Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 1010 - 1008: Poisoning the Saint Heir, A Crime Punishable by Death! [First Update]

Chapter 1010: Chapter 1008: Poisoning the Saint Heir, A Crime Punishable by Death! [First Update]

Everyone’s eyes uniformly shifted to the charred young boy lying on the ground, emitting black smoke.

In everyone’s gaze, there was now an added touch of sympathy.

Fortunately, the boy had been completely knocked unconscious by the Destructive Thunder, otherwise, if he had heard the conversation between the Saint Heir and Xiao Yi, he would likely be so enraged that he would faint all over again.

He was the Saint Heir’s trusted disciple, after all!

Always deeply favored by the Saint Heir.

But now...

In the Saint Heir’s eyes, he was nothing more than a scapegoat for Xiao Yi to vent his anger on!

Pitiful!

Truly pitiful!

Chu Yiren was ecstatic, she had always been annoyed by the arrogant and aloof young boy who thought he was above everyone. Now seeing him beaten by Xiao Yi to the point of being incapable of taking care of himself, she felt incredibly satisfied, clenching her tiny fists quietly: "This is what a real man is like, what count does the Saint Heir’s disciple have? Keep the beating deserved!"

Ge Zongheng subconsciously nodded, his gaze towards Xiao Yi increasingly filled with admiration.

"Cough cough!"

Ge Tianhuang and Lei Feiying gave a soft cough to signal the two youngsters not to go too far.

Didn’t they see that the girl had already turned livid with rage, her eyes full of resentment staring at them?

Chu Yiren stuck out her tongue.

Ge Zongheng awkwardly looked down.

Zou Shaolong raised his eyebrows at the bewildered Liu Yu, who under his resentful gaze, Zou Shaolong deliberately touched his face, making Liu Yu’s eyes blaze with fire, almost losing control on the spot. But with the precedent set by the boy, he dared not make any rash moves now.

He could only look at Qi Bing with pleading eyes.

Whew!

Qi Bing took a deep breath, his mood growing heavier as his gaze toward Xiao Yi filled with wariness: "This one must be completely eliminated, or he will surely become a great threat to me."

He had spent so many years building his power, had finally managed to align with people like Liu Yu, and could stand toe-to-toe with Ge Tianhuang.

Even managing to slightly suppress Ge Tianhuang.

But now...

The emergence of Xiao Yi is destined to disturb this balance.

If Xiao Yi joins the Southern State Holy Land, he will inevitably side with Ge Tianhuang, which is definitely not good news for him.

"Jianyang, I can only apologize to you now!" Qi Bing closed his eyes slightly, as his divine consciousness stirred in his mind.

Almost at the same time.

Inside a carriage a hundred miles away from the Saint Heir’s mansion.

Li Jianyang, lying on the stretcher with a look of anxiety and resentment in his eyes, muttered to himself, "Why have I not been let in yet? Could it be that Xiao Yi is really that hard to deal with? Uncle Master, you must help me with my revenge! As long as Xiao Yi lives, my heart cannot be at peace!"

"Jianyang..."

An ice-cold voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Hmm?"

Li Jianyang was startled, turning his head instinctively to the side, only to see a small figure flickering with silver light. It was a mass of silver liquid which had now taken the shape of Qi Bing. Li Jianyang said ecstatically, "Uncle Master, is the Saint Heir planning to severely punish Xiao Yi? Quick, let me in, I must see him die before my eyes!"

"Keep calm!"

The silver ’Qi Bing’ spoke, "Xiao Yi is harder to deal with than we imagined, if you truly wish for revenge, there is only one way now!"

"What way? Just say it, Uncle Master. As long as it kills him to avenge me, even if it’s death, I’m willing!" Li Jianyang said eagerly, humiliated in the Southern State Holy Land after the events of the previous night, finding it hard to hold his head up ever again.

As for Xiao Yi, who ruined all his glory, he wished he could devour him alive.

The silver "Qi Bing" said expressionlessly, "The only way is for you to die! I shall have him join you in death!"

"Good... Huh? Uncle Master, what did you say?"

Li Jianyang was taken aback, but then he quickly realized they wanted him to die alongside Xiao Yi? How could this be possible?

Though the event of last night had disgraced his brilliance.

But at the very least, he was still the Saint Heir!

As long as he recovered from his injuries, he would still be the exalted Saint Heir, and no one would dare mention this humiliation to his face. But if he really had to lose his life and perish together with Xiao Yi, he couldn’t bear to part with the hard-earned honor of being the Saint Heir, and hurriedly shook his head, saying: "No, no, that’s absolutely impossible. I don’t want to die..."

