Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 164: Chapter 43: Conditions for being an Emperor,

Zhao Huai’s Golden Cicada Escape, Dispute over the Ancestral Artifact (Request for Monthly Tickets at the end of the month!!)

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“Birdie, what’s wrong?

Yu Qinghan stretched out her slender jade finger, allowing the white-haired mynah to come onto her hand, her phoenix eyes revealing confusion.

“Find sister.”

“Husband in danger.”

The mynah spoke human language, repeating what it had heard.

Hearing these two sentences, Yu Qinghan’s eyes revealed slight shock.

Her husband is back?!

This was her first reaction.

But soon she realized something.

Her husband is in danger?

How could that be possible upon thinking about it?

When her husband was in the capital city, even opponents at the Golden Core

Realm couldn’t stand against him, who in the mortal world could match him? However, the mynah’s words indicated that something had indeed happened.

“Xiang Yun… what on earth happened.”

Yu Qinghan murmured under her breath, worried for Xiang Yun’s safety.

What kind of situation had she encountered, that she didn’t even have time to write a message and had to use the mynah to deliver the news?

Also, what danger has her husband encountered?

Yu Qinghan’s mood couldn’t help but darken.

She became somewhat restless and agitated.

She paced back and forth in her room.

Thinking constantly in her mind.

She had previously asked Xiang Yun to return so that her husband wouldn’t be worried about her when he returned.

Who would have known that something like this would happen?

She was trapped here and couldn’t get out!

If she wanted to leave, she would have to agree to her uncle’s demands and take on this heavy responsibility again, which was undoubtedly what they wanted to see.

Could it be a scheme to force her?

And then get her to submit?

She could not rule out this possibility!

However, Xiang Yun had encountered trouble too; her uncle couldn’t harm his own daughter, could he?

Perhaps he could, or perhaps he couldn’t?

But would she dare to gamble on it?

She wouldn’t!

Her husband was her weak spot, her everything.

If her husband truly died, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

However, if she didn’t leave, she wouldn’t know the status of her husband, whether he was dead or alive.

She was backed by the Limitless Immortal Sect; it didn’t matter who it was.

As long as anyone dared to harm her husband, they would have to pay with their life!

so…

Should she agree or not?

Yu Qinghan’s mood was extremely tangled and complicated.

Her five jade fingers clenched tightly, like ants on a hot pan.

Regardless, at this moment, confirming Xiang Yun and her husband’s well-being was the most important thing, other matters could be considered later.

Yu Qinghan could no longer sit still.

She hurriedly got up and walked out of her bedroom, the mynah perching on her shoulder.

As she arrived at the door, a golden restraint slowly appeared.

It was apparent that she had been placed under house arrest.

“Greetings, general.”

The silver-armored soldier guarding the door saluted and said respectfully.

“Let me go.”

An indifferent look flashed in Yu Qinghan’s phoenix eyes.

“The Prince has commanded that before the general has figured it out, you may not take even half a step.”ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ ɴovᴇl(ꜰ)ir(e).nᴇt

The silver-armored soldier cupped his fists and said.

“I said… let me go!”

Yu Qinghan, word by word, murderous intent in her eyes, with all her aura unleashed.

An oppressive force spread out, pushing back two silver-armored soldiers who trembled in fear.

“Qinghan, why show such anger, after all, they are your subordinates.”

Changning King Pei Ming slowly walked up from the courtyard, with Monks Cang Long and Fu Hu by his side, closing their eyes and resting.

Yu Qinghan took a deep breath, her eyes deep, and said, “Xiang Yun is in danger, in grave danger.’

Changning King Pei Ming shook his head, not believing her.

“How is it possible? I, your uncle, have control over everyone in Jinzhou City, how could there be any danger.”

“Bang!”

Yu Qinghan punched the golden restraint, creating ripples.

Her face darkened and she said, “What kind of father are you!”

Changning King Pei Ming’s face also looked somewhat unpleasant as he was yelled at.

Did he, a prince, not need any face?

“Watch your tone, I’m your uncle!”

Pei Ming scolded.

Yu Qinghan sneered, “So you can lock me up?”

“You!”

Pei Ming was momentarily enraged but thought of something and let out a sigh.

“Everything your uncle does is for your own good.”

Seeing that they were about to argue, the round-headed, fierce-looking Monk Fu Hu shook his head.

He had initially disapproved of her house arrest.

However, that was someone else’s family matter, and it wasn’t his place to give opinions or intervene.

They were only responsible for protecting her life; they had no right to interfere in anything else.

“Prince Pei, it seems like what Lady Yu said is not a lie,”

Monk Fu Hu’s immaculate Buddha eyes could observe a person’s subtle movements and expressions and even see through people’s hearts.

He saw how anxious and restless Yu Qinghan was, genuinely worried and in a state that did not seem feigned.

“Agree to my terms, and I’ll let you go.”

As Yu Qinghan scolded, Pei Ming spoke solemnly.

“What conditions.”

Yu Qinghan finally closed her eyes and uttered these words she never thought she would say in her lifetime.

“Lead the army, go north, and become an emperor.” Pei Ming cleanly and neatly spoke these six words.

The air was silent for a moment.

Yu Qinghan opened her eyes again, this time, her phoenix eyes only revealed indifference and coldness.

“I agree.”

In the end, she gave her answer.

“Have you thought it through?”

Pei Ming chuckled softly, as his mood inexplicably improved.

At the same time, he was also surprised by how quickly she agreed. Yu Qinghan didn’t pay him any attention, but said to herself, in a light voice: “I can agree to you, but you must also promise me a condition, a condition for becoming an emperor.”

“Tell me.”

Pei Ming didn’t care.

As long as his niece was willing to ascend to the throne, any conditions were not a problem.

“Never bother Jinzhou again; get out of here..”