Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 1531: Chapter 1532: Regent King!

As Yue Yunlan was lost in thought, a sudden beam of light shone from above the dark dungeon.

A troop of guards clad in armor, looking fierce and malicious, opened the cell doors and rudely pushed Yue Yunlan and her mother, along with the maid Qiaoqiao, out of the cage, shouting, ”Hurry up, the Regent King wants to see you!”

Of course, the Regent King was Yaan Jinghong.

After clearing all opposing forces in the Imperial City, Yaan Jinghong proclaimed himself as the Regent King under the name of the Fourth Prince, simultaneously elevating numerous members of the Yan Family to the peak of power. Thus, except for a nominal monarch, all imperial power was held in the hands of the Yan Family.

Before long, under the guards’ shoves, the three women, Yue Yunlan, arrived in a relatively intact grand hall.

At this moment, beside the lofty Yaan Jinghong sitting on the Sect Leader’s Throne, Yue Zhonglian’s two sons, Yue Chengjie, the eldest, and Yue Tianqun, the third, were trembling on their knees in the hall.

Additionally, several elders, including Wen Tingguang and Liu Hongzhang, were in the hall, held down by others.

Wen Tingguang showed some backbone, refusing to kneel, but was harshly kicked and pressed to the ground by the guards behind him. His cultivation was sealed, naturally unable to resist, his eyes full of indignation, cursing incessantly: ”Yaan Jinghong, a scholar may die, but not be humiliated! If you want to kill, then kill. If I blink even once, I’ll be the son of a dog!”

”Outrageous!”

”Audacious!”

The guards on both sides slapped him fiercely, beating him black and blue, nose bleeding incessantly.

”Old Wen, can’t you curse a little less at times like these?” Liu Hongzhang gently sighed and advised.

”Curse less? Anyway, about to die, might as well curse him a bit to vent!”

Wen Tingguang spat a mouthful of blood, yet noticed that Yaan Jinghong hadn’t glanced his way even once, staring straight out of the hall.

Turning back, Wen Tingguang saw Yue Yunlan and her mother being escorted toward the grand hall, his heart suddenly anxious.

This demon, what’s he up to now?

”Uncle Wen, Eldest Brother, Third Brother?”

Yue Yunlan saw the few people in the hall and hurried over, seeing their bodies covered in scars, miserable, clearly having suffered much torment.

”Yaan Jinghong!”

Yue Yunlan clenched her fists tight, raised her eyes to Yaan Jinghong, and said hatefully: ”What exactly do you want?”

At this moment, Yaan Jinghong’s demonic Qi was restrained, wearing a golden robe, looking much the same as before, yet his eyes were soul-capturing, exuding an eerie, spine-chilling aura.

Just a glance into his eyes, and one couldn’t help but feel a soul-deep fear.

This person, is simply like a devil!

”Miss Yue, how could I bear to do anything to you?”

Yaan Jinghong smiled slightly, ”I heard you have quite a relationship with Ling Feng?”

”It’s none of your business!”

Yue Yunlan bit her lips, not even looking at Yaan Jinghong.

”Oh, really?”

Yaan Jinghong chuckled softly, his gaze shifted past Yue Yunlan, looking at the Sect Master’s Wife, Red Lotus.

”Bold servants, how dare you be so disrespectful to Lady Yue? Aren’t you going to get Lady Yue a seat?”

Yaan Jinghong’s face showed a hint of anger, instantly scaring the guards behind him into trembling, their attitudes changing to become amiable, hurriedly moving a chair over for Red Lotus.

Everyone’s expressions changed, unsure what Yaan Jinghong was plotting.

Red Lotus lightly clenched her fists, whispered: ”This woman bears a crime, how dare she sit in front of the Regent King?”

”Lady Yue, your words are mistaken. Once upon a time, my Yan Family and your Yue Family were considered friends, my father even came to propose, hoping our two families could form a marital bond. It’s just that then, I and Miss Yue were young, but now, I think we can continue discussing this, right?”

”Don’t even think about it!”

Yue Yunlan glared at Yaan Jinghong, gritting her teeth: ”Even if I die, I will never marry you!”

”Haha, Miss Yue, nothing should be said too absolutely!”

Yaan Jinghong squinted slightly, smilingly observed Red Lotus, ”Lady Yue, I think, you’re a smart person. If our families marry, then Yue Sect Leader becomes my father-in-law, naturally no longer a rebel, can escape all punishment. And Cangqiong Sect, still the National Guardian Divine Sect, isn’t that good?”

Red Lotus shook her head gently, said calmly: ”Though I am neither virtuous nor capable, I still have a little dignity. If Zhong Lian knew I sacrificed my daughter’s lifelong happiness for self-preservation, how could I ever face him again?”

”Hmph, don’t dream, our lady wouldn’t marry someone like you!”

Qiaoqiao summoned her courage, fiercely glared at Yaan Jinghong. Though she and Yue Yunlan were master and servant in name, in reality, they were like sisters, unwilling to see Yue Yunlan fall into Yaan Jinghong’s hands.

”It seems Lady Yue is not a smart person.”

Yaan Jinghong shrugged, didn’t continue to threaten, shifted his gaze to Yue Yunlan, smiled faintly: ”Miss Yue, I think, you’re a filial daughter, right?”

”Lan’er, what are you considering?”

Not far away, Yue Tianqun, the third son kneeling in the hall, immediately said: ”Now that Mr. Yan has become the Regent King, not only powerful, but influential too, where doesn’t match you? Marrying him is the wise choice!”

”Third Brother, you...”

Yue Yunlan clenched her fists tight, couldn’t believe her third brother was so lacking in integrity.

”Third Young Master, what are you saying?” Wen Tingguang overheard and immediately scolded: ”Do you know what you’re saying?”

”You old fool, shut up, our Yue Family’s affairs, is it your servant’s place to speak?”

Yue Tianqun glared coldly at Wen Tingguang: ”Lan’er, even if not for yourself, you should think for father, for the entire Cangqiong Sect! Saying you won’t marry, do you know how many will suffer because of it? Don’t be willful, it’s the only way to save father, save Cangqiong Sect!”

”Well said, really well said!”

Yaan Jinghong clapped continually, praising, while Yue Tianqun, believing Yaan Jinghong appreciated him, persuaded eagerly: ”Lan’er, think how father treated you, now just a small sacrifice can save him, what else is there to consider? Do you want to watch him undergo a living hell every day?”

”Alas...”

Kneeling beside Yue Tianqun, Eldest Son Yue Chengjie also clenched his fists, gritting his teeth: ”Little sister, elder brother knows he doesn’t have the face to ask you anything, but for father’s sake!”

”Yes, think it through, not just for father, also consider these people?”

Yaan Jinghong smiled sinisterly, casually unleashed a palm, with a ”bang” sound, Yue Tianqun’s head exploded directly, blood splattering, dense bloody scent, filling the entire grand hall.