Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 128 - 82: The Yao Clan!

Chapter 128: Chapter 82: The Yao Clan!
Miaoyin Zhenren said without hesitation, "The remnants of the Heaven-Facing Sect definitely think the Four Seas Dragon Race has deceived them!"
After speaking, Miaoyin Zhenren’s eyes lit up, "For killing so many remnants of the Heaven-Facing Sect, if the court pardons them, it will certainly become an irreconcilable enmity!"
The more Miaoyin Zhenren thought about it, the more ingenious Zhao Yi’s idea seemed.
She clapped her hands, saying, "The old dragons of the Four Seas Dragon Race could not have missed this point!"
"That remnants of the Heaven-Facing Sect could still cultivate a Tier Nine Saint King Realm cultivator under such heavy pressure from the court indicates their inheritance has not been severed."
"The Four Seas Dragon Race surely knows this too. To prevent the Heaven-Facing Sect from seeking revenge, they are likely to stop its remnants from attending the Cultivation Conference."
"In this way, as long as the remnants of the Heaven-Facing Sect go to the Cultivation Conference to accuse the Four Seas Dragon Race, the court could justifiably intervene in the Four Seas’ affairs; doing so is indeed much wiser than directly forcing the Four Seas Dragon Race to give in!"
After speaking, Miaoyin Zhenren looked at Zhao Yi with surprise, as if she didn’t recognize him, and asked, "Did you really come up with such a brilliant plan that kills two birds with one stone?"
Beside her, Zuo Xiaoluo quickly waved her hands when Miaoyin Zhenren looked at her, saying, "Don’t look at me; it wasn’t me. I have always been in the Northern Territory and just returned to the capital to . It’s the first time I’ve heard about these matters between the Four Seas Dragon Race and Heaven-Facing Sect."
This time, Miaoyin Zhenren was truly shocked.
She looked at Zhao Yi in suspicion, "Was it really you?"
Zhao Yi waved his hand indifferently, saying, "No need to dwell on this; it’s not important who came up with it, what’s important is that this solution works."
Miaoyin Zhenren nodded affirmatively, "It works, it definitely works! Once the Heaven-Facing Sect is pardoned, the Dragon Race can no longer have peaceful days, and the Four Seas will probably fall into chaos!"
"It’s still not enough." Zhao Yi pondered for a moment, then said to Miaoyin Zhenren, "Go back and check if there are any other sects similar to the Heaven-Facing Sect. If there are, I will pardon them all at the Cultivation Conference."
Miaoyin Zhenren was stunned for a moment, "Is it necessary to make it so big?"
She frowned and said, "If you pardon all those remnants, the Cultivation Realm may never be peaceful again! The Cultivation Realm is an extension of the Mortal World, and once it’s chaotic, it will definitely affect the Mortal World, possibly harming ordinary people..."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi raised his hand to interrupt her, "You’re overthinking it. A chaotic Cultivation Realm will indeed affect the Mortal World, but at most it will impact those powerful families, far from affecting ordinary people. The court only needs to order the City Guard Army in various places to protect the people, and if the conflict between powerful families dares to spread to the common people, they will be severely punished; that will be enough!"
Miaoyin Zhenren’s expression changed slightly, and she probed, "This way, the noble families will certainly be in panic, possibly leading to turmoil in the court..."
Zhao Yi looked at Miaoyin Zhenren calmly and said, "Half a month ago, I attended an auction at the Four Seas Restaurant, and the future Sixth Prince Consort was harassed by ladies from some noble families at Cuihua Building. Are you aware of this matter?"
Miaoyin Zhenren was momentarily stunned, then slowly nodded.
Xuanzhen Temple oversees the world, and this matter was so widespread, Miaoyin Zhenren must know about it.
Su Qianqian being harassed at Cuihua Building wasn’t considered a major incident.
The reason Miaoyin Zhenren knew of such a minor matter was that it triggered a series of significant changes.
Su Qianqian was harassed by noble ladies at Cuihua Building and sent a maid to the Four Seas Restaurant to complain to Zhao Yi, who not only didn’t stand up for Su Qianqian but scolded the maid.
Because of her indignation, Su Qianqian dragged the maid to confront Zhao Yi, which led Zhao Yi to discover her affair with a monk from West Mountain Temple.
Afterward, the Zhao Yi’s wedding withdrawal incident happened.
It’s no exaggeration to say that all major events in Shengjing City recently started with Su Qianqian being harassed at Cuihua Building.
Miaoyin Zhenren was puzzled as to why Zhao Yi, after so long, and now that Su Qianqian was dead and the nine clans of the Su Family were sent to the Death Prison by the Imperial Clan Court, brought up this old matter.
Looking at Miaoyin Zhenren, Zhao Yi didn’t need to guess to know what she was thinking.
Zhao Yi’s gaze was icy, "Even if Su Qianqian was a nobody, she was still the future Sixth Prince Consort. You should at least consider the owner’s face before beating the dog. What do those so-called noble ladies think they are, daring to harass the future Imperial Consort of the Zhao Clan? Don’t they know the word ’death’?"
