Yan Ruyu’s lips curled into a sinister and venomous smile again.
"Of course, Beigong Xianfeng definitely won’t let anyone harm Sikong Jing’s family now, but we will have to think of other methods."
"But as long as time passes, there will always be loopholes to exploit," he said.
Their gazes shifted continuously, and they nodded emphatically.
Now was indeed not the time for revenge, otherwise, given Beigong Xianfeng’s temperament, he would surely explode with fury; by then, Ji Ming might only be punished a little, but the Peng Family would certainly be crippled.
"There’s also Ning Jingjing; her relationship with Sikong Jing is also good. We could start with her," he added.
"In any case, we must first wait and see how the Xingluo General Academy reacts before thinking of other methods," he concluded.
Following Yan Ruyu’s words, everyone had their own plans in mind.
Eventually, the people from the Peng Family left, satisfied.
They planned to go back and look for ways to take revenge on Sikong Jing’s family, as Yan Ruyu had suggested.
After seeing off the people from the Peng Family, Ji Ming turned to Yan Ruyu and said with a smile, "Beauty, you always have a plan. At least for now, the Peng Family won’t bother me anymore. But getting revenge on Sikong Jing is still not going to be easy."
"And damn it, I still have to hand over my Seven Wolf Guards to Beigong Xianfeng, which is infuriating," he grumbled.
Thinking about the Seven Wolf Guards, Ji Ming’s good mood disappeared completely.
Yan Ruyu still wore a smile, her eyes glittering as she spoke, "Seventh Prince, this is not just about keeping the Peng Family from bothering you... The death of Peng Peng could even make the entire Peng Family lean towards you."
Instantly, Ji Ming was shaken to the core, his eyes flashing fiercely.
"Your act of trying to save Peng Peng will be seen as a favor; even if he wasn’t saved in the end, the Peng Family will be immensely grateful to you."
"Next, how to take revenge will become the major concern of the entire Peng Family, and this will inevitably bring the Seventh Prince closer to the Peng Family. If Sikong Jing can be killed, the Peng Family will truly become your people," she explained.
Having said that, Yan Ruyu narrowed her eyes, her smile broadening as she gazed at Ji Ming.
She had grown up in the Great Shang Dynasty Imperial Family, the most favored Ninth Princess, profoundly versed in intrigue and schemes.
Perhaps she was not as beautiful as many women in the Long Night Empire, nor were her Martial Arts particularly strong.
But in matters of power struggles, she was confident she was far stronger than Ji Ming, the Seventh Prince. For Ji Ming, who was contending for the throne, winning over the Peng Family of the Long Night Six Families was immensely advantageous.
Sure enough, following Yan Ruyu’s analysis and suggestion, Ji Ming’s eyes gradually brightened, and he couldn’t help but laugh.
Yan Ruyu continued analyzing, "Sikong Jing is not alone. If he were just a student of the Holy Dragon Palace, the Seventh Prince indeed wouldn’t be able to do anything. But he is also closely related to the Black Burning Army."
"There’s so much we can use to our advantage, such as deploying his father-in-law to the battlefield," she suggested.
"In the cruelest of battlefields, do you think Sikong Jing won’t also end up on the battlefield? And on the battlefield, anything can happen. By then, even the Holy Dragon Palace wouldn’t be able to hold you accountable; right?" she added.
"Even the Holy Dragon Palace might end up on the battlefield because of Sikong Jing, and the Seventh Prince might even gain some merit from this," she noted.
Hearing this, Ji Ming’s bright eyes heated up again, and he gripped his fists tightly.
But Yan Ruyu was not done yet, and she chuckled, "As for the Seventh Prince’s beloved Seven Wolf Guards... giggle, there must have been some who were eliminated when you were training the Seven Merciless Guards, right? Just gather those and send them off."
"Beigong Xianfeng is dominant, but would he dare to refuse or expose you on the spot?" she teased.
At these words, Ji Ming was entirely shaken.
