Yang Qi had plans nested within plans, and was very curious to see if Leaf Dao-Denier could manage to hold on to his status as a consort after all of this.

It had been more than a year since the Great Necropolis appeared, and it was hard to say what bloody battles Leaf Dao-Denier had fought, or what secrets he had become privy to. One thing was for sure: he had been a consort for long enough to increase his cultivation base and reach a higher level. In fact, it was entirely possible that he was already a Grand Emperor.

He was an Eternal Fortuned One, the combination of two special constitutions, which made him no less spectacular than Yang Qi, who was a Fateless One. Furthermore, Yang Qi had the nagging suspicion that Leaf Dao-Denier had killed and assimilated Eldest Brother Secundus. Otherwise, how could his blood be so pure?

In entering a partnership with Leaf Dao-Denier, Eldest Brother Secundus had invited the wolf into one’s house, ensuring that it was only a matter of time before he died.

‘You’re such a loser, Leaf Dao-Denier,’ Yang Qi thought. ‘You used to be an important person who could call the wind and summon the ...