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n“Father, why did you hit me? She’s talking complete nonsense.”

nThanks to Feng Kui’s slap, Feng Yunying’s face was now completely swollen like a pig’s head.

n“Fifth Princess, what a good memory. Four years ago, Baize Country attacked Huan Yun. My father refined a large number of seven-star to nine-star weapons and gave them to the army free of charge. The king even issued an imperial edict in recognition.”

nJun Mohuang laughed, her words full of sarcasm.

n“But since the Fifth Princess only knows how to snatch other people’s things, of course she won’t remember such a national event.”

nNot to mention Feng Yunying, even Feng Kui himself had forgotten.

nAfter all, Jun Liyuan had been dead for three years. Furthermore, he hadn’t asked for any reward for his great merit.

nFeng Kui had been delighted, and had gone straight to issue an imperial edict without any substantial reward.

n“Jun Mohuang, you’re indeed the child of a hero, so I’ll let this matter go. But you’re so bold to talk nonsense about such a punishment! Come, give Jun Mohuang 100 good beatings!”

nFeng Kui’s face was gloomy because of fear that her words would suddenly come true.

nThe heavenly dao of Cangyuan Continent was of course not about the high and low of family background.

nAll the inheritance bloodlines on the mainland were varied, but there were strict levels.

nLevel 1 was the lowest, while level 5 was the highest.

nFor example, the king’s Gold-Swallowing bloodline and the bloodline of the Su Family’s Scarlet Phoenix were both level 3.

nThe royal Feng Family’s Huan Yun bloodline was level 4, which was higher than all families in Huan Yun.

nThis was the fundamental reason why the Feng Family had become the leader of Huan Yun.

nHigh bloodline was fixed by nature, and couldn’t be improved by taking heavenly auras or earth treasures.

nHowever, the family’s bloodline had inexplicably dropped in quality. Everyone thought it was a punishment from heaven, so Feng Kui was extremely afraid of these words.

nWhen Feng Yunying laughed unscrupulously about the heavenly punishment, he slapped her without hesitation.

nSomeone with a level 4 bloodline couldn’t be called an emperor. He could never be an emperor in his lifetime, and could only call himself a king.

nIf he was unlucky and his bloodline level dropped, he wouldn’t even be able to keep this position.

nFeng Yunying was ignorant about such things.

n“Exactly. 100 beatings isn’t enough. At least 200 need to be done… Ah, it hurts!”

nBefore she finished her words, she suddenly screamed, and was bitten badly on the leg by something.

nPulling aside her skirt, she saw several palm-sized scorpions crawling on her calf.

nThe tail of one of the scorpions was piercing into her tender flesh, causing bright red blood to ooze out of her calf.

nFeng Yunying let out a bloodcurdling scream. “Father, help!”

nFeng Kui immediately recognized it was a Mystic Black Scorpion. It had five poisons, and the whole limb would swell and hurt for a dozen of days if bitten.

n“Men, get rid of the scorpion!”

nFeng Kui panicked, and quickly called his guards.

nA few palace men shuddered before coming forward to remove the Mystic Black Scorpions. Cockroaches and other crustaceans kept crawling from the corner of the hall towards Feng Yunying’s feet.

nThey climbed in along the hem of her skirt, and crawled willfully on her delicate body.

nThe tiny legs of the insects itched insanely on her skin.

nRegardless of the presence of men, Feng Yunying tore off her clothes, and began patting the bugs on her body.

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