Chapter 90 Trading Bone for Life
The old ancestor was determined to die.
Emperor Jiang recovered from the poisoning incident inexplicably last time.
Yan Kuo and Huang Yi both said that the poison of the Grief Grass could not be cured without treatment; once the poison entered the bone marrow, it was incurable by any medicine. The Emperor Zonghuang was the god of the ancestors, possessing the ability to defy fate. The only possibility was that he cured the Emperor Jiang of the poison.
The poison was detoxified, but not completely. Why was a little residual poison left to cause an attack?
Duan Jiuyou casually hooked the leisurely young master into his hand: "I'm not a very patient person, and I don't like guessing games. Either you tell me the truth, or I'll crush you into dregs."
The carefree young master showed no fear. "I'd long heard that Ancestor Ao Zong had a bad temper, and I thought he'd changed his ways. Crush me? If I'm destroyed, the Imperial Empire won't survive either. Don't you want to save him?"
Duan Jiuyou smiled and said, "He won't survive, but you don't want to die either, do you? You used your true body as medicine to accumulate merit and ascend to godhood. Let me see, your body is so thin and bony, you must have saved quite a few people. You've suffered so much, you don't want to fail at the last moment, do you? I gave you some face before, did you really think you could handle me?"
Duan Jiuyou flipped her palm over, conjuring a medicine furnace from her palm. She said, "Your body isn't very strong. Are you sure you can withstand the pain of this burning?"
A hint of panic flickered in the eyes of the leisurely young master, but he maintained a smile on his face.
"I don't believe you're willing to give up the imperial territory. My life is worthless; at worst, I can be reborn and still be a good pill thousands of years from now!"
"Pills?" Duan Jiuyou laughed at his naivety. "Look carefully, this is the ancient divine artifact, the Soul Burning Cauldron. Anything refined by its furnace fire will turn even divine artifacts like the Dragon Fang and the Heaven-Severing Sword into a pool of molten iron. You won't be reforged; you'll be reduced to ashes!"
The medicine furnace landed and instantly grew to the height of two people. The divine fire inside the furnace boiled, and the temperature was so high that it made the entire Wanshan Ridge seem to be engulfed in flames.
Duan Jiuyou carried Qingxian Gongzi as they approached the Soul Burning Cauldron. At the same time, intense flames were reflected in their eyes. Duan Jiuyou used his hand to control the top of the cauldron and raised the lid.
The carefree young master lost his composure before Duan Jiuyou, struggling to ask, "Do you really not want the life of the Imperial Army?"
"You should ask yourself that question: Do you want to live?"
Duan Jiuyou made a move to throw it, but the carefree young master cried out, "No, no, no! I'll talk! I'll talk, okay?!"
The hand that was gripping Feng Nanyu's front loosened, and Feng Nanyu collapsed to the ground. Little did Duan Jiuyou know that at that moment, he also breathed a huge sigh of relief.
She was actually more worried about him than Feng Nanyu about his fearlessness of death. Fortunately, he was someone who valued his life. If he were a tough guy, even if she couldn't get the reason out of him, she wouldn't have watched Di Jiang die.
Feng Nanyu said, "This is not poison, but a calamity. The Emperor did indeed cure him of the poison before, because his life was not meant to end there. However, even with the Emperor's power, this poison could not be completely cured. He calculated that this poison was a calamity in the Emperor's destiny, and no one else could cut it off. Only you can cure it."
I didn't mean to make things difficult by asking you for the Bone of Painlessness; it was Emperor Zong's order before he left. To save the Emperor, one must exchange a bone for a life. As for why it had to be the Bone of Painlessness, he didn't tell me, and I don't know the reason either.
You know that gods and lords are always unfathomable, and they always emphasize "enlightenment" in their words and deeds. He said that the poison of this wounded grass is not so much a calamity for the imperial realm as it is a calamity for you, and that you will definitely gain some enlightenment in the future.
"...That's all I know, I haven't hidden a single word!"
Seeing that Duan Jiuyou remained silent for a long time, Feng Nanyu asked in confusion, "If you really can't bear to part with this bone, then don't save him. Anyway, his lifespan is shorter than yours, and he will die sooner or later. If you save him now, he will eventually disappear from the world when his immortal lifespan is used up. You have lived for more than 70 million years and have never known what pain is. The war between Tiansheng and the Desolate Clan is imminent, and you will inevitably have to participate. If this divine bone is pulled out in advance, you will suffer a lot of pain. Even a cut on you will be a hundred times more painful than on others. It is really not a worthwhile deal."
"Buying or selling?"
Duan Jiuyou smiled and looked at the "sleeping" imperial territory.
She did indeed come with a transactional mindset at first; she helped him ascend to the throne, and he helped her end her divine life.
But from some point onward, she became increasingly controlling, inseparable from him. He went from being seen by her to being in her heart. She refused to resist, hesitated, and struggled.
Just as Feng Nanyu said: He will die sooner or later, but she will live forever. Once she decides to love him, she is destined to suffer the pain of losing her lover. She will be left behind and will live with the memories of him and her, clear-headed and longing.
But so what? Now he lies here, and if this moment is the end of his life, what she regrets most is that they loved each other deeply, but in the end they never even spent a single day together.
"Fortunately, there's still a chance." Duan Jiuyou murmured, feeling both relieved and helpless. Removing the bone must have been incredibly painful. If he knew, he would definitely call her stupid. She didn't