Father, who is both a heir and a descendant, is still biased; the bound system has gone berserk.

Ying Hengzhi looked at Wulianhe's ambitious face and felt utterly disgusted.

She saw through the man's ambition and greed at a glance.

Or rather, they were the same kind of people; she was incredibly perceptive of her own kind.

"Brother Ba, how can I obtain his fortune without him noticing?" Ying Hengzhi asked in an icy tone.

System 008 said seriously: [Host, the most direct, effortless, and discreet way is to marry him.]

Ying Hengzhi's face looked as if she was about to swallow a dead fly.

As the witch doctor treated her leg injury, waves of excruciating pain made her face look ashen, like that of a dead person.

"My lord, my legs hurt so much..."

Her forehead was covered in cold sweat, her eyes were bloodshot, her face was deathly pale, and she looked so weak that she seemed like she would break at the slightest touch.

Ulianhe's eyes instantly flashed with the light of a wild beast swooping down on its prey; this was the chosen one.

He wanted to become the man who would rule the world, and the chosen woman naturally had to become his woman.

The witch doctor who was treating Ying Hengzhi's leg injury couldn't help but glance at her. Was this the chosen one?

Why did he feel like he was just like the women vying for favor in the Left Envoy's backyard?

The witch doctor frowned.

Ulianhe then asked, "Ana, the witch doctor, how is the chosen one's leg injury? How long will it take to heal?"

The witch doctor's expression was solemn. He said, "Lord Left Envoy, please come outside to talk."

Wu Lianhe's expression changed. It was just a leg injury; why did he have to go outside to talk about it?

He had a vague sense of foreboding.

Ying Hengzhi's expression also changed. Could it be that her leg was beyond cure?

With a sullen face, Wulianhe went to the outer room with the witch doctor.

He looked at the witch doctor with a serious expression and asked, "Witch doctor, is the chosen one's leg injury difficult to heal?"

The witch doctor nodded and said, "Your Excellency, please forgive my lack of knowledge, but the chosen one's leg injury is too severe. The key issue is that she did not receive timely treatment, and it has been delayed until today, at which point it is beyond saving."

"My abilities are limited to saving the chosen one's life. From now on, she will likely be confined to a wheelchair."

Ulianhe's expression was rather grim. "Isn't she the chosen one? There must be a way, witch doctor. Are you sure you can't cure her?"

The witch doctor shook his head helplessly, "I am incompetent. Please, Lord Left Envoy, find someone more capable."

"Alright, I understand." Wulianhe could only accept this reality.

The witch doctor left carrying his medicine chest.

One of Wu Lianhe's subordinates, a member of the Wu clan, approached.

"Master, the chosen one is destined for greatness. Even if her leg cannot be healed now, she may still have opportunities in the future."

This member of the U clan was named Utuya, and was the brother of Utusu.

Ulianhe's expression was somber. "It's not important."

Utuya was taken aback.

After a moment, he understood what Wulianhe meant. The patriarch meant that it didn't matter whether the chosen woman's legs could be healed or not.

The important thing is that the chosen one can be used by them.

Utuya thought about it carefully and realized that this was indeed the case.

Wulianhe's eyes flickered, and after a moment he looked at Wutuya and said, "I'm afraid your brother Wutusu can't be saved. Beixuan won't release him."

Utuya's expression changed slightly. After a moment, he lowered his head and said, "Patriarch, everything should be for the greater good. If we can't save him, then it's my brother's fate."

Wulianhe stared at him for a moment, then sighed and said, "After I take over the position of the Ancestor of the Witches, I will definitely make amends to your lineage."

"Thank you, Left Envoy!" Utuya bowed, his posture one of submission.

The next day, the Crown Prince, in his capacity as an envoy from Beixuan, sent Lan Yanxuanfeng and the others to the gallows.

This is where the Southern Barbarians punish those who commit heinous crimes.

When Lan Yan and the others stepped onto the gallows, their faces were filled with disbelief.

They were actually used as pawns by Wulianhe!

On the high platform, the Crown Prince, Ying Yufu, Wulianhe, and others sat, looking down at the group of people on the execution ground.

The surrounding area was filled with onlookers, mostly from the southern barbarians.

The people were abuzz with discussion, all curious about what crime Lan Yan and the others had committed.

Some well-informed sources also mentioned the Nine-Headed Gu and Yunzhou.

Then Wu Lianhe said, "Lan Yan, Xuan Feng, you two, as the high priests of my Southern Barbarians, actually knowingly committed crimes, secretly refining the Nine-Headed Gu, and harming the people of Yunzhou. Your crimes are unforgivable."

Fortunately, the Crown Prince of Beixuan discovered your scheme and brought you to justice.

Lan Yan and the others' eyes widened in surprise.

Uliankh actually wanted to make them scapegoats.

Seeing the shock on their faces, Wulianhe stepped down from the platform and stood before them, his eyes sharp and threatening as he spoke:

"High Priest Lan Yan, High Priest Xuan Feng, if you keep your mouths shut, I will surely ensure the prosperity of your families after I take over the position of the Witch Ancestor."

But if you can't control your mouths and spout nonsense, then I will surely wipe out your entire family.

The resentment in Lan Yan's eyes gradually turned into a deathly resignation.

Wulianhe looked at Xuanfeng and said, "High Priest Xuanfeng, after I become the Ancestor of Witches, the chosen one will be my Great Witch Consort, whose status will surpass that of my original wife."

Furthermore, I promise you that the second son born to the chosen woman will bear the surname Xuan.

Xuanfeng's originally unwilling expression completely calmed down after hearing this.

"Thank you, Left Envoy. I hope you will not forget what you said today."

"How could that be? You are all meritorious officials, how could I possibly mistreat them?"

Wu Lianhe thought his words were very discreet, but in reality, Ying Yufu on the high platform heard them clearly.

"How shameless." Ying Yufu sneered.

Wu Lianhe returned to the high platform with a smile, but with a regretful expression, he said, "His Highness the Crown Prince of Beixuan, Princess Anguo, High Priest Lanyan, and others have confessed to their crimes without reservation."

This envoy truly cannot believe that they are so utterly foolish.

The crown prince said calmly, "Is that so? Then proceed with the execution."

Wulianhe stared intently at the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince of Beixuan was showing such disrespect to the Southern Barbarians, so easily uttering the words "execution."

A cold smile curled at the corner of Wulianhe's lips as he turned and said, "Fine..."

"Report—Lord Left Envoy, something terrible has happened! The Ancestor of Witchcraft has departed."

A witch guard rushed over and shouted loudly.

"What?" Wu Lianhe's face was immediately filled with shock.

Ying Yufu and the Crown Prince were also slightly taken aback. The Southern Barbarian Witch Ancestor had passed away at this time.

With the passing of the ancestral shaman, the execution naturally had to be postponed.

Wu Lianhe turned around and looked at the Crown Prince and Ying Yufu with a troubled expression. "Your Highness Crown Prince of Beixuan, I am truly sorry, but we are afraid we cannot carry out the execution for the time being. According to the rules of the Southern Barbarians, killing must be prohibited for one hundred days after the death of the Witch Ancestor."

Even though Lan Yan and the others have committed heinous crimes and are undoubtedly doomed to die, and the rule of not killing for a hundred days doesn't apply, at this moment, there's probably no time to deal with them.

The Crown Prince said, "I understand. Your servants may go about their business."

"Thank you, Your Highness Crown Prince of Beixuan. I will certainly give Beixuan an explanation."

After saying that, he led his men hurriedly toward the Temple of the Witch Ancestor.