Chapter 1731: Curing the Poison! (1/2)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

”Did the Zhao Clan Patriarch come?” Wang Chong asked.

”No!” a Xuanwu Army soldier declared. If the Zhao Clan patriarch had come, they would have been one of the first to know.

Wang Chong said nothing. There was no question that the Zhao Clan had thrown its lot in with the First Prince, and Zhao Fengchen had been the weight dragging them down.

When it came to the welfare of the clan, individual loss, even the loss of a life, was irrelevant. Such was the cruelty and callousness of the great clans!

”Don't be anxious. Now is not the time to talk about plum flower cakes, but to think of a way to save Zhao Fengchen!” Wang Chong said. Zhao Miqiu was the most innocent person in this entire incident, and now was not the time to blame her.

”Your Highness, how is our lord? Can he be saved?” a Xuanwu Army soldier asked.

”Your Highness, please, you must save Third Uncle!” Zhao Miqiu tearfully implored, prostrate on the ground.

Wang Chong said nothing as his mind rapidly worked. This poison was extremely strange. It was already absurd that it had been consumed in the morning and only begun to work now, and it was even stranger that the Origin Immortal Art was unable to nullify it. Moreover, while he had managed to protect the heart and vital organs, the ferocity of the poison was unabated.

If he couldn't solve this, Zhao Fengchen would still find it hard to avoid death. Zhao Fengchen was weakening by the second, and it didn't seem like he could last for long.

Let's see if that will work!

A thought suddenly occurred to Wang Chong, and he quickly communicated with the Stone of Destiny.

”Stone of Destiny, exchange for Blood Reformation!”

A moment later, Wang Chong heard the Stone of Destiny respond, ”Exchange successful!”

A vast energy flowed through Wang Chong's body and into Zhao Fengchen.

Before anyone could understand what was going on, there was a red flash of light in Zhao Fengchen's body, and then black dust began to burst out of his pores, pushed out by Wang Chong's Stellar Energy.

With the Blood Reformation power of the Stone of Destiny, Wang Chong had managed to stabilize Zhao Fengchen, but completely removing the poison was another matter entirely. The poison wasn't simply flowing through his blood. It had seeped into his nerves and his cells. However, the Blood Reformation had still been helpful in significantly reducing the poison.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Chong took out a white box. Within was a white pill the size of a pigeon egg, exuding a pure fragrance.

The Nine Revolutions Great Renewal Pill!

When Wang Chong first began to cultivate martial arts, he had obtained a great many pills from the alchemists of the Imperial Palace through Six-Fingered Zhang. Though he was a King and a Subtle realm martial artist, he still maintained his connection with the alchemists of the palace.

The Nine Revolutions Great Renewal Pill was a pill Wang Chong had obtained from a top-class alchemist.

This pill alone had cost Wang Chong one million taels of gold, and while it wasn't so impressive that it could revive the dead or regrow limbs, it would be extremely effective for Zhao Fengchen.

Once Zhao Fengchen swallowed the pill, his complexion immediately improved.

Whoosh!

After some time, Zhao Fengchen let out a breath of foul air and slowly awoke. While his aura was still weak, his injuries had been stabilized.

”Third Uncle, I'm sorry!”

Upon seeing Zhao Fengchen awake, Zhao Miqiu immediately began to weep, rushing into his chest as she sobbed.

”Little Qiu, your third uncle is fine. No one is blaming you for this!” Zhao Fengchen softly comforted.

Although he had been unconscious for some time and had no idea what had happened, the weeping Zhao Miqiu and the reactions of Wang Chong and the Xuanwu Army soldiers gave him a rough idea of what had transpired.

In the end, the welfare of the clan had overcome the well-being of the empire. This thought made Zhao Fengchen's eyes dim.

”Lord Zhao, are you okay?”

At this moment, the tapping of footsteps and a soft and surreptitious voice could be heard.

For some reason, everyone had a strange feeling like they had been stung by a scorpion when hearing this voice, and they couldn't help but shiver.

Swoosh!

A few moments later, the crowd parted, allowing a thin eunuch with sinister eyes to come through.

There was nothing astonishing about this old eunuch's face, but as he walked past, everyone couldn't help but back away in fear.

Even those hardy Xuanwu Army soldiers who had been tempered on the battlefield looked away and fell back when the eunuch glanced at them.

”Eunuch Yin!”