I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon

Chapter 1288 - 495: The Jealous Empress! I Want to Cultivate Too!

Zhuang Jingming’s face was as pale as paper, his legs forcibly broken, the intense pain nearly sending him into a faint.

Yet at this moment, he couldn’t spare any attention to his injuries, his heart already filled with panic and shock—

Why?

Why did Yu Youhan dare to attack him?!

As one of the core officials of the Great Yuan Dynasty’s power, Zhuang Jingming knew many untold secrets.

Back then, Wu Lie knew Yu Youhan was ambitious and scheming, yet he still agreed to let her enter the palace. This act seemed like inviting a wolf into the house, but in reality, it was a balanced decision considering the pros and cons.

In the face of absolute power, the authority of the Imperial Power has become a mere formality. To limit such a strongest individual, she must be drawn into the game rules.

[Unjustly occupying the position, will inevitably suffer backlash.]

Under this condition, Yu Youhan could only plot honestly to seize the nation’s fortune.

Once an Ultimate Venerable gives up cultivation and starts researching power strategies, they are no longer a threat to the Imperial Family, and can also balance the Empress and Chu Yanli. It could be said to kill three birds with one stone.

Indeed, this was the case.

Despite Yu Youhan’s notorious reputation, top sects were eradicated upon command, yet she never directly targeted officials in the court, let alone notable figures like Zhuang Jingming or Gao Yuheng. She dared not touch them, as any slight mistake would lead to ruin.

But now, Yu Youhan’s attitude had given Zhuang Jingming a heavy blow!

"How can you... dare..." He looked incredulously at the woman before him.

Yu Youhan casually replied, "Mr. Zhuang, the era has changed. Do you think I would still be as restrained as before? Cherish the chance to speak now; your time is running out."

Zhuang Jingming clenched his teeth, his thoughts racing.

Is this woman serious, or just bluffing?

If she truly no longer fears the backlash of national fortune, then His Majesty wouldn’t have no reaction, unless...

Knock knock knock—

At this moment, the door was knocked.

Outside, a woman’s voice was heard: "Sir, it’s getting late. Has the meeting ended?"

Looking at Yu Youhan’s amused expression, Zhuang Jingming’s throat tightened, and he spoke hoarsely, "I need to have a long talk overnight with Mr. Gao, all of you leave, don’t guard at the door."

The woman seemingly noticed nothing amiss and replied, "Yes, this servant retires."

Soon, footsteps faded away.

Yu Youhan sighed, shaking her head, "Mr. Zhuang, was this necessary? Wasting so many lives..."

Whoosh—

The next moment, the wind suddenly picked up.

The candle lights were extinguished, and the hall fell into darkness.

In the darkness, streams of eerie light flashed by, an unmatchable murderous intent firmly locked onto Yu Youhan!

"Sir is in danger!"

"Kill her!"

Boom boom boom—

Qi colliding, fierce winds surged, the whole residence shook violently!

After a few brief breaths, the room returned to tranquility.

Accompanied by a soft "click", the candles relit, and under the dim light, Zhuang Jingming saw the scene before him, his pupils shrank into needlepoints.

The room was a mess, furniture shattered, and the two Grandmaster Realm guards had vanished into thin air, leaving only indistinct patches of flesh and blood on the floor.

Yu Youhan still sat steadily on the chair, her pristine gown untouched by a speck of dirt.

The beautiful woman floated in the air, her limbs twisted, body contorted like a pretzel, eyes full of terror.

"Who... are you really..."

Yu Youhan had no habit of speaking to the dead, she extended her slender finger, pointing at the woman’s brow.

Her body shuddered violently, eyes rolled white, mouth emitted "ho ho" sounds, blood oozed from seven orifices, soon falling silent completely.

"So it’s someone from the Jiang Family, they had already guessed Wu Lie’s fake death escape?" Yu Youhan raised her brows, muttering quietly.

Fake death?

Upon hearing this term, Zhuang Jingming’s heart sank.

Combining with what Gao Yuheng said earlier, a bad premonition grew stronger, seemingly being used as a pawn...

"There’s an assassin!"

"Protect Mr. Zhuang!"

The commotion had startled the guards of Zhuang’s residence, they raised swords and torches, shouting as they rushed into the courtyard.

However, before stepping into the hall, they froze on the spot, flesh turning into sand-like particles, dissipating with the night wind, leaving behind skeletal remains.

In a breath, hundreds were dead, the air became silent.

Yu Youhan crossed her legs, her skirt’s exquisite feet gently swaying, speaking lazily, "It’s getting late, I still need to cultivate, no time to waste here, Mr. Zhuang, are you going to come clean yourself, or should I conduct a Soul Search?"

"I..."

Zhuang Jingming’s mental defenses had completely collapsed, lips trembling as he powerlessly lowered his head.

Half a Stick of Incense later.

Yu Youhan gracefully left.

Zhuang Jingming’s robe was soaked with cold sweat, kneeling feebly on the ground, as if his entire body had been stripped of bones.

Though he had reached the peak of power, these years he was always overshadowed by Lv Huaiyu and Wei Xuan, he thought this time he could seize the initiative and completely change the situation, yet he almost lost his life!

"Mr. Zhuang, are you alright?" Gao Yuheng, freed from restraint, gasped, "That woman just now was Consort Yu?! How could she act personally, she never did before!"

"This was all a setup from the start, we were both deceived..."

Zhuang Jingming hadn’t finished speaking when that cold voice came again from the void, "Almost forgot about you."

Bam—

Gao Yuheng’s head exploded in response, blood mixed with whitish-yellow fluid drenched Zhuang Jingming.

Looking at the slowly collapsing headless corpse, Zhuang Jingming’s heart clenched, his entire being enveloped by overwhelming fear.