The tyrannical father was so intimidated when his own daughter was found during the raid.

Inside the majestic black hall of the Netherworld Cult's headquarters.

The atmosphere at this moment was extremely heavy and oppressive.

Outside the main hall, the torches of 100,000 troops turned the night sky of the Great Yan capital blood red, and the booming sound of war drums could even penetrate the thick stone walls, making people's eardrums hurt.

All the high-ranking members, protectors, and altar masters of the cult gathered in the main hall with panicked expressions.

With the army pressing in, and all escape routes to the main altar completely blocked by boulders, it had become a death trap.

At this critical juncture of panic and life-or-death crisis, Ye Honglian, the cult leader dressed in blood-red robes, finally appeared.

She stepped onto the cold basalt steps, ascending step by step to the lofty throne of the cult leader.

There was no panic on that stunningly beautiful face, only a chilling composure and an overwhelming sense of power.

Ye Honglian glanced at the crowd below, each with their own thoughts, her cold voice echoing coldly in the empty hall.

"With a formidable enemy at hand, I will not waste words."

"In order to strengthen the defense of the main altar and unify command to resist foreign enemies, I hereby announce one thing."

"From this moment forward, the Divine Cult will officially incorporate the Science Cultivation Hall across the street, and all of its resources will be transferred to the main altar."

These words immediately caused an uproar below, with everyone exchanging bewildered glances.

Everyone knows that the clinic across the street is their mortal enemy, who just humiliated their cult during the day!

Why did they suddenly announce their intention to take over in the middle of the night without any warning?

Before the crowd below could raise any objections, the side door at the back of the hall was pushed open, and two figures swaggered out, attracting everyone's attention.

Walking in front was a tall, imposing man with a terrifying aura.

However, the man's attire almost blinded the entire congregation on the spot.

Su Zhen, the ruthless and merciless ruler of the Great Yuan Kingdom.

At this moment, he was forced to take off his iconic expensive mink coat!

He changed into a gaudy, light silk robe embroidered with large golden peonies!

The collar of the robe was deliberately opened quite low, revealing a large expanse of a strong, muscular, wheat-colored chest.

He was dressed exactly like a frivolous male prostitute in a brothel who made his living by his looks.

Su Zhen's originally dignified and cold face was now as black as the bottom of a pot that had been burning for ten years.

The veins on his forehead bulged and throbbed, and his entire body exuded a terrifying killing intent that seemed to freeze into ice.

If it weren't for cooperating with his beloved wife's plan, he, the dignified Emperor of Dayuan, would rather die than wear such indecent rags!

Ye Honglian sat lazily on the throne, barely suppressing the urge to grin wildly from her lips.

She stretched out her fair, jade-like hand, clad in silver armor, and pointed with an air of domineering authority at her tyrannical father, whose face was filled with murderous intent.

The man's new identity was solemnly introduced to the entire congregation.

"Let me introduce you to my new favorite male concubine this evening."

"She's reasonably good-looking and serves people quite well; I like her very much."

The moment the words "male concubine" were uttered, the entire hall fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone in the room gasped, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

My Lord, what time is it?! A hundred thousand troops are setting up cannons right outside the city gates!

You actually have the leisure to keep male lovers here?!

Moreover, you call this living Yama, whose eyes can kill and whose body is emanating black energy, a "male concubine"?

Whose male concubine looks so terrifying and deadly!

This isn't someone who's here to serve someone and warm their bed; this is clearly someone who's here to slaughter the whole family!

Before anyone could even recover from the absurd shock,

Ye Honglian's finger tilted slightly, pointing to a child standing next to Su Zhen.

Su Yaoyao was wearing a fluffy pink bunny pajama set, completely at ease.

She walked directly to the most conspicuous spot in the main hall and sat down comfortably on the grand master's chair.

She was also holding a handful of spiced melon seeds that she had taken out of her spatial storage, and she was casually cracking them open.

Ye Honglian remained expressionless and continued to drop bombshells.

"This girl is my illegitimate daughter who was lost many years ago."

"That is, the future young master of our Netherworld God Cult."

"To show her sincerity, she brought all the gold and silver treasures from the clinic across the street into the group and presented them all."

"From today onwards, she will be in charge of all finances and expenditures of our cult."

The believers in the main hall were so shocked that they were completely numb and forgot to breathe.

An illegitimate daughter? Bringing her own investment to the project? Suddenly parachuting in to take over the cult's financial power?!

This mother and daughter are practically treating the cult like their own backyard!