He stared intently at Yan Ruyu, then strode over and embraced her deeply, laughing heartily, "Beauty, you truly are my strategist."
"You’re right, during the training of the Seven Wolf Guards, it was inevitable to fail because of the integration of the essence blood of the Demon Wolf,"
"That’s why a group of half-human, half-wolf creatures appeared."
"And I didn’t kill these creatures but kept them to hone the real Seven Wolf Guards’ martial arts skills. I could, of course, put together seven hundred such creatures. Now, I will give them to Beigong Xianfeng."
When Ji Ming was training the Seven Wolf Guards, a large number of people were needed. They all had to integrate the essence blood of the Demon Wolf. Only those who truly integrated could keep their human form; the others who failed the half-integration turned into half-human, half-wolves.
These creatures were still quite formidable, but they were not presentable, so Ji Ming turned them into tools for sharpening the skills of the Seven Wolf Guards.
Hearing these words, Yan Ruyu laughed lightly again.
"Right, aren’t the half-wolf, half-human creatures just the Seven Wolf Guards? How can Beigong Xianfeng dare say they aren’t?"
"And by transferring them as a bet, no one will say the Seventh Prince is reneging on his bet. Instead, they will praise the Seventh Prince for his cleverness; it’s even calculated as a severe retaliation given to Beigong Xianfeng."
Hearing all this, Ji Ming couldn’t help but burst into loud laughter again, imagining what expression Beigong Xianfeng would have upon receiving these so-called Seven Wolf Guards—it must be quite spectacular!
Thinking about it, Ji Ming felt even happier. He stared straight at Yan Ruyu’s pig-like face and reached out to touch it, saying, "My beauty, you have been wronged before. Now, I will have a pharmacist treat you right away."
"Also, from now on, you are no longer my concubine; I want you to be my Princess Consort."
At the words ’Princess Consort,’ Yan Ruyu suddenly looked up, her fist tightening slightly.
Soon after, Ji Ming left with Ji Han.
They were off to select the so-called Seven Wolf Guards, while Yan Ruyu stayed temporarily at Young Prince Mansion for treatment...
Watching Ji Ming leaving, a smirk formed on Yan Ruyu’s lips.
"Sikong Jing, you are quite influential now, aren’t you?"
"But I, Yan Ruyu, am about to become a Princess Consort and soon to be the Seventh Prince’s legitimate wife. I will even become the Empress of the Long Night Empire. I will play you thoroughly with the power in my hands, and have you kneeling and begging for mercy."
"Do you think I’m finished just because I left the Black Burning Army? With just a little effort, I got close to the Seventh Prince."
"Now, our game has just begun..."
Yan Ruyu had thought Sikong Jing would die in the life-and-death struggle at the two major academies, but he had not only survived but also became the most fearsome martial arts genius in the Long Night Imperial City, which both shocked and enraged Yan Ruyu.
But after calming down, Yan Ruyu came up with a grand plan and quickly used this opportunity to turn the tables and become the Princess Consort.
And Yan Ruyu won’t be impatient. She will first stay by Ji Ming’s side and solidify her position.
Late at night, the Long Night Star Palace was eerily quiet.
A sinister shadow quietly landed, navigating familiarly through Xingluo Palace, sneaking into the Alchemy Institute, and quickly opening the innermost room’s secret chamber.
After checking, he breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "Fortunately, the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace hasn’t discovered this place yet..."
Having said that, he swiftly dashed in, grabbed the books inside, and was about to place them into his storage ring.
However, just at that moment... clang!
A sword gleamed at his neck, followed by a young and robust voice saying, "Pharmacist Yao Changgeng, Alchemy Master, I didn’t expect you to come so soon. I thought I’d have to wait a few more days."
The sneaky person was none other than Yao Changgeng, the Alchemy Master of Xingluo Palace.
And the person behind him, standing with a sword, was, of course, Sikong Jing, who had been waiting for a long time.