World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 938 - 437: Zhi Ning’s love! Tear Turing Duo apart!

Chapter 938: 437: Zhi Ning’s love! Tear Turing Duo apart!

"Yes!" Gao Yin roared.

Then, the grand doors of the palace opened, with Forbidden Army’s Commander Hei Ningqi and Suo Lun’s personal bodyguard Zhuang Zhixuan entering.

Three great masters, they closed in on Marquis FuE!

Marquis FuE’s cultivation was almost on par with Duke Turing Tuo. Among the current nobility, he was considered the strongest and should be comparable to Commander of the Imperial Guards Hei Ningqi.

Upon hearing Suo Lun’s command to break his limbs and cripple his martial arts, Marquis FuE exploded with fury. With no weapon in hand, he clenched his fists and was about to lash out violently.

With eyes wide open with rage, FuE glared at Suo Lun for a long time, eventually giving up resistance.

He had no chance of defeating the combination of Gao Yin, Hei Ningqi, and Zhuang Zhixuan. A real fight would only lead to further humiliation. Moreover, Zhen Yan Princess hadn’t made a move yet.

Gao Yin and Hei Ningqi stepped forward, seized FuE’s arms with force, and snapped them.

"Crack..."

The bones in both arms of Marquis FuE were brutally broken.

"Kneel down!" With a forceful move, Gao Yin pushed FuE back onto his knees on the ground.

Suo Lun stepped forward and asked: "Tell me, what reason drove you to follow Zhi Li to such a dark path?"

A cold sneer escaped FuE, but he remained silent.

Gao Yin and Hei Ningqi targeted FuE’s legs, stomping down ferociously.

"Crack..."

FuE’s leg bones were shattered, emitting a harrowing scream.

"Cripple his meridians and throw him into the sky prison!" commanded Suo Lun.

"Yes!" Gao Yin took out a dagger, cut the tendons in FuE’s hands and feet, and not merely severing them but pulling the tendons out and then cutting off half a foot’s length.

"Ah... Ah... Ah..." Marquis FuE let out a thunderous wail.

He had practiced for decades to achieve his current level of cultivation.

Broken bones in his limbs could heal, but once the meridians were severed, he was destined to become a cripple for life.

At this moment, Marquis FuE was filled with immense regret.

He indeed had his reasons for following Zhi Li down such a path, but with his distinguished status, he need not have taken such risks. He had assumed that, because of his grandfather’s identity, Suo Lun would not dare harm him, yet Suo Lun proved to be ruthlessly decisive.

"You still won’t speak?" Suo Lun nodded and asked, "Elder Gao, is FuE’s grandson Fu Qi in the royal city?"

"He is," replied Gao Yin, "but he ran away after hearing that Zhi Li was captured."

"Capture him and bring him back," Suo Lun ordered. "Later, throw both the grandfather and grandson into the sky prison. In the presence of FuE, cripple Fu Qi. Then we’ll see if Marquis FuE has anything to say to me."

At these words, FuE turned pale with shock, screaming hoarsely: "Suo Lun, you will not die a good death... not a good death... I’ll be watching you from the sky prison, and you will surely die before I do!"

With a wave of his hand, Suo Lun had Gao Yin escort FuE out of the palace and into the sky prison.

...

That very evening!

Suo Lun, accompanied by Zhi Ning and holding their baby, entered the Ziyu Palace at Purple Jade Mountain to see the King!

Commandery Princess Zhining remained silent throughout, and though she did not voice any opposition, her demeanor showed a certain resistance to the meeting.

The baby, however, forgetful as ever, had already put the terrifying experiences of the past few days behind him in less than a day.

Now, inside the palace, everything piqued his curiosity. His dark, wide eyes simply couldn’t take it all in, as he twisted his head one way and then another to look around.

"Uhm..."

"Ya ya..."

He could scarcely talk, only managing some yaya sounds, and simple cries of "Mama" and "Papa."

Held in Suo Lun’s arms, wriggling about, he didn’t settle for a minute.

Entering the inner chamber of Ziyu Palace, the King was drinking milk.

Nowadays, he could only eat liquid food mainly consisting of goat’s milk, rice gruel, and vegetable puree.

On seeing the baby, the King’s muddy and lusterless eyes suddenly lit up, and a hint of joy appeared on his withered face.

"Baby, call grandpa..." Suo Lun instructed.

"Yeye..." The baby cried out casually, then stared intently at the King with his large eyes.

The King extended his thin, emaciated hand.

Slightly timid, the baby glanced at his mother and then carefully extended his chubby little hand to grasp the King’s finger.

One hand was withered to the bone, extremely old.

The other hand was tender and chubby, incredibly cute and young.

A smile spread across the King’s face, wrinkles seemingly expounded.

Suo Lun knew what was on his mind; he might not be able to see Zhi Yan’s son, unable to wait for that day.

So, his consolation was meeting Zhi Ning’s son.

Then the King struggled to speak.

Elder Gao bent down once more, listening to the King’s words, then speaking on behalf of the King, asking, "Has the child been named?"

Suo Lun looked at Zhi Ning.

Princess Zhining shook her head, "Not yet."

The King thought for a moment, then spoke again.

After listening, Elder Gao spoke for the King, "He shall be named Zhi Yu!"

Zhi Yu, the name was not particularly outstanding, but it expressed the deep affection of the elder for the child, treating him as a precious treasure.

The baby’s chubby hand held onto King Quo Bian’s finger, joyfully playing, uttering cooing sounds.

The King’s gaze was warm and affectionate as he looked at the baby’s beautiful, delicate face, seemingly rejuvenated.

After a while, he looked up at Zhi Ning.

Commandery Princess Zhining looked down at the ground, silent.

The King spoke once again.

Elder Gao conveyed the King’s words: "Zhi Ning, I know that in your heart, you and Zhi Li have always hated me, but I want to tell you, I did not kill your parents."