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Even so, Yu Wan still recognized him at a glance. “Yan Jiuchao!”

Everyone was shocked. This… this was Yan Jiuchao? His clothes were already tattered, but this was indeed Yan Jiuchao’s. However… wasn’t Yan Jiuchao’s aura gone? There was only the aura of the King left in the pit…

Everyone was in disbelief, but they did not think that Yu Wan had made a mistake because the other party looked up at them. Those eyes were Yan Jiuchao’s.

“Ah…” Qing Yan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he was stuck.

“Yan Jiuchao!” Yu Wan handed Xiaobao to Ah Wei and walked towards Yan Jiuchao.

“Ah Wan!” Qing Yan subconsciously wanted to stop her. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he could not explain it for a while.

Qing Yan naturally could not stop her.

Yu Wan crossed the ruins and arrived in front of Yan Jiuchao. Yan Jiuchao had already left the huge pit and was standing at the edge of the pond, looking around slowly.

“Yan Jiuchao.” Yu Wan extended her hand.

Yan Jiuchao looked at the fair hand that was reaching towards him in a daze. He paused and did not hold it immediately.

“What’s wrong?” Yu Wan asked.

Yan Jiuchao looked at her hand and then at her face. Yu Wan raised her hand to touch Yan Jiuchao’s forehead, but Yan Jiuchao’s eyes darkened and he fell. Shadow Thirteen flashed over and caught his young master in his arms.

Qing Yan and the others hurriedly surrounded him. Yan Jiuchao’s eyes were tightly shut, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing, as if he was enduring something. Now, everyone sensed that something was wrong. Yan Jiuchao was emitting an unusual aura.

Yu Wan took Yan Jiuchao’s pulse. “His pulse is so strange… Where’s Old Cui?”

Asura flew away with a whoosh. Not long after, he brought Old Cui over with a whoosh. After Old Cui’s feet landed on the ground, he felt dizzy. “Sooner or later, my old life will be ruined by you!”

Shadow Six pulled him over. “At most, I’ll give you my life! Young Master is injured. Hurry up and take a look at him!”

Shadow Thirteen glanced at Shadow Six with a cold gaze. Shadow Six felt Shadow Thirteen’s displeasure and rubbed his nose resentfully. Why was he looking at him like that? Did he say something wrong?

Old Cui asked Shadow Thirteen to lay Yan Jiuchao on the grass at the side.

Xiaobao twisted his little butt and got out of Ah Wei’s arms. He walked to his mother’s side and held her finger. He widened his black eyes and watched Grandpa Cui treat his father without blinking.

Old Cui took Yan Jiuchao’s pulse. He frowned and took it again.

“How is it?” Yu Wan asked.

Qing Yan said anxiously, “That’s right. How’s Jiuchao? Is he seriously injured?”

Old Cui did not answer their questions immediately. Instead, he looked at the ten-meter-wide pit and said, “Did he climb up from there just now?”

The two of them nodded.

Old Cui stroked his beard and said, “With such heavy debris on him, logically speaking, he should have died.”

Everyone’s hearts were in their throats.

“But I think he’s full of vitality!”

Everyone was stunned.

“His face is also very rosy!” Old Cui wiped Yan Jiuchao’s face with a cotton cloth.

Everyone took a closer look. Uh… It is very rosy. What was going on? The person who should have been crushed to death didn’t die, but he looked like he had been nourished…

Old Cui sighed. “If I’m not wrong, he fainted because—”

Before he could finish speaking, Ah Dou leaned over curiously and poked Yan Jiuchao’s small chest with his finger. Unexpectedly, Yan Jiuchao woke up at this moment. He looked at the flat face in front of him and then at the finger that was stabbing at him. He instinctively flicked his sleeve.

Ah Dou was sent flying.

Everyone: “…”

Everyone’s gazes landed on Yan Jiuchao, who had easily sent Ah Dou flying.

Was this still that sickly little invalid? How could he send a Ghost Clan expert flying with one hand?

“Just now… did you feel a very familiar aura?” Shadow Six asked softly.

Shadow Thirteen frowned. Of course he felt it. It was the aura of the Ghost King.

Just now, before the Young Master came out, they had vaguely sensed the aura of the Ghost King, but there was no Young Master. At that time, everyone thought that the Young Master had unfortunately died, and only the Ghost King was still struggling at death’s door.

However, judging from the situation in front of them, the Ghost King’s aura that they sensed from the ruins was probably Young Master’s.

