"King Kou finally has a grandson he can be satisfied with. I am greatly comforted."
Outside the blessed land, the Sacred Emperor watched the scene and couldn't help nodding in praise.
With their god's-eye view, they naturally knew what had happened.
It could be said that the battle between Ye Kang and Wu Jiuyuan had been provoked by Kou Wuji with just a few words.
Afterward, he had built alliances, seeking out several powerful allies at the sixth and even seventh turns one after another. He had persuaded them to wait until the battle was over, then charge in together, take down the Ninth Prince, and divide up the Demon Imprints in his possession.
For the geniuses who wanted to claim first place, whether they seized Imprints or reduced the number of Imprints the Ninth Prince held, either outcome benefited them.
On top of that, Kou Wuji had voluntarily handed over his Concealment Secret Method, showing ample sincerity. The alliance had naturally come together.
But no matter how well a plan was laid, there were always variables beyond one's control.
The first variable was that Ye Kang had actually won the battle.
The Ninth Prince had already been teleported out. Everyone watched as palace maids helped his limp body up and seated him in a chair.
The second variable concerned the allies Kou Wuji had persuaded.
At first, everyone had thought there was no problem, but the Imperial Tutor had seen at a glance that there was something seriously wrong with the secret method Kou Wuji had handed over.
He said, "King Kou is an upright man who would rather break than bend. He would never resort to schemes and deceit. Because of that, King Kou suffered quite a few losses in his early years. So his creed for raising