Tianyu Lin.
Zhu Fengwu, with a face full of worry, asked her father Zhu Yan, "Father, you know that fellow surnamed Ji is difficult to deal with. Why did you tacitly allow the eight great lords to act? What if they all go and never return?"
Tianyu Lin was a place name, and also the name of a vast power.
It was a first-class force led by the Zhu family, who possessed Vermilion Bird bloodlines, and allied with nine other powerful immortal birds, gathering various immortal birds and fierce birds.
Tianyu Lin was the second-ranked power in Blood State, only slightly weaker than the Di family.
Last time, one of the Ten Great Lords, the Green Peacock, was brutally killed by Ji Mo. This time, the other eight lords acted together, and it was feared they were also going to their deaths.
Therefore, Zhu Fengwu truly couldn't understand her father's intentions.
Zhu Yan's hair was white, his appearance gaunt, and his cloudy red eyes shone with a trace of cunning shrewdness. He said calmly, "Isn't it good if they don't return? If they all kick the bucket, Tianyu Lin will belong to our Zhu family."
Although Tianyu Lin had always respected him, the other nine great lords also had significant influence, preventing him from acting unilaterally.
As long as the other lords all perished, he could completely control Tianyu Lin.
Zhu Fengwu suddenly understood, never expecting her father to be so ruthless and ambitious. He was deliberately sending the eight great lords to their deaths.
But she still felt it was inappropriate, saying, "If the eight great lords die, our Tianyu Lin will also be greatly weakened. Now the Long family has allied with that fellow surnamed Ji and is annexing the Di family's territory. In the future, we will not be a match for the Long family, and Blood State will likely be ruled by the Long family."
Zhu Fengwu paused, her expression becoming more solemn, and continued, "What I fear most is that the fellow surnamed Ji will trouble us afterward. We are completely unable to resist."
Zhu Yan listened quietly as Zhu Fengwu finished, showing a hint of praise. It seemed that after being captured twice, this child had grown a lot and was looking at issues with more foresight.
He praised Zhu Fengwu and said with a smile, "Long Lingli of the Long family indeed has vision and unique insight, daring to place a bet. But what makes them, also breaks them. As long as that fellow surnamed Ji dies, their Long family is also destined for a bad end. We just need to wait to reap the rewards."
"Father, you don't think the eight great lords combined can kill that fellow surnamed Ji, do you? Even with that mysterious golden-armored man, they might not be his match."
Zhu Fengwu had witnessed Ji Mo's unfathomable methods and still felt lingering fear. She believed that only if the many Immortal God realm powerhouses on the Nine Heavens Que united would they have a chance of winning.
Otherwise, relying solely on the golden-armored man and the eight great lords would be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.
Zhu Yan revealed a smug look of seeing through everything, "Daughter, in terms of insight, you still have much to learn. The background of the golden-armored man is far beyond your imagination. Although he hid it well, I could still smell his true aura. He is a Candle Dragon, from the most pure and noble Candle Dragon royal family."
"A Candle Dragon? And royalty!"
Zhu Fengwu was shocked, never expecting that the arrogant golden-armored man had such a great background.
To be a divine beast Candle Dragon was one thing, but to be of royal blood meant he was a prince of the Candle Dragon clan, his identity was truly astonishing!
If she could hook up with him, wouldn't she soar to the heavens and become a phoenix?
"If a prince of the Candle Dragon clan wants someone dead, how can they survive? Even if that fellow surnamed Ji doesn't die this time, when the golden-armored man uses the Dragon God Descent from his clan, crushing him will be as easy as crushing a bug."
Zhu Yan believed he had seen through everything. No matter what, Ji Mo was bound to die, with no chance of survival.
Even if Ji Mo had divine-level strength, he couldn't resist the pursuit of the Candle Dragon clan. Death was only a matter of time.
"Father, what do you think of this Candle Dragon prince?"
A sharp glint flashed in Zhu Fengwu's eyes.
Zhu Yan understood his daughter's intention and rebuked, "Behave yourself and don't think too much. As the saying goes, dragons mate with dragons, and phoenixes mate with phoenixes. Although our Zhu family has Vermilion Bird bloodlines, we are simply not in his league."
Zhu Fengwu said displeasedly, "Male dragons have always been amorous. Otherwise, there wouldn't be the saying that dragons have nine sons, and each son is different. With my looks, I don't believe he won't be moved."
Zhu Fengwu had great confidence in her own beauty.
Moreover, the thought of becoming a dragon princess made her somewhat restless.
"Don't mess around. Candle Dragons are inherently cunning and brutal, by no means a good match."
Although Zhu Yan was greedy for power, he had not gone so mad as to use his daughter to climb the social ladder. He reminded her, "That fellow will at most play with you, he won't truly care for you. Furthermore, the one he wants to kill, Ying Menglong, is an Ying Dragon. This likely involves internal strife within the dragon race. Do not get involved."
Once involved in the struggle of divine-level beings, it was incredibly bloody and cruel. It could easily lead to rivers of blood, or even the destruction of one or two realms.
The reason he hadn't seized the opportunity to curry favor with the golden-armored man was also due to this consideration.
"Even if a dragon civil war truly occurs, the Ying Dragon clan is far outnumbered by the Candle Dragons and is bound to lose. Isn't this precisely the heaven-sent opportunity for us to place our bet?"
Zhu Fengwu did not listen to the advice at all, but stubbornly believed this was an excellent opportunity.
Not long ago, Long Lingli had scorned her in person, saying she was famous for nothing and had flawed judgment, and could not be compared to her.
Furthermore, she had been blind and mistaken about a good-for-nothing like Murong Guan, causing her to lose face.
At this moment, Zhu Fengwu wanted to choose the golden-armored man to prove her own judgment and let Long Lingli see clearly who couldn't be compared to whom.
She was stubbornly digging herself into a hole, completely ignoring Zhu Yan's advice, and immediately set off to chase the golden-armored man, determined to win this golden turtle-son-in-law no matter what.
...
The sounds in the dense forest had continued for several days.
At first, Mo Lun was screaming his lungs out, a sound that was heart-wrenching and tragic.
But gradually, something seemed off.
His screams could still be heard, but they were subtly mixed with a hint of excitement.
Finally, it turned into nothing but extremely excited laughter.
Such a change had almost scared the captives to death. Fortunately, with their frantic urging, their families or sects quickly brought the ransom and rescued them.
From then on, these individuals carried an indelible shadow in their hearts, one that would take many years to heal.
"The times are changing, morality is declining. In the era when our Underworld race ruled, although the Immortal Spirit Realm was suffering, such things did not happen."
The Empress of the Underworld race was greatly impacted and began to doubt life.
This girl was fragrant and soft, with a clear voice and a fragile body, easy to push down. What was wrong with her?
Why was she not as fun as a man?
Ying Menglong was completely depressed.
Love, it had ended before it even began. How could the person she loved have such a hobby?
The Fourth General didn't care about all that and happily counted the ransom collected for Ji Mo, his mood unable to calm down for a long time.
This was too fast a way to make money.
This was very promising.
He even boldly advised the Empress of the Underworld race to give up on restoration and become a human trafficker with Ji Mo, to get rich.
"He is alone and has nothing to lose, so he can act recklessly. Our Underworld race has a large family and many dependents, how can we offend so many forces?"
The Empress of the Underworld race flatly refused, her reason very clear.
However, what the Fourth General said next instantly made her collapse.