"That's right. The young master has been too troublesome. He is unruly and a bother for the Hell Master. Best to shut him up and let him repent. Perhaps that will make him more mature," a beautiful woman beside the Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord said.

Although the other ghostly kings were in no position to speak, no one was inclined to stand up for Wu Yu. Besides, when the Chakravarti Ghostly King's ire was roused, he would not relent.

If he was to be sealed up for 10,000 years, that would be trouble. By the time he was out, the world would already be a different place.

And so he said, "No! I was not causing trouble! I saw that Father had been worried about the Chakravarti-raja Star recently, and wanted to share the burden and do what I could. I had no intention of causing trouble. I've thought things through. I want to change, and I hope Father will give me a chance!"

He said sincerely.

But after hearing this, all the ghostly kings burst into laughter.

And it was uproarious, hysterical laughter. An insult.

Even the Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord shook with laughter, her tears leaking out.

Pa!

Another slap.

The Chakravarti Ghostly King was beside himself with rage. He was frustrated at having such a son. He raged, "Do I need your help? Do I need you to share my burden? I'd thank the heavens themselves if you could just behave and not be a disgrace! Get your ass back home immediately! 10,000 years! Not a single day are you allowed to step outside of the Tianyi White Residence. Otherwise, it will be 20,000 years! 30,000 years, even!"

Hearing this, the Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord smiled smugly. She batted her eyes condescendingly at Wu Yu, jeering at him. Of course, she was directing it to the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord.

Wu Yu knew that this would not do. He feigned rage, and asserted, "No! This is not fair! Father, why can the Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord follow by your side and be your strength, but I cannot share your burdens!? This is not fair! How am I any less than the Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord? Called a genius, but her cultivation level is the same as mine, isn't it! This isn't fair, you're biased!"

He was not the real the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord, and so he could afford to do as he pleased.

The White-Eyed Ghostly Lord would not dare to directly call the Chakravarti Ghostly King biased.

Even the 10,000 Bones Ghostly King and the Amethyst Soul Ghostly King were frightened out of their skins, and hurriedly hushed Wu Yu.

"NO! I don't accept it! Why!?" Wu Yu turned to confront the Chakravarti Ghostly King again. He continued, "I am your son, and I want to do my best as well. I want to be treated the same way. Have I erred?"

The Chakravarti Ghostly King was a little taken aback, never expecting such words to come out of his son’s mouth.

But it was the Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord who could not bear it. She was not willing to have her father accused of favoritism towards her. After all, she and the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord had the same father but different mothers. The White-Eyed Ghostly Lord's mother had died early, while her own mother was still doted on by the Chakravarti Ghostly King.

She gave a cold sneer. "My good brother, it is not Father that is biased, but that you are worthless. You're two yuan older than I am, but at the same cultivation level. Aren't you embarrassed? When I am your age, I will long be a ghostly king. Go think about that. Besides bullying the weak, killing, and plundering, what have you done in all these years? Befitting of the Hell Master's son? Would Father lock you up for 10,000 years if he were not disappointed in you? Besides, you are weaker than me now. You don't deserve Father's respect at all!"

Wu Yu sneered in return. "One failure does not equate an eternity of failure. Before, I had not thought things through. But from today onwards, I will leave you far behind!"

The Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord snorted. "You think you are stronger than me now? What daydream are you in?!"

"Shut up, all of you!" the Chakravarti Ghostly King ordered tersely. He glared at the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord. "You don't accept this? You even dare to defy my orders?"

Wu Yu clenched his teeth. "I do not dare to disobey Father's command. But I am not weaker than the Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord!"

It was the Chakravarti Ghostly King who laughed coldly now. "Very well. Since you don't believe it, then I will give you a chance. You fight the Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord again. If you win, I'll let you follow me and treat you the same way as the Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord. If you lose, you will be sealed for 50,000 years. You will not be allowed outside the Tianyi White Residence even once! Do you dare?"

Everyone felt that the Chakravarti Ghostly King was being very harsh. From 10,000 years to 50,000 years. That was a dreadfully long time. One could easily go insane from being cooped up in one place for so long. It seemed like the Chakravarti Ghostly King was really angry today. After all, Wu Yu had even dared to contradict him. That had made him more disappointed than anything else.

After hearing this, the Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord laughed. The more their father hated the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord, the happier she was. And now from 10,000 years to 50,000 years. She could want nothing less. 50,000 years was enough for her to pull away from him. She could even become a ghostly king, while Wu Yu would still be a ghostly lord. He would be a laughing stock.

The Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord said coyly, "My good brother, you wouldn't dare to back down, would you? Are you afraid to lose to your little sister again?"

Wu Yu had been waiting for this chance. After "struggling" and "hesitating" for a while, he winced. "Alright! Today, I will show you my prowess!"

"I've already seen your prowess. Doesn't it involve a lot of kneeling and begging for mercy? Any new tricks today? I've thought of one. Be like a puppy. Run a few circles before me, yap, and then pee on the ground. I'll show you mercy then," the Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord tittered.