This blatant placement of cronies is a million times more outrageous than bandits openly robbing people!

Sitting in the armchair, Su Yaoyao very cooperatively spat out the sunflower seed shell in her mouth.

She waved her chubby little hand enthusiastically to the stunned crowd below.

"Hello everyone, nice to meet you all. I hope you will take good care of me in the future."

"From now on, all the church's accounts will have to go through my golden abacus. If the accounts are not correct, I'll chop off your hand!"

The little dumpling smiled as it spoke the most bloody and cruel words.

His arrogant and domineering arrogance is exactly the same as Ye Honglian on the throne, without any difference.

To make this absurd drama more convincing, Ye Honglian glanced sideways at Su Zhen standing next to her.

"What are you standing there for? Have you no manners at all? Hurry up and serve me tea and water!"

The once mighty tyrant of the Great Abyss Kingdom took a deep breath of the cold air.

He frantically repeated to himself a hundred times, "This is my own wife, I can't hit her, this is my own wife, I can't hit her."

Then, under the horrified gazes of the entire congregation, as if they had seen a ghost,

With a dark expression, Su Zhen picked up the mahogany tea tray from the low table next to him.

With a gait that seemed to carry him to the point of slowly tearing everyone to pieces, he walked menacingly to Ye Honglian's side.

His movements were as stiff as a piece of wood as he picked up the teacup and handed it heavily to Ye Honglian.

The deep, suppressed voice, as if squeezed out from the deepest hell, resounded in the hall.

"Master, please have some tea."

Every syllable carried a chilling killing intent that sent shivers down one's spine.

The protectors and hall masters standing below felt their legs go weak and they couldn't even breathe because of the terrifyingly low pressure.

This isn't a male concubine serving tea; it's clearly Death delivering deadly poison!

However, amidst the deathly silence and endless fear.

The high priest of the religion, who had been standing at the very front of the crowd, suddenly flashed a burst of wild joy in his murky, sinister old eyes.

He had been waiting for this perfect opportunity for far too long!

He had long wanted to find a legitimate excuse to remove Ye Honglian and take full control of the Netherworld Cult.

Now that an army of 100,000 has besieged the city, the followers are already filled with fear and their morale is low.

Now, at this critical juncture of life and death, Ye Honglian has openly brought in a male concubine of unknown origin and an illegitimate daughter, and even attempted to seize power.

It's like God handed him a knife!

The high priest stepped out of the ranks and stood menacingly in the center of the hall.

He held the skull staff, which represented divine authority, high in his hand, pointing it directly at Ye Honglian on the throne.

"Absurd! This is utterly ridiculous!"

The high priest's voice, loud and clear as a bell, broke the deathly oppressive atmosphere in the hall.

His face was full of righteous indignation as he jumped up and down, cursing loudly.

"A formidable enemy is at hand! The Regent's army of 100,000 is about to raze our headquarters to the ground!"

"As the leader of a religion, instead of devising a strategy to repel the enemy, you are here indulging in lewdness in broad daylight!"

"Her private life was utterly depraved; she was unfaithful and openly brought her lover and their illegitimate child into the sacred hall!"

The high priest's saliva splattered everywhere, as if he had transformed into the most righteous messenger in the world.

"You shameless harlot, you have utterly defiled the divine majesty of the God of the Underworld!"

"You are completely unfit to sit in this position of leader and rule us!"

This outrageous and defiant outburst ignited the tense atmosphere in the room.

Those traitors who had long been secretly bribed by the high priest immediately echoed his sentiments.

The situation inside the main hall became tense, on the verge of exploding.

The high priest, seeing that the time was right and the fire was burning, turned around.

He raised his arm and rallied the bewildered congregation, loudly stirring up their emotions.

"Dear believers! God will never protect a leader who has been so severely defiled!"

"For the survival of our cult, and to wash away the utter disgrace this witch has brought upon us!"

The high priest waved his hand with an air of righteous indignation, a ruthless killing intent flashing in his eyes.

A trusted aide who was already prepared immediately stepped forward with a tray.

The tray was completely covered with a glaring red cloth.

The high priest stared intently at Ye Honglian on the high platform with a sinister gaze.

"If the cult leader wishes to prove his innocence, he must demonstrate that he has not been abandoned by the great god!"

"Please drink this bowl of holy water from the gods in public!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the high priest ripped off the red cloth on the tray.

A bowl of liquid emitting an eerie, dark green glow appeared before everyone's eyes.