Chapter 63: The Overprotective Husband Emerges 4

“When did Ji Yin become a disciple of Kunlun?” Beiming Yu’s gaze fell upon the hand Xuan Yuanji held over Ji Yin’s, and his tone turned several degrees colder.

“Only yesterday did she formally become my disciple, Emperor Chiyu. If Yin’er and Young Master Chu were exchanging pointers, what fault is there in that? Or does Tianyuan Sect, or the Chiyu Empire, have a rule forbidding such exchanges?” Xuan Yuanji replied in a calm, measured voice.

Beiming Yu had no words to counter this.

If Ji Yin was a disciple of Kunlun, there was not even a pretext for punishment.

“Ji Yin, since you have already joined Kunlun, why did you not make this clear earlier?” Beiming Yu turned his gaze to Ji Yin.

Ji Yin immediately edged closer to Xuan Yuanji. “Why should I have said anything? This is a matter between my master and me. What business is it of anyone else’s?”

“Xiao Qi, do not be rude,” Ji Yun rebuked her softly.

Xuan Yuanji sensed the little one deliberately drawing nearer. Whether or not it was her intention, it pleased him greatly.

“Tianyuan Sect has strict rules. Every disciple is expected to adhere to the proper schedule at all times. This morning, Young Master Chu came to my residence during breakfast, but was turned away by my attendants. Young Master Chu disregarded the sect’s rules—this, though minor, is still a breach. At merely the third stage, with his cultivation method not yet fully mastered, he goes about instructing others in training. From where does Young Master Chu derive such confidence?” Xuan Yuanji’s gaze suddenly fell upon Chu Shenghong.

The moment Chu Shenghong met Xuan Yuanji’s eyes, a chill ran from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

Third stage, yet already presuming to teach others—the words, coming from Xuan Yuanji, suddenly made Chu Yu’s image plummet in everyone’s estimation.

Indeed, only the third stage, yet already showing off. If he were truly strong, how could he have failed to defeat the Seventh Young Master?

He wasn’t helping anyone—clearly, he was only seeking a sense of superiority!

Chu Shenghong’s face burned as though someone had slapped him hard.

Ji Yin glanced up at Xuan Yuanji, feeling that he was truly grounded and incisive—when he rebuked others, he did so with undeniable force.

“Young Master Chu entered this match certain of victory, but lacking in skill, his arrogance only led him to disaster. He brought this upon himself! Having been injured, he ought to learn his lesson—instead, he seeks to shift the blame. Emperor Chiyu, is your esteemed official here attempting to extort Kunlun?”

Extort Kunlun?!

Chu Shenghong trembled, a chill rising from his feet, and dropped to his knees before Beiming Yu. “Your Majesty, I had no such intention! I only lost my head when I saw my son so gravely wounded. In my confusion, I placed all blame on Ji Yin. It was I who disturbed your judgment—please punish me accordingly. Young Master Xuan Yuan’s rebuke is entirely justified. Your Majesty, I am deserving of death!”

Chu Shenghong was an old fox. How could he fail to see the situation clearly?

Xuan Yuanji represented Kunlun, and now Ji Yin had the formidable Kunlun as her backing—even Beiming Yu could not act against her lightly!

If he caused any further commotion, Beiming Yu himself would be left with no retreat. Chu Shenghong could only take all responsibility upon himself, swallowing his pride along with his blood if need be.

“Did you hear Young Master Xuan Yuan clearly? Once Chu Yu has recovered, ensure he learns his lesson well! He must not grow arrogant again!” Beiming Yu thundered.

“Yes!” Chu Shenghong responded at once.

“Young Master Xuan Yuan speaks truly. In that case, Ji Yin is absolved of all punishment.” Beiming Yu turned to Ji Yin. “Ji Yin, since you are now a disciple of Kunlun, you must follow Young Master Xuan Yuan and devote yourself to diligent cultivation.”