"Keke!" Wu Yu said no more, but pulled out the Lasting Blood Banner.

The ghostly kings were all frowning.

"The White-Eyed Ghostly Lord has only been cultivating by accumulating vengeful spirits. He has never shown real thought. No wonder he isn't improving," the ghostly kings all thought to themselves.

The Chakravarti Ghostly King's face was stern. They opened a space for them to fight. He was already incredibly disappointed in his son, but he was still his son after all. He had never truly punished him before, but hoped that he would spend the 50,000 years reflecting on himself!

"Young Master...." The two ghostly kings had not expected things to escalate this way, and were feeling embarrassed.

"Out of the way." Before Wu Yu said anything, it was the Chakravarti Ghostly King who delivered sharp admonishment to the two, who could do nothing but back down, creating a fighting space where only Wu Yu and the Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord were left.

"Hmph. Trash." The Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord sneered at Wu Yu, pulling out a purple longsword. It was like a constellation in her hand, a magical enigma, gleaming cold and keen in her hand. It looked much more deadly than the Lasting Blood Banner in Wu Yu's hands.

"Amethyst Hell Shadowy God Starry Sword." Of course, Wu Yu recognized this great void immortal treasure. Truthfully, it was of a better grade than Wu Yu's Lasting Blood Banner, and especially pure. Compared to Wu Yu's Lasting Blood Banner, it was purer and keener. For elite ghostly immortals, a purer weapon often implied greater killing power.

"This bugger's a nasty piece of work," Wu Yu thought. The White-Eyed Ghostly Lord might be a real villain outside, but in the house, he was completely dominated by his sister, without even a shred of dignity. All he could do usually was fantasize about dominating his sister, to ease the hatred in his heart. If the Chakravarti Ghostly King knew that he had such wayward thoughts, he would have carved him up into pieces long ago.

Hu!

The Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord did not have infinite time to waste on him. She attacked with the Amethyst Hell Shadowy God Starry Sword in hand. The great void immortal treasure was imbued with the Astral Hell’s heavenly rule power. The sword could call forth an Astral Hell prison with the power of the star’s heavenly rule. Within the Astral Hell prison, countless sword qi would ricochet madly. It felt like the entire world had been encapsulated within the Astral Hell prison, and the stars themselves were under her control. Wu Yu felt the powerful subjugation of the heavenly rule's power.

BOOM!

He could only wave the Lasting Blood Banner, using the Lasting Blood heavenly rule's withering power to counter the Astral Hell heavenly rule! Wu Yu's heavenly rule was one of a barren, deserted air of death. In contrast, the Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord's heavenly rule was keen and robust, a substantial entity of power. The two were not that far apart in strength!

However, Wu Yu was not able to reveal his own mystiques before all of them. Therefore, he was limited, and this opponent was a tough fight! However, he still had his Realm of the Physical Body power, and in terms of autonomous realm power, Wu Yu surpassed the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord. His physical strength and defenses were also superior!

Bang, bang, bang!

Within the magma, Wu Yu was less affected by the heat. He clashed against the Amethyst Hell Shadowy God Starry Sword with his Lasting Blood Banner!

The Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord's Immortal Lord Realm techniques were all especially powerful, and her Heaven Dao Mystiques were decent as well. The White-Eyed Ghostly Lord's mystiques were more or less the same as hers, and so there was no great threat here. In terms of Immortal Lord Realm techniques, hers were a bit stronger, her talent coming to bear. But Wu Yu had the edge in stamina - he could fight for a long time!

"Desolation! Blood, fill the skies!"

Charging his spear with his power, the blood qi formed a long stream that blasted out. To the spectators' disbelief, Wu Yu suddenly fought with tenacity and courage, his body suddenly looking powerful!

"Break!"

The Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord hastily dissipated Wu Yu's attack, but she was unsettled.

"It's the same attack, but he seems different! But what is different? Is he stronger?" She could not place it. It seemed like he had not gotten stronger, and yet he was more terrifying now. After clashing many times, the Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord realized that his will was different. There was a ferocious battle will that had been absent before!

"Has he really changed? Or is he desperate? Of course he's desperate. 50,000 years! This is his chance to get out of it!"

The Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord naturally did not want to give him an easy way out. She gritted her teeth and weaved her Astral Hell heavenly rule in many different patterns. She trapped Wu Yu within Astral Hell prison after prison, again battering him until she held the upper hand. But it was difficult to keep Wu Yu down!

"I won't accept it! 50,000 years! I don't have that time to waste. I will prove myself! Just watch me! Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord!" Wu Yu swore dementedly. He charged through the Astral Hell heavenly rule in a suicidal move. He was seriously injured, but he appeared before her!

Smash!

His prodigious physical power was completely autonomous realm power. Others could not see it, but in Wu Yu's hands, it broke through his opponent's heavenly rule!

BOOM!

To the Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord's shock, she was sent flying by Wu Yu's Lasting Blood Banner. The flag curled back, trussing her up like a dumpling! [1]

1. Not a potsticker (餃子) but a glutinous rice dumpling (粽子), usually wrapped in leaves.