These words made Miaoyin Zhenren’s face change dramatically.
She drew in her breath and bowed deeply to Zhao Yi, with a solemn expression, "I was remiss in my duties, please punish me, Crown Prince!"
Zhao Yi waved his hand, "Get up, I’m not targeting you."
Miaoyin Zhenren respectfully said, "Thank you, Your Highness!"
Zhao Yi said expressionlessly, "Great Xia has been at peace for so long that some people have indulged in comfortable days, their ambitions swelling, even daring to touch the red line! They forget that Great Xia belongs to the Zhao Clan, and the powerful families are just dogs raised by the Zhao Clan! If a dog dares to bite its master, then kill it and raise another one!"
Miaoyin Zhenren raised her head, eyes filled with killing intent.
When she heard Zhao Yi say he wanted to pardon the Heaven-Facing Sect, she only thought Zhao Yi wanted to deal with the Dragon Race and let Great Xia’s forces intervene in the Four Seas’ affairs.
Then Zhao Yi said he wanted to pardon other sects, making Miaoyin Zhenren think Zhao Yi wanted to stir up the Cultivation Realm, but in reality, Zhao Yi wanted to use the opportunity to settle scores with the powerful families.
All of this because half a month ago, Su Qianqian was harassed by some noble ladies while shopping at Cuihua Building.
Just because of this small matter, do you want to destroy their entire family?
Is he really that vengeful?
"He truly loves her deeply."
Miaoyin Zhenren sighed inwardly, deeply moved by Zhao Yi’s profound affection.
"I accept the order!"
Miaoyin was filled with murderous intent.
Although she thought Zhao Yi was making a fuss over nothing, since they grew up together, as childhood friends, if Zhao Yi wanted to kill someone, she would surely accompany him!
Besides, those aristocratic families truly deserved to die!
Zhao Yi looked at Miaoyin’s expression and couldn’t help but feel a bit puzzled.
He didn’t know why.
Zhao Yi felt that the way Miaoyin looked at him seemed a bit strange.
"Has she misunderstood something?"
The reason Zhao Yi was causing trouble everywhere was simple.
He wanted chaos in the world.
With peace in the realm, aristocratic families hold their ground.
How could the protagonist seize the opportunity to fish in troubled waters?
Without chances and fortuitous encounters, how could the protagonist grow?
If the protagonist doesn’t grow quickly, how can he obtain the full version of the "Dragon God Technique"?
Sixty years is too long; Zhao Yi strives for every moment!
In order to live a long life, Zhao Yi felt sacrificing a few aristocratic families was nothing.
Those powerful families had committed countless murders relying on their power.
Now, retribution has come!
The Taotie beside him, chewing on a skewer, quickly pledged loyalty upon hearing Zhao Yi say he wanted to kill the dog, "Master, I dare not devour the master. Please don’t kill me!"
The Little Poison also nodded repeatedly, "Master, I don’t dare either. Please don’t kill me!"
Zhao Yi: "..."
He looked at the Taotie, speechless.
For a moment, he couldn’t tell if it was pretending to be foolish or genuinely terrified.
If it was pretending, Zhao Yi admitted its acting skills were superb, even fooling him.
If it was genuinely terrified...
Then this creature was too disgraceful for an Ancient Fierce Beast!
Zhao Yi gestured for them to leave him alone with a wave of his hand.
The Taotie, seeing Zhao Yi was not planning to kill it, relaxed immediately and resumed munching on the skewer, carefree.
Taking advantage of Zhao Yi’s inattentiveness, the Little Poison quietly grabbed a skewer of roasted meat and ate it stealthily behind Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi saw them like this, shook his head, and didn’t bother to speak further.
"Now that this matter is settled, let’s make preparations to return to the city!"
Meanwhile.
Linglong was in Shengjing City asking around and finally found the Four Seas Restaurant.
Yao Qing had returned early.
Although she was seriously injured, fortunately, Xuanzhen Temple’s people rescued her in time without causing any fundamental damage. Moreover, the Four Seas Commerce Association had no shortage of medicinal materials, so except for her pale face, her other injuries had mostly healed.
Yao Qing was resting on a chaise, and upon hearing the that a woman named Linglong from the Yao Race was seeking her, she didn’t even bother to put on her shoes and hurried out to greet her.
Seeing it was truly Linglong, Yao Qing was overjoyed and warmly welcomed her.
Linglong, upon seeing Yao Qing, also showed delight in her eyes, but when she noticed Yao Qing’s posture when walking, her expression immediately turned cold.
"You lost your virginity?"
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pps: Today is too cold, I’m not in a good state, updates are slow, apologies. The change in weather was too sudden, I was not prepared, no down jacket, and the air conditioner is broken, I’m sitting on a chair with a blanket, feet on a hot water bottle, warming my hands after typing a few words, it’s hard to concentrate mentally.
There’s still another Chapter coming, I’m still writing, it’ll be posted before midnight, not sure how much I can write, but whatever I can write, I’ll post.