"Sorry, you don’t have a say in this anymore!"

Qi Bing let out a light sigh.

At the tip of his finger, a strand of silver liquid shot into Li Jianyang’s nostril with the swiftness of lightning, faster than one could cover their ears.

Li Jianyang’s body shuddered.

Suddenly...

He began to spew dark red blood from all seven orifices, and his entire body turned a dark purple-black.

Li Jianyang remained completely still, with only his eyeballs able to move slightly. He looked at Qi Bing beside him with a face full of despair. Qi Bing, expressionless, said: "You’ve been poisoned with the Oblivion Mercury Poison, and your death is certain. Later, I will take you to meet the Saint Lord, and you just need to accuse Xiao Yi of poisoning you. Leave everything else to me. I assure you, Xiao Yi will enter hell to keep you company!"

Li Jianyang’s pupils dilated dramatically.

Hate!

He hated Xiao Yi!

And he hated Qi Bing even more!

But now he was powerless and had no choice but to follow Qi Bing’s arrangement, or he would die unable to seek revenge. He could only comply with Qi Bing’s plan, at least, he could take a foe with him!

Seeing that Li Jianyang had agreed to his plan, the figure of Qi Bing formed from the congealed Oblivion Mercury disappeared into thin air.

At the same time.

Inside the Saint Lord’s mansion, Qi Bing stepped forward and bowed to the Saint Lord, saying: "Reporting to the Saint Lord, your subordinate has urgent matters to report!"

"What is it?"

The Saint Lord looked at Qi Bing with a slight frown.

He was well aware of Qi Bing’s open and secret struggles with Ge Tianhuang, but in the Saint Lord’s view, this was not necessarily a bad thing for the Holy Land. As long as they did not act against the interests of the Holy Land and the Southern State, he turned a blind eye to such competition and let it develop!

With anger and cold fury in his eyes, Qi Bing pointed at Xiao Yi and said: "Yesterday, our Holy Land’s Saint Heir Li Jianyang heard that Xiao Yi came as a guest, and therefore held a welcome feast. To our shock, Xiao Yi felt that the hospitality of Saint Heir Li Jianyang was insufficient. He instigated a fight and left Li Jianyang severely injured, on the brink of death. I implore the Saint Lord to make a fair judgment!" novelbuddy.cσ๓

Hiss!

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hall involuntarily gasped.

Zou Shaolong’s face drastically changed, never expecting Qi Bing to launch an attack at this moment. He quickly spoke up, "Saint Lord, there is more to the story. It was all because Li Jianyang schemed to extort five hundred thousand source stones from Xiao Yi. Furthermore, he captured hundreds of innocent girls from the Southern State for a so-called ’virgin slaughter feast’, infuriating Xiao Yi..."

"Hmph, those lowly girls of the Southern State, being able to enter our Holy Land, is their honor. Li Jianyang is the Saint Heir of the Holy Land, merely playing with a few women, what crime is that? As for your claim of extorting source stones from Xiao Yi, it’s utterly laughable. Does Li Jianyang need source stones that I wouldn’t give him? Let alone just five hundred thousand, even if it were a million source stones, I am never stingy..."

Qi Bing spoke righteously, "The Saint Lord once said that every person in the Holy Land is like limbs and body. Xiao Yi, not being one of our Saint Heir, yet has dared to brawl within the Holy Land, this is a grave mistake. Moreover, this man is extremely malicious at heart, even using deadly poison to harm the Saint Heir. If the Saint Lord does not punish him severely, I fear the Saint Heirs will be unsettled!"

"You’re spouting nonsense!"

Zou Shaolong erupted in anger, "Li Jianyang has not sustained a fatal wound, where does the talk of poisoning come from?"

Qi Bing said expressionlessly: "All this talk is futile. Saint Lord, Li Jianyang is right outside the mansion. Please allow him to come in and confront the situation in person!"

"Granted!"

The Saint Lord nodded indifferently.

A moment later...

The purple-black-bodied, barely alive Li Jianyang was carried in front of everyone.

Hiss!

Seeing the critically ill Li Jianyang, everyone couldn’t help but gasp in shock.

Even Xiao Yi couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow; it was just a night apart, how did Li Jianyang end up in such a state? While puzzled, Xiao Yi’s gaze shifted and fell on the expressionless Qi Bing. He suddenly had some conjectures in his heart, his lips slightly curving up, and a cold glint flitted across his eyes: "Since you want to play, then I will accompany you till the end!"