you so reckless at such a young age?"
The young man covered his burning left cheek with a face full of disbelief. This was the first time he'd ever been hit.
Or was it a slap in the face?
"Damn it, you dare to hit me? The royal family's dignity cannot be insulted! Today, I'll let you see how powerful the Daliang royal family is!"
Damn it, the young man had a temper too, and immediately got up to fight Liang Hao.
As a result, Liang Hao didn't even glance at him, and directly slapped him back onto the bed with a backhand.
"Damn it, are even Body Tempering Realm cultivators this bold now?
They actually dare to challenge a Nirvana Realm cultivator. This world is truly crazy.
It's necessary to demonstrate the necessity of the Arbitration Council's existence, so that the world can return to the right track."
After two slaps, the young man realized the reality of the situation.
He immediately stood up and cautiously asked Liang Hao, "Who are you, and what is your purpose for coming to my palace?"
"朕? You are the emperor of this Wu Kingdom?"
The young man immediately felt ten thousand alpaca stampeding and roaring in his heart: "Damn, is he only realizing it now? I've hinted several times already.
But it's fine now. Since my identity is exposed, I won't pretend anymore. I'll show my dragon's威, and you can tremble in fear."
However, the next second, Liang Hao's impatient voice was heard: "I'm asking you a question, are you deaf? Give me a straight answer, are you the emperor?"
"That's right, I am indeed the emperor of Wu Kingdom, Wu Yousheng!"
The young man immediately put on the emperor's威 and began to imagine the beautiful scene of the person in front of him kneeling at his feet, crying and begging for mercy.
But...
"Since you're the emperor, this is easy. I need to discuss something with you. During the Immortal Martial Competition, we plan to stay in your palace.
You'll be responsible for all our daily needs and food. If I'm even slightly dissatisfied, I, on behalf of the Arbitration Council, will slap you, the foolish emperor, to death. Do you understand?"
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