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Yun Zhi Yue struggled in the tight embrace, shouting, "Let go of me, Yue Qi! Do you have to be so shameless?"
"You used to like it when I held you," he replied.
"You said that was in the past. Am I supposed to rely on Feng Rujiao to save me now? With so many people watching, do you not care about your reputation, Heavenly Emperor?"
"Reputation is not given by others. The Emperor taught you that if your strength is sufficient, no one will dare to speak against you. With Feng Rujiao in seclusion and Li Shang unable to leave Wujie, who do you think will come to your aid during the chaos in the Underworld?"
A sharp slap landed on Yue Qi's face.
Taking advantage of Yue Qi's momentary shock, Yun Zhi Yue broke free. She taunted, "I don't care about anyone. Feng Rujiao just wanted to annoy you two lovebirds, but it seems Jiao Jiao has also come to her senses. It's not worth giving up her career for a scoundrel like you."
"You don’t want me dead, and even stopped Feng Rujiao from killing me. That means I will only grow stronger. When the time comes, it will be your turn to die. Don’t worry; that day isn’t far off."
Kneeling on the ground, the onlookers wondered: Can they still survive in their clan?
Despite being publicly slapped, Yue Qi was not angry; instead, he felt good. He never feared Yun Zhi Yue's hatred for him; what he feared was her letting go.
"Alright, Emperor, wait for that day. Come here."
"No."
Yue Qi's expression turned cold, his displeasure evident as he spoke with authority: "Come here."
Yun Zhi Yue's face darkened as she struggled to control her disobedient feet. If the Imperial Realm could be easily reversed, it wouldn’t be so rare.
Her complexion gradually paled, blood appearing at the corner of her mouth.
Yun Shijiu lifted her leg to rush forward but was firmly held back by Han Xi. "Don't go! If you go, you'll only cause trouble. The Heavenly Emperor won’t kill Yun Zhi Yue; he’ll kill you!"
Boom! The Black Ghost Flower bloomed as Yun Zhi Yue unexpectedly broke through the Imperial Heaven Realm under Di Wei's pressure. This level of talent was indeed rare; unfortunately,
the blood at her mouth flowed more and more, dripping onto the ground. How could a mere Imperial Heaven Realm contend with an Imperial Realm? Moreover, with the Heaven and Earth Bestow Mandate in play, Yue Qi was no ordinary Imperial Realm.
If he hadn’t held back, Yun Zhi Yue would have already perished the moment Di Wei descended.
Shijiu knew they were no match for him. Seeing his sister in such a predicament stirred his emotions; just as he was about to disregard everything and fight back, Su Ye stepped in and brought Yun Zhi Yue to his side.
"Heavenly Emperor, she’s just a little girl. Why make things so difficult?"
Yun Zhi Yue lay on Su Ye’s knee and coughed up another mouthful of blood before being enveloped by his earthy-brown spiritual energy as she closed her eyes to heal.
The old grudges between Yue Qi and her had long been too numerous to count; there would eventually come a day when everything would be settled once and for all.
The Emperor cared for Yun Zhi Yue just as he did in the past, and she remained as stubborn as ever, seemingly impervious to harm.
"Can't you avoid hurting her?" the Heavenly Emperor pondered, never considering his own role in the matter.
Yue Qi remained silent, eyes closed, while Yun Zhi Yue let out a derisive laugh, her scorn evident. This was Yue Qi for you. It wasn't that he was wrong; he simply never reflected on his actions, as if the wounds were always inflicted by others.
But she was the one who bore the pain. No matter how hard she tried, Yun Zhi Yue could never appreciate this; how many times had this dog wounded her?
Seeing that the situation had calmed down, Ji Wei spoke up: "Now that the Heavenly Emperor has dealt with his own matters, can we finally begin this grand competition?"
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