The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor-Chapter 1560 - 1557: Dust Settles

Qiao Xinyu stood behind Ye Xuan, and upon hearing this, couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed.

To single-handedly face off against three powerful figures from the Ghost Clan and wipe them out with a wave, then to say something like that.

Had it been someone else, Qiao Xinyu might have called them shameless?

But coming from Emperor Ye,

Qiao Xinyu genuinely felt, truly worthy of Emperor Ye, that was real dominance!

However, thinking this way, Qiao Xinyu also felt a slight twinge of guilt.

It felt like he was ingratiating himself.

This isn’t right.

After all, I’m Qiao Xinyu, and I’ve never flattered anyone.

Hmm...

Thinking like this, it must truly be that Emperor Ye is dominant!

Qiao Xinyu would never admit he was flattering Ye Xuan!

Just then.

The void twisted.

Two people appeared.

It was Yun Daoli and Bai Zhiyu, who had gone to battle earlier.

However, Qiao Xinyu noticed that neither showed any signs of damage, not even a wrinkle in their clothes, and there was no indication they had just fought.

"Emperor Ye."

They greeted respectfully.

"So, how was it, who won?"

Ye Xuan asked with a smile.

Yun Daoli shook his head.

Bai Zhiyu grinned broadly.

Clearly, this battle did not yield a victor.

Similar to the bloody massacre they partook in years before.

"Daoli, do you think the people of Mystical Hall are not very competent?"

Ye Xuan posed a question to Yun Daoli.

Yun Daoli nodded and said, "I used to think so."

To him before, Mystical Hall was merely part of the Revenge Lineage that handled intelligence, and their strength was naturally far inferior to that of the Void Sect or Black Blade Sect.

He even believed that Bai Zhiyu entering Mystical Hall was tantamount to severing his future prospects.

For once you entered Mystical Hall, you’d be entangled in numerous affairs, leaving no time for cultivation.

Therefore, Yun Daoli always thought that for years, Bai Zhiyu’s strength had fallen behind, and the gap between them had widened significantly.

Yet today’s battle made Yun Daoli suddenly realize.

All of these were merely his imagination.

"Pity I’ve always considered you a brother, but you think I’m lagging behind and secretly look down on me. This grudge, I, Bai Zhiyu, will remember it for life!"

Bai Zhiyu glanced at Yun Daoli and huffed softly.

Yun Daoli wore a ghost mask, hiding his expression, but it was likely he was quite vexed right now.

At the start of the fight, he had thought about going easy on his brother to save him from losing too much face.

But as they fought, he realized Bai Zhiyu’s strength was unfathomable.

So he exerted his full strength.

And then discovered their strengths were quite evenly matched.

This was beyond frustrating.

Yun Daoli secretly glanced at Emperor Ye, feeling certain that Emperor Ye had foreseen this outcome.

"There will be opportunities to let you understand the true strength of the thirteen factions of the Revenge Lineage."

Ye Xuan smiled slightly.

Currently present were representatives from the Black Blade Sect, Void Sect, and Mystical Hall, all of which belong to the Revenge Lineage.

But the rest, like Asura Hall, Dao Xuan Sect, and Undying Pavilion, none present truly understood.

The thirteen factions of the Revenge Lineage had always been fighting separately.

Each bearing their unique responsibilities.

Thus, even as members of the thirteen factions, they seldom knew their counterparts’ backgrounds, statuses, and strengths within the Revenge Lineage.

Nonetheless, it didn’t matter, for one day Ye Xuan would command the thirteen factions to manifest together.

When that day comes, it will surely be harsh.

As to why, only Ye Xuan knows.

"Emperor Ye, was there just a battle?"

Bai Zhiyu furrowed his brows, sensing a peculiar scent in the air.

Yun Daoli’s figure vanished instantly.

But appeared in the next second, kneeling directly before Ye Xuan: "Your subordinate deserves death for allowing these ants to disturb Emperor Ye!"

Bai Zhiyu also knelt on one knee, saying in a deep voice, "Emperor Ye, give me a stick of incense’s time, and I will unearth every bit of information about these people!"

They had detected the bodies of the three Ghost Clan members strewn around the Nine-story Pavilion.

Ye Xuan waved it off: "I’ve already ascertained the matter. It’s the Double Emperors seeking to purge the Ghost Great World; they see this Nine-story Pavilion as a thorn in their side."

"Double Emperors?"

With these words, not only Qiao Xinyu but Yun Daoli and Bai Zhiyu as well showed expressions of shock, their eyes grave.

To think this matter involved the Double Emperors.

They were aware of the discord between Revenge Lineage and the Double Emperors, though the reason was unknown.

But from the start, they understood the Double Emperors were their enemies.

These two stood at the pinnacle of All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, exerting immense pressure that each of them keenly felt.

After all, not everyone possessed Ye Xuan’s resolve.

Facing foes like the Double Emperors, even merely hearing about them was heavy.

"No matter the Double Emperors, at Emperor Ye’s command, I would face a thousand deaths and still deliver a strike against them."

Yun Daoli suddenly grinned, saying calmly.

Bai Zhiyu immediately put on a deadpan look, muttering, "You took the words right out of my mouth, now what should I say?"

Ye Xuan shot a glance at Bai Zhiyu and lazily said, "Go, take over Ghost Dragon City."

Bai Zhiyu immediately grinned, bowing, "I will follow Emperor Ye’s decree!"

"Xinyu, you go with him."

Ye Xuan added.

"I will follow Emperor Ye’s decree," Qiao Xinyu accepted the order.

The two turned and left.

As they left, Yun Daoli spoke softly, "Emperor Ye, I request permission to visit the ancestral lands of the three Ghost Clans."

Evidently, the three Ghost Clans’ operation against the Nine-story Pavilion had angered this Void Sect warrior.

Ye Xuan crossed his arms, speaking lightly, "Running there is tiring, let them come to us; we’ll wait for now."

"But..."

Yun Daoli wanted to retort.

"No buts."

Ye Xuan cut him off, smiling, "If you’re restless, come with me to Ghost God Valley to retrieve the staff I left there, it might come in handy."

Yun Daoli respectfully replied, "I will follow Emperor Ye’s decree."

"Let’s go."

Ye Xuan grinned and disappeared into thin air.

Yun Daoli followed closely behind.

One activated the Void Immortal Body, the other used the Void Skill.

Meanwhile,

Outside the Nine-story Pavilion,

someone was waiting.

It was Qingming Zhange and others who had instigated Huanggui Choukuang earlier.

They knew a major event was unfolding, so they quietly followed, but didn’t dare get too close.

The ensuing battle and the terrifying confrontation it produced left them in awe and intensely curious about what exactly transpired at the Nine-story Pavilion.

But as time passed, the Nine-story Pavilion still stood lofty, overlooking all beings, with no other sound emerging.

It seemed as though everything had settled.

For reasons unknown, Qingming Zhange felt an ominous premonition and suppressed his unease, quietly probing with his Divine Sense.

Yet the scene he witnessed left him utterly stunned.

"All... dead?!"