Why did the Young Master have the aura of the Ghost King… and the power of the Ghost King?

Old Cui got someone to dig out the Ghost King and take his pulse. Then, he nodded as expected. “As expected.”

“What is it?” Yu Wan asked. She stretched out her finger and probed the Ghost King’s nose. “He’s still breathing. He’s not dead.”

Old Cui sighed. “He’s not dead, but he’s no longer the Ghost King.”

To be precise, it was no longer the powerful Ghost King from before. He had been bitten by Xiaobao. Under the reversal of his meridians, he had suffered a backlash. He had originally planned to absorb all of Yan Jiuchao’s blood energy, but Yan Jiuchao had absorbed his cultivation instead.

The Ghost King’s cultivation was too deep, covering Yan Jiuchao’s original aura. This was also why they originally thought that Yan Jiuchao was dead.

“Will Yan Jiuchao be fine?” Yu Wan’s gaze landed on the veins on Yan Jiuchao’s forehead.

Old Cui shook his head. “If an ordinary person had absorbed the many years of Ghost King’s cultivation, they would have exploded and died. However, this kid has been poisoned since he was young. His meridians have long mutated. Ordinary people are different. His life is no longer in danger. I wonder if there will be…”

Before Old Cui could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Qiu Wuya, who led a group of elders and guards to save the situation.

Qiu Wuya pointed at them and said, “It’s them! They colluded with Madam, barged into the palace, injured the King, and even tried to blow up this place! Their crimes are unforgivable!”

All the experts of the Ghost Clan were here, and the weapons to deal with Asura were lined up. More importantly, Ah Dou, who had been sent flying by Yan Jiuchao’s slap, was also stopped by this group of people with their sabers.

“If you don’t surrender, I’ll kill him!” Qiu Wuya said sternly.

He knew that this group of people were loyal. Ah Dou had betrayed the Ghost Clan for them. They would definitely not ignore Ah Dou’s life and death. Of course, although he was a priest, without the approval of the elders, he could not really stab Ah Dou.

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The elders’ scrutinizing gazes swept across the people present.

Just as they were about to see the Ghost King lying beside the old man, the old man suddenly turned around and blocked him. He knelt down to Yan Jiuchao and said piously, “We came late to save you. Please forgive us, My King!”

Everyone shuddered. Yu Wan’s eyebrows twitched, and Qing Yan’s expression changed. Needless to say, Shadow Six and Shadow Thirteen’s brains were numb.

“King!” Qing Yan also knelt down.

Right on the heels of that were Ah Wei and Yue Gou. They piously bowed. Yu Wan was dumbfounded. What kind of godly operation was this? This isn’t the way to replace the original with the fake. You’re referring to a deer as a horse. Do your clansmen know that you’re so mischievous?

The elders were all stunned.

Qiu Wuya had seen Yan Jiuchao before. How was this their king? He was clearly the young master who had come to rob the prisoner carriage!

“He’s not the King!” Qiu Wuya shouted.

The old man scolded, “Qiu Wuya, don’t you even recognize the King?”

Qiu Wuya’s eyes widened. He had seen shameless people before, but he had never seen someone so shameless. Did he not know who this person was? How could he have the cheek to trick him into being the King in front of so many people?

An elder frowned. “The King…”

...

The old man said without changing his expression, “After the King cultivated the martial arts in the forbidden area, his appearance changed. He hasn’t shown his true face for many years. It was Priest Qiu who cured the King’s face and made him even younger and more handsome than before. This is all thanks to Junior Brother Qiu.”

The matter of Qiu Wuya offering medicine to the Ghost King was not a secret in the clan. Everyone in the clan knew that he was treating the King’s appearance and had achieved quite a good result. Otherwise, he would not have been promoted to the position of priest.

Of course, this face was ridiculously handsome, and their King was actually a little ugly when he was young!

The elders were suspicious for a moment, but Yan Jiuchao emitted the power and aura of the Ghost King, so they had no choice but to believe him.

Qiu Wuya flew into a rage. “Elders! Don’t believe him! He’s in cahoots with this woman!”

The old man shook his head and sighed. “Junior Brother Qiu, I don’t like what you’re saying. I was ordered by the King to bring Madam back to the clan. Now that I’ve brought Madam back, I’m here to report to the King. How can you slander me for colluding with others?”

“Ah!” Qiu Wuya was about to die from anger!