Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o

An Yiqing inhaled sharply in pain and cursed inwardly at Yu Hai, the old turtle, for knowing the Turtle Breath technique!

Gu Yelin couldn’t let go of the person who hurt An Yiqing. He strode over but wore a peculiar expression upon seeing Yu Hai.

Before him, Yu Hai lay on the ground, a long steel rod protruding from his back, piercing through his heart.

This steel rod was part of the internal structure for building the statue. Yu Hai shattered the statue, and the steel rod became exposed.

A monster who had caused trouble for over twenty years died just like that, and so... deprived of dignity.

Ye Chenghong and An Yiqing supported each other as they walked over, looking complexly at Yu Hai.

"Is he truly dead this time?" An Yiqing asked.

"A steel rod through the heart; if not dead, then he’s truly a monster," Ye Chenghong replied.

An Yiqing was still not relieved. To prevent what happened twenty years ago, she used the Corpse-Dissolving Liquid to completely dissolve Yu Hai.

The very Yu Hai who turned Xuandu City upside down twenty years ago was finally dead.

Ye Chenghong sighed heavily and sat on a stone stool. He gazed absentmindedly at the puddle left by Yu Hai, his thoughts drifting back over twenty years.

"What’s your name?"

"I... I’m called Yu Hai."

"My name is Yu Rou."

"Little Ye Zi, they will be your junior brother and sister from now on. Little Hai, Little Rou, call your senior brother."

Yu Hai looked delighted, Yu Rou shy.

From then on, the three were entangled for most of their lives.

Little Hai, I never regretted taking you in, but I hate how you treated Yu Rou. If there truly is a next life, I hope the three of us never meet again!

A battle that had been anticipated for twenty years finally ended. Five disciples of the Medicine Sect died, with countless others injured. Although the losses were not substantial, the deaths of those five disciples left everyone in deep sorrow.

"Ah Feng, those injured should rest. Those uninjured, start cleaning the battlefield."

After An Yiqing spoke, she supported Ye Chenghong to leave. The Medicine Sect members also rushed to help, joining the Blood Guard Army to clean the courtyard.

Just then, the dark night sky suddenly roared with thunder. The Thunder God seemed to be in a rage, letting out furious roars.

Everyone paused their actions and looked up at the sky.

What’s happening?

Is it going to rain?

An Yiqing speculated as much, but Ye Chenghong’s expression suddenly changed.

At the same time, in a small room at the back of the Medicine Sect’s estate, two long-bearded old men exchanged glances and burst out the door.

They quickly leaped into the courtyard and glanced around. Upon seeing Ye Chenghong, their expressions changed dramatically.

"How are you hurt like this?!"

Ye Chenghong looked bewildered.

"What are you still standing around for?! He’s about to undergo a heavenly tribulation!"

Everyone was shocked, and brooms and mops fell everywhere.

A heavenly tribulation? The Sect Leader... is about to break through?!

An Yiqing dropped the medicine bottle in her hand suddenly. Ah Lin had been waiting to break through for so long, yet the master’s moment has arrived?!

Seeing Ye Chenghong’s empty inner breath, An Yiqing wished she could resurrect Yu Hai and whip his corpse for a hundred days! The old monster’s death still disturbed everyone!

"Master, take the medicine!"

Handfuls of restorative medicine were stuffed into Ye Chenghong’s mouth. Aware of the urgent situation, he said nothing and swallowed all the pills. The two long-bearded old men also came over, pouring their inner breath into Ye Chenghong’s body as if their lives depended on it.

For a moment, the entire Medicine Sect was in turmoil.

The thunder in the night grew more concentrated, with dark clouds converging above the Medicine Sect. Even in the dark night, everyone could feel the oppressive weight of clouds looming overhead. It seemed as though the sky was about to collapse.

After a temporary boost, Ye Chenghong sat cross-legged on the ground, using the last moments to restore the inner breath within his body. An Yiqing handed the Qingying Sword to her master. If it weren’t for the bracelet on her wrist that wouldn’t come off, she’d give away this An Family heirloom too.

The two forefathers of the Medicine Sect also gave a few treasured artifacts to Ye Chenghong. Then they, along with Gu Yelin, surrounded Ye Chenghong, fully prepared.

Suddenly, a purple streak of lightning cut across the night sky, stinging everyone’s eyes. The booming grew louder, and suddenly, a wrist-thick purple lightning bolt descended straight down onto Ye Chenghong’s head.

Ye Chenghong swiftly summoned the forefathers’ treasured artifacts to counter the lightning bolt. The powerful lightning bolt was not to be blocked by two artifacts; the two weapons instantly turned to ash, and the lightning bolt continued downwards. Ye Chenghong’s body shook, the bolt striking him, causing an excruciating pain.

The two forefathers and Gu Yelin quickly transmitted inner breath to Ye Chenghong. An Yiqing, covered in injuries, could only stand outside, anxious.