A Blade Thrust at Tai Zhen

Ying Aikun was immediately stunned by Zhang Yu's words.

"I'm Ying Xintian's chosen heir? I collaborated with that old bastard?"

At this moment, Ying Aikun felt like he was about to laugh from rage. Who had just silently seized the Immortal Inheritance without anyone noticing? Who had relied on Grotto-Heaven Power and the Corpse Parts inside to ambush him?

"Reporting me for colluding with Ying Ni? Absurd!"

Pointing at Zhang Yu, Ying Aikun said, "You're spitting filth with a mouth full of shit! I think you're the one truly colluding with Ying Xintian, trying to secretly transfer assets, evade taxes and underreport income! Otherwise, how could a mere cultivator who had only just entered the Deity Transformation Realm dare contend with me? And how could you possibly seize the Immortal Inheritance?" No matter what he thought in private, Ying Aikun would never admit in public—especially before so many Orthodox Gods—that he was Ying Xintian's designated heir. Nor would he allow himself to be tied to asset transfers, tax evasion, or underreporting.

Because he knew that before the scales, such matters might weigh less than three taels; once placed upon them, not even a thousand jin could contain their weight.

Especially after the great purge sparked by Ying Xintian, Ying Aikun understood all too well... criticizing Ying Xintian's ideas and overthrowing Ying Xintian's ideas were political correctness for the vast majority of Kunxu.

As for tax evasion and underreporting, that was a crime feared by countless cultivators at the mere mention of it.

On the other side, Ling Chiye secretly thought, What a mad dog. Has he been driven into a corner and started biting anyone he sees? He dares bare his teeth at the Tai Zhen Immortal Clan? In Ling Chiye's view, if Zhang Yu were merely taken away over