"What are we to do, the two of us?"
At this moment, Miao Ziqiong felt utterly helpless.
In this world, she was basically without any support.
While her father was the third son of the Vermilion Bird King, nominally the Third Prince, he held no actual authority and had always been looked down upon by the clan.
Thus, Miao Ziqiong understood that her father couldn't help her.
"Is it seemingly predestined by fate that we two, mother and daughter, must suffer such tribulations?"
Tears streamed down Miao Ziqiong's face.
"It doesn't matter if I suffer hardship, but Xiaofei is innocent. Why must she suffer alongside me?"
Miao Ziqiong gazed at her pale-faced daughter lying on the bed, her heart breaking.
At that very moment.
"Miao Ziqiong, Xiaofei's future husband has come to see her."
A cold voice rang out.
Then, the old Wizard walked in.
The Jiao Clan Second Prince followed him in, his eyes falling upon Xiaofei on the bed.
"Indeed, she is the beauty I've set my eyes on. Even while ill, she retains such nobility, such charm... tsk tsk..."
The Jiao Clan Second Prince's eyes roamed over Xiaofei, a hidden desire lurking deep within his gaze.
"Second Prince, Xiaofei isn't feeling well, and she's still young. I don't intend to let her marry. You may leave."
Miao Ziqiong immediately guessed that this man before her was the Jiao Clan Second Prince and spoke with anger.
This Second Prince was notoriously promiscuous. He already had a house full of wives and concubines, yet he still sought beauties everywhere. Once he fancied a woman, she could hardly escape his clutches.
Dragons were inherently lustful!
"Miao Ziqiong, don't talk nonsense! Since when do you have a say in Miao Clan matters!"
Hearing Miao Ziqiong's words, the old Wizard flew into a rage.
"She is my daughter!
I do not consent to her marrying this Second Prince!"
Miao Ziqiong spread her arms, shielding the bed, trying to protect Xiaofei.
Boom!
With a flick of his sleeve, the old Wizard unleashed a powerful wave of energy that slammed into Miao Ziqiong's body, sending her flying backward with a thud.
Miao Ziqiong crashed onto the floor, spat out several mouthfuls of blood, and her expression instantly turned much weaker.
"Second Prince, pay no mind to her ravings. She has no authority over our Miao Clan's affairs."
The old Wizard said to the Second Prince.
"It's fine. My future mother-in-law may have some prejudice against me, but she'll come to see my merits later.
Once she becomes my mother-in-law, let alone in the Tianjiao Plane, no one in all the Three Thousand Greater and Small Worlds would dare trouble her."
The Second Prince said smugly.
"Alright, future mother-in-law, you should make preparations. It would be best if you help Xiaofei dress and groom herself. I will marry her tomorrow.
As for Xiaofei's poison, rest assured, I can fully detoxify her.
Furthermore, I will have your Miao Clan host a grand wedding tomorrow. I will marry Xiaofei in grand and glorious fashion. From then on, she will be my most beloved woman."
The Second Prince addressed Miao Ziqiong.
"Miao Ziqiong, have you heard what the Second Prince said?"
The old Wizard glared at Miao Ziqiong.
"Alright, Second Prince, let us take our leave."
The old Wizard said to the Second Prince, then led him out of the room.
"What should I do?"
At this moment, Miao Ziqiong's eyes held a trace of despair, a touch of emptiness.
"Father!
If I could contact Father now, perhaps there would be a sliver of hope."
Amidst her despair, Miao Ziqiong suddenly thought of her father.
Though she knew her father's strength might not suffice to save them, he was her only hope at this moment.
It was like a drowning person grasping at a straw and viewing it as a lifeline.
"But how can I contact Father?
The only method now is the Bloodline Tracking Art.
With my current condition, executing this bloodline art will undoubtedly cause immense harm, possibly leading directly to my demise. But for Xiaofei's sake, I cannot care about that."
Clenching her teeth, Miao Ziqiong sat cross-legged and began performing the Bloodline Tracking Art.
This Bloodline Secret Art was an inherited art of the Vermilion Bird race. It could sense the location of a relative's bloodline across vast distances and use the power of the bloodline to establish contact and transmit messages.
However, activating this art required powerful strength as a foundation. Otherwise, it would cause severe damage to one's bloodline.
But to save Xiaofei, Miao Ziqiong didn't care.
At the same time.
"Master, we have returned to Fengyang Palace."
Finally, Fengyang Palace's procurement ship returned to the palace, landing in a square.
Multiple formations were laid out around Fengyang Palace, and a large contingent of Miao Clan personnel stood guard, the defenses extremely tight.
Nonetheless, the ship Ye Yunfei was on encountered no resistance as it entered Fengyang Palace.
"There are two Half-Emperor experts guarding this palace!"
As soon as Ye Yunfei entered Fengyang Palace, he sensed two Half-Emperor experts lying in ambush in the shadows, occasionally scanning the surroundings with their Soul Power.
"There are several Half-Emperor experts in the main hall!
One of the old fellows is emitting an aura of the Causality Law! He must be skilled in divination. He is highly likely the old Wizard of the Miao Clan!"
Suddenly, Ye Yunfei sensed a Causality Law aura emanating from an elder within the main hall and his expression darkened.
Ye Yunfei immediately simulated the elder's appearance and had one of the slaves identify him.
"Master, that is the old Wizard of the Miao Clan!"
The slave recognized him at once.
"The old Wizard!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Yunfei's eyes were filled with killing intent.
This old Wizard was definitely one of the masterminds behind harming his mother and Xiaofei!
"Old wretch, just wait. I definitely won't let you get away with this!"
Ye Yunfei thought coldly.
"Where are Miao Ziqiong and Xiaofei? Tell me immediately!"
Ye Yunfei asked the slave.
"Over there.
Which specific room, I do not know.
Because the old Wizard has given orders: no one, without permission, is allowed to enter that area.
Master, you might ask others. I haven't entered that area."
The slave replied.
Then, Ye Yunfei inquired of other slaves.
"Master, I know which room they are in, because I've been there.
That time, the old Wizard had me carry some items in."
One slave spoke to Ye Yunfei.
"Good. You take me there."
Ye Yunfei said to that slave.
"Master, Fengyang Palace has many rules. We cannot move around freely, or we'll be questioned immediately.
Only the patrolling guards can move about at will."
The slave answered.
"Alright.
Then I'll go capture a patrolling guard first."
Ye Yunfei pondered and said.
"Brother Ye, since we're here now, we could just charge right in."
Situ Kong'er remarked.
"No rush.
Now that I've reached Fengyang Palace, I absolutely will not let anything happen to my mother and Xiaofei.
However, let's not expose ourselves too soon.
Let me think carefully about how to exact revenge on the Miao Clan."
Ye Yunfei said.
Having entered Fengyang Palace, Ye Yunfei felt some relief. With his strength and trump cards, now that he was here, no one would be able to harm his mother or sister!