Chapter 487: with translation of chapter title

What if we don't agree?

Facing Yinchén's questioning refusal, Qí Xióng's smile grew brighter as he spoke.

Then we'll destroy Guigu.

His tone was light and calm, with no hint of threat, yet the killing intent within it left the three ghosts of Yinchén stunned.

Seeing the three ghosts silent, Qí Xióng didn't mind and continued to smile as he spoke.

Do you think it would be difficult for my Dao Yi Sect to destroy Guigu?

No answer, but his glance flicked to the not‑far‑away Yú Mò trio lying there basking in the sun.

The present Yinchén clearly knows these three old fellows are nowhere near the end of their lifespans.

Guǐ Huáng wants to wear them out, but that's absolutely impossible; with Ye Zhangqing present, they have no chance of exhausting their lifespans.

Noticing the three ghosts' gazes, Qí Xióng didn't stop them and continued to speak.

Or do you still think the Huang Ji Sect will help you?

Still no answer; as for the answer, everyone knows it.

If the Dao Yi Sect really moved against Guigu, the Huang Ji Sect would absolutely not intervene; in fact they'd hope for it, otherwise they wouldn't have let Qí Xióng and the others appear in Guigu.

So the Huang Ji Sect is also out of the question.

Thus, Guigu's fate is easy to imagine.

So actually there are only two choices: submit or be destroyed.

Moreover, if we become one family in the future, my Dao Yi Sect will naturally not shortchange you; as for the food, I won't say every day, but you'll definitely get to eat it often.

Think about your recent cultivation progress—how could it not be worthwhile?

First came threats, now they're starting to lure with benefits.

And how heaven‑defying Ye Zhangqing's food is, Yinchén naturally knows.

Xiūliàn against evil spirits brings great benefits; most importantly, after eating Ye Zhangqing's food, one no longer needs to supplement other blood food.

It can replace blood food, its effect is even stronger than blood food, and its taste is so delicious that it's hard to forget.

Seeing the three ghosts silent, Qí Xióng didn't say more; it was already enough.

As expected, after a while, Yinchén opened his mouth with a complex expression.

Just us three isn't enough to represent Guigu.

Although they didn't explicitly agree, it's obvious Yinchén has been swayed.

First, there's no choice; second, after submitting the benefits are obviously greater.

Hearing that, Qí Xióng replied with a smile.

Don't worry about that; our sect has its own way—just gather all the Guigu ghost kings for a ghost‑king feast.

After briefly explaining the ghost‑king feast plan to the three ghosts, hearing it, they all stared intensely at Ye Zhangqing.

Ingredients of demon‑emperor grade..............

Just thinking about it makes one's mouth water.

How about it? This shouldn't be hard for you.

Seeing the three ghosts' reaction, Qí Xióng asked.

No clear answer was given, but from the silence of the three Yinchén, the answer no longer mattered, for they had already made their choice.

Even if they haven't truly made up their minds yet, what of it? It's only a matter of time.

The plan went smoothly; after dinner, Yinchén contacted the Soul King, telling him he'd arranged a meeting with Ye Zhangqing and to get ready.

Facing Yinchén, the Soul King had no defenses and immediately responded excitedly.

Good, you petty junior, dare to snatch women from this king?

Those beside Qí Xióng heard the Soul King's loud laughter and each gave a cold smile.

As for the Soul King, he's far beyond the scope of submission; daring to scheme against our family's cook is a death sentence.

Well done.

The Soul King has taken the bait; Qí Xióng turned to Ye Zhangqing and smiled as he spoke.

Youngster Zhangqing, just stay at home in peace; leave the rest to us.

Then it will be trouble for the Sect Master.

Haha, it's a small matter, just a mere ghost king.

Qí Xióng couldn't care less, and Ye Zhangqing wasn't worried at all.

Originally we hadn't planned anything against the Soul King; it's just that the old saying goes, good advice can't persuade a damned ghost.

At the appointed time, Qí Xióng, Hóng Zūn, Qīng Shī, Zhāng Tiānzhèn, Shí Sōng, Ink Cloud and others set out together.

Seeing so many sages, the Soul King's fate is easy to imagine.

Sect Master Qí, is this really necessary?

Even Yinchén thinks it's a bit overkill; even facing a single ghost king, there's no need for such a grand formation, right?

Damn, there are more than ten sages—what the hell are they trying to do?

In response, Qí Xióng's mouth twitched; he certainly knew it wasn't necessary, but everyone had to go—what could be done?

After all, they just want to show off in front of Youngster Zhangqing.

Hmph, a bunch of flatterers.

A speechless cold snort, and in response everyone cast an unyielding gaze.

Who was just sucking up the most? Do you have the nerve to say it's us?

More than ten sages quickly arrived at the appointed place.

You all set up an ambush; later, act on my orders.

The Soul King has many tricks, and his escape ability is top-notch, so Qi Xiong is still very careful.

This time we must definitely kill it in one go.

Just as Qi Xiong and the others were preparing, Ye Changqing, who had already returned to his room, kept feeling that he had forgotten something.

Only when his body began to surge with heat did he suddenly remember.

Damn, Double Whip Soup..............

During the day, everyone had drunk Double Whip Soup; I only had a sip, while Qi Xiong and the others each had at least a bowl, some even having two or three bowls.

Back then, Ye Changqing reminded everyone that if they really couldn't handle it at night, they should find a few ghost princesses.

It shouldn't cause any trouble, right?

He muttered under his breath.

Husband, what's wrong?

Seeing Ye Changqing's flushed face and hearing him mutter to himself, Bai Hua Xianzi asked, concerned.

Hearing that, Ye Changqing gave a wicked smile.

Nothing, just a bit of excess fire.

Terrible, what are you saying?

You don't know what I'm saying?

"I.............."

Ye Changqing's side had already begun to vent fire, while Qi Xiong and the others lying in ambush also slowly felt a surge of fire wildly rushing through their bodies.

Originally crouching in the grass, Hong Zun suddenly felt someone touching his butt; turning his head, he saw Qing Shi's old face flushed red as he looked at him.

Damn, what are you doing..............

I don't know; I just feel a surge of fire wildly rushing inside my body.

Damn it, take your hand away.

Oh oh oh.

After being scolded by Hong Zun, Qing Shi forced himself to withdraw his hand; just then, a cold laugh came.

Hahaha, kid, you're dead today..............

The Soul King had arrived, but before he could finish speaking, they saw Qing Shi jump out from the grass beside them.

Damn, old drunkard, what are you doing? Why are you untying my belt?

Who?

Turning his head, he saw that the one who had jumped out was Qing Shi, clutching his pants tightly with both hands while his belt was undone; beside him stood Hong Zun with a complex expression.

Such a scene left the Soul King stunned for a moment.

No, is this how you Dao Yi Sect play? Two old geezers, sneaking into a small grove together in the middle of the night?

Truly worthy of being the leader of the righteous path.