The Anarchic Consort

Helian Jiao Er’s heart was filled with more and more loathing. The two sisters were on good terms before because they knew that they would help each other in the future. In the end, they would not end up any worse. The closer they were, the more prosperous they would be.
Now, Helian Mei had obviously become the humiliation of Helian Jiao Er. She was an unmarried girl who pledged to be married to a man without her parents’ consent. Plus the family she would marry into had that sort of family background. It is uncertain what kind of things she would ask from her in the future.
Helian Mei only had this one thought and did not even try to put a stop to it. She looked on as Helian Mei drank the poisoned tea.
Anyway, the poison would not kill her and would only suppress her martial arts’ qi.
The real poison could not get into the Phoenix Loft at all. Even the most solid plan could fail.

So, those people were smart enough to replace the poison with a colourless and tasteless chemical powder.
This type of chemical powder would not show any effect at first, it was even undetected in tea.
Its effect was very slow, but when it successfully penetrated, it would completely invade the whole body of the victim!
Helian Jiao Er looked down and walked slowly to the rest area. She was ready for the next game.
According to the elders’ plan, they would not directly kill the Retired Emperor, because if such a thing happened, her god-like man would definitely take this matter and investigate it thoroughly.
When that time came, not only the elders who would feel the pinch but also her marriage would be affected.
At this time, the elders would try to put the Retired Emperor under house arrest or put an imposter to occupy the throne so that he could no longer speak.
Either way, it would be done in secret…
However, the people on the Phoenix Loft did not realize that a conspiracy like a dark cloud filled the whole martial qi’s grand tournament.
Sitting in a wooden chair, the Retired Emperor looked at the match below. Looking sideways toward Eunuch Sun who stood next to him, he said, “Go and see what that cold-as-ice boy doing. He overslept on a day like this.”
“Yes.” Eunuch Sun smiled and handed out a teacup. “This is this year’s new tea leaves. Taste these first and this servant will go ask.”
The Retired Emperor grunted his assent. He sipped the tea and closed his eyes.
Suddenly, something unusual seemed to be happening in the air behind him.
The Retired Emperor’s complexion changed and opened his eyes!
Bang!
The wooden windows were shut close, cutting off all view from the outside.
Eunuch Sun looked up. He only saw black robes flashed past, and then he was knocked unconscious.
The Retired Emperor’s eyes had a stern look in them.

The two or three ministers and the shadow guards that followed him stood up and made a barricade in front of the Emperor.
Their first reaction was to call for help, but they found that just using martial qi, their chest felt stifled!
Pu!
Blood spurted out.
Not only those shadow guards, even the Retired Emperor who possessed martial qi for self-defence also covered his chest and reclined heavily on the wooden chair. He looked at the two old men in black robes in front of him: “You got guts!”
“Ha ha ha…”
One of the old men eerily laughed and discarded his black robe. His every move made people very uncomfortable.
“Our emperor was so clever that he started blaming us for our boldness without asking who we were or what we had come to do.”
The old minister, who was lying on the ground, stood up as fast as he could, clinging to the window. “Somebody, come…”
The old man grabbed him and pinned him to the ground.
A creaking sound distinctly heard!
The old minister’s neck slanted and he turned into a corpse.
People noticed that the old man’s fingernails in the black robe were not like those of ordinary people at all. Their blackness made people who saw them feel cold to the core.
The shadow guards wanted to use their own internal force, but they found that the more injuries they had, the faster the loss of martial qi!
“Don’t waste your time, old devil. Get rid of them all as soon as possible.” The other old man in the black robe came over. He held the weapon in his hand and looked down at the Retired Emperor. A demonic air painted the corners of his mouth.
The Retired Emperor deserved his title, he did not panic at this time of danger, “If you kill me, you also cannot escape.”
“Ha ha ha.”That gruesome laughter rang again, “We never thought about killing you. We only want to replace you.”
While saying this, that elder’s long sleeve waved and several figures appeared behind him.
The build of those people was similar to those of the ministers who accompanied the Retired Emperor.
They even found a matching figure for Eunuch Sun who stood by the Retired Emperor.
These figures had a human skin mask in their hands.
Obviously, they wanted to kill these people, then… replace them!
Bang!
Outside the window, the second drumbeat echoed!
As the old man said, the martial artists were so busy competing that no one looked back at them.
Even if someone saw them, he would think that the Retired Emperor was resting or discussing important matters with his ministers.

Plus there’s no sound of fighting here, so no one would notice…
The sky was getting more and more overcast, the clouds moved like a surging torrent.
In the cave, Helian Wei Wei looked at the mark she had carved before, her willowy eyebrows wrinkled.
People who didn’t know would think that they had met a ghost and walked in circles.
But Helian Wei Wei clearly understood that this mystery had been set up in order to prevent the people who come here from leaving easily.
“There’s something strange about this place.” Helian Wei Wei paused her footsteps, and the indolent little face brought out the cautiousness that did not ordinarily show up.
The old man did not say that there would be any mystery around the exit.
It should have appeared later.
Helian Wei Wei faced the left side of the wall and observed it with the help of the morning light.
That was…a dead body?
Baili Jia Jue also stopped, not because he had seen anything, for his eyes were still covered with white cloth, but because the smell of the dead body around him made him frown.
Helian Wei Wei walked over, not getting too close to the dead body, but crouched on the ground “It looks like a picture has been carved here,” she said.
Baili Jia Jue raised his eyebrows and looked down at Helian Wei Wei, his expression unchanged.
Helian Wei Wei blew off the dust on the ground. Sure enough, there was a picture drawn on the top of the marble. The painting depicted the most famous sutra where Buddha cut his own flesh and fed it to eagles.
It’s just that the flesh here was a bit bloodier.
Because, when it was pressed, there was a small bloody groove.
Underneath the mural, a sentence was inscribed, “If I don’t go to hell, who will?”
Helian Wei Wei stared at the bloody groove. Her eyes squinted, she immediately slashed a stroke with a dagger, and the blood ran down the palm of her hand, drop by drop in the bloody groove in the picture.