What Price Were They Willing to Pay?

Everyone's expression changed abruptly.

Ye Qingxuan was the person of her generation in the Great Yan Royal Family closest to the Nascent Soul Realm. Should Ye Qingxuan one day successfully step into the Nascent Soul Realm, its significance would be immense.

Yet at such a critical moment, Ye Qingxuan had actually been poisoned by Ye Yu.

Ye Yu merely gave Ye Xuan, who looked equally shocked, a faint glance. Aside from Emperor Ye Fan, who was currently absent from the Great Yan Dynasty, everyone in the Great Yan Royal Family had been poisoned with blood poison by Ye Xuan.

Only, in his previous life, the blood poison in Ye Qingxuan's body should not have been discovered until three months later. Why had it surfaced ahead of time in this life?

Though he knew all this, Ye Yu had no intention of exposing it. He simply said indifferently, "The Great Yan Second Princess has been poisoned. What does that have to do with me?"

"My master already said that if you want the antidote, come find you. Isn't that obvious enough? If you weren't the one who administered the poison, why would my master say that?" Ye Qingshuang said coldly.

Ye Yu's mouth twitched. That old man really knew how to stir up trouble.

Ye Yu could naturally cure the Netherworld Blood Poison. But clearly, his image as trash had long since taken root in the eyes of these people from the Great Yan Royal Family. Even if Cangyun had said it, they would only assume that Ye Yu had administered the poison and therefore possessed the antidote.

They would never think that Ye Yu had the ability to cure it.

"Then go find your master. Today, I came to take back the Autumn Water Sword. I don't want to say more about matters that have nothing to do with me." Ye Yu's gaze landed on Liu Ruyan, and the last trace of his patience was nearly exhausted.

Though he truly wanted to witness their final miserable state and kill not only their bodies but their hearts as well, that did not mean he minded taking action himself.

"Royal Brother, that's Second Sister! How can you say it has nothing to do with you? How can you be so heartless?" Ye Xuan wore a grief-stricken expression as two streams of clear tears fell.

Seeing this scene, many people felt a chill run through their hearts.

"Heartless? Do you want to see it?" Ye Yu smiled faintly. The next instant, his figure vanished. Before the Golden Armored Guards could even react, he had appeared before Ye Xuan. Without another word, he slapped him across the face.

Pfft! Ye Xuan only felt a tremendous force strike him. His entire body was sent flying, blood spraying from his mouth as he slammed viciously into the wall.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. By the time they reacted, Ye Xuan was already lying on the ground, howling miserably.

The expressions of the many dynasty Guardians changed. Spiritual power surged through their bodies. Forget everyone else—even they had failed to see Ye Yu's movement just now.

Ye Yu looked indifferently at Ye Xuan lying on the ground and flexed his palm, which had gone slightly numb from the impact.

It seemed the Blood Demon Race placed great importance on this Chess Piece. In the instant he struck, Ye Yu had sensed a fleeting burst of power within Ye Xuan's body.

As he was now, he still could not kill him.

"You bastard, how dare you!" Ye Qingwan cursed. Her Golden Core Stage cultivation erupted as she threw a punch at Ye Yu. Spiritual power howled forth, and she had clearly developed a genuine intent to kill.

"Don't, Eldest Sister!" Ye Qingshuang hurriedly cried out. If Ye Yu truly died, what would happen to Ye Qingxuan?

But it was already too late. Ye Qingwan's fist had landed on Ye Yu's chest.

Ye Yu neither dodged nor evaded, allowing that punch to strike his body.

Bang! A muffled sound rang out the next instant, followed by a scream.

Ye Yu remained where he was, completely unharmed. A streak of lightning flashed across his chest. The Illusory Dragon Wind Lightning Body was just that domineering—Ye Qingwan's Golden Core Stage strength was utterly insignificant before it.

"How dare you hurt Eldest Sister!" Ye Qingshuang shouted angrily.

"What? She wanted to kill me, and I was supposed to obediently stretch out my neck for her to chop?" Ye Yu sneered.

Yet Ye Qingshuang ignored him and said, "How could Eldest Sister possibly kill you? You did something like this, so what is wrong with Eldest Sister teaching you a lesson? Besides, if Eldest Sister had truly wanted to kill you just now, how could you possibly still be standing here unharmed?"

Such bizarre words left everyone present wearing strange expressions. Was there really nothing wrong with the brains of these Great Yan Royal Family members?

"I'll say this one last time. Hand over the Autumn Water Sword!" Ye Yu ignored Ye Qingshuang and turned to Liu Ruyan, the killing intent in his eyes completely undisguised.

Liu Ruyan immediately felt as though she had fallen into an ice cellar. Her body swayed, and she collapsed onto the ground.

"Today, you will never leave Great Yan alive! Attendants, where are you?!" Ye Qingwan had become utterly frenzied. Ignoring the pain in her hand, she roared.

The next instant, an immense pressure instantly enveloped the entire Liu Manor. Even Yan Ruyu, in the rear courtyard, slightly furrowed her delicate brows.

Five figures appeared in the skies above Liu Manor, each radiating the distinctive fluctuations of the Nascent Soul Realm. The one at the head was Nangong Wushe.

At that moment, all five looked down at Ye Yu with complicated expressions. None of them had expected that one day, they would have to take action against the former Great Yan Crown Prince.

"Kill him!" Ye Qingwan commanded coldly.

Ye Qingshuang said nothing further. At worst, they could use the soul-refining art to extract Ye Yu's memories afterward. Though the soul-refining art was excessively vicious, Ye Yu had brought all this upon himself.

"Let's see who dares make a move!" The next instant, a cold snort rang out. Outside Liu Manor, Qin Ruoxian appeared with frost on her face. Situ Guang also stepped into the air, facing the five Nascent Soul Realm Attendants alone without the slightest fear.

"Qin Ruoxian! Does your Great Qin truly intend to interfere in the internal affairs of my Great Yan Royal Family?!" Ye Qingwan stared coldly at Qin Ruoxian.

Before Qin Ruoxian could speak, another voice rang out. "Didn't you already expel Ye Yu? This no longer counts as your family affair!"

Everyone turned to look. It was the Great Liang Dynasty's Imperial Prince speaking calmly.

The Great Liang Dynasty's Guardian also slowly rose into the air at this moment, standing beside Situ Guang.

Then, as though they had arranged it beforehand, the Guardians of the Five Great Dynasties all stepped through the air, surrounding the five Attendants of the Great Yan Dynasty at the center, their gazes unfriendly.

The situation on the field instantly reversed.

Seeing this, Ye Qingwan's expression turned livid. Though the Great Yan Dynasty was powerful now and feared none of them individually, facing the six great dynasties, including Great Qin, Great Yan was still not strong enough!

"Are you certain you want to fight my Great Yan to the bitter end over a piece of trash?!" Ye Qingwan trembled with rage as she gritted her teeth and asked.

Trash? The Imperial Princes exchanged glances, each seeing the mockery in the others' eyes.

Judging by Ye Yu's performance, if he was trash, then what was Ye Qingwan? Trash among trash?!

"With us here today, don't even think of touching a single hair on Ye Yu's head. If you don't believe it, feel free to try." Liang Chen, the Great Liang Imperial Prince, spoke.

"Good, good, good. Then I'd like to see just how great a price you are willing to pay for this trash!" Ye Qingwan said with a cold face, pulling a jade seal from her robes. The next instant, the toll of a bell resounded throughout the imperial city.