Jinlong continued to be beaten, and its spiritual energy was continuously absorbed by the Black Jiao. This was extremely abnormal. The only explanation was that Wen Yiqing must have used some sinister means to steal my father's spiritual energy for himself!

Despicable!

A fleeting glimmer of killing intent flickered in Yun Zheng's eyes.

There are many cultivators who have mastered the art of divination, and he believes that many of them can uncover the Black Dragon's conspiracy. However, they do not intervene, partly because cultivators are not allowed to interfere in mortal affairs without permission, and partly because everyone knows that 16 years ago, the former crown prince, Wen Yuyan, married a demon cultivator as his wife.

The human race and the demon race are natural enemies!

The entire body of a demonic beast is filled with valuable treasures. Their fur, teeth, and bones can be used for refining tools and elixirs. The elixirs made from demonic ingredients can enhance one's cultivation, and so on and so forth. As a result, the human race once captured the demonic beings in large numbers, which ultimately led to the invasion of the Qiankun Continent by the demonic race a thousand years ago. The humans sought assistance from the demons but were rejected. Though the demonic race was eventually driven out of the continent, the endless enmity between the human and demonic races was sown.

Therefore, falling in love with a demonic cultivator like Wen Yuyan is equivalent to betraying the entire human clan! Anyone who attempts to speak up for Wen Yuyan will be labeled as a traitor!

In this way, even if it is known that Wen Yuyan's luck has been stolen, the cultivators would not care. Moreover, as long as the Black Jiao continuously steals Wen Yuyan's luck, it can ultimately transform into a dragon, and the emperor of the Qin Dynasty will still be the true dragon emperor.

Moreover, besides the concept of luck, there is also the principle of karma in the cultivation world.

What kind of seeds you sow is what kind of fruits you will reap.

For example, if a cultivator kills a good person, then when this cultivator advances, they will encounter a heart demon calamity. If the heart demon is not overcome, there is a possibility of falling into demonic cultivation. Even if one luckily avoids falling into demonic cultivation, their cultivation will still be completely destroyed, with no hope of becoming an immortal. Of course, even if you break through the heart demon and ascend through the tribulation, the Heavenly Dao will also bring down corresponding and sizeable thunder tribulations based on the karmic seeds you have previously sown. It goes without saying how terrifying the thunder tribulation is; there is a chance that you could be struck to ashes and dispersed in smoke.

Therefore, what cultivators fear most is getting entangled in karmic consequences.

If they were to plead on behalf of Wen Yuyan, then they would be involved in the dispute within the royal family and would bear the karmic consequences. They would be responsible for Wen Yuyan's fate if any harm befell him.

In this way, who would dare to help Wen Yuyan?

But Yun Zheng was different.

He came to repay karma.

Wen Yuanyan is his father, and he was deposed due to his mother, Lady Yue, being implicated. As a son, he naturally wants to save his father. However, Yun Zheng cannot say for sure whether he can help his father reclaim the throne. After all, the conflict between the human race and the demon race runs deep, and as long as his father is involved with demonic cultivators, those people will definitely not agree to his father's ascension.

However, it doesn't matter. As long as Father is safe and well throughout his life, and his enemies receive their just retribution, causing guilt in the heart of Yun Zheng, it will be considered as repaying the karmic debt. In this way, he can sever ties with the mortal world, eradicate inner demons, and embark on a path of eternal life, moving forward without any hesitation.

Thinking about it, Yun Zheng lowered his gaze, his thoughts racing like lightning.

"Mmm..."

Behind him suddenly came the sound of suppressed and agonizing moans.

Immediately, a panicked scream suddenly resounded: "Master!" It sounded as if a wild beast was gasping for breath, filled with extreme unrest.

Turning around, Yun Zheng saw that Yue Chufei on the bed was covered in sweat, with a crease between his brows. Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, his gaze unfocused, and it took a while for his eyes to regain their focus.

Yun Zheng walked over and sat by the bedside.

"Master!" Yue Chufei's heart pounded, and her hand instinctively grabbed onto Yun Zheng's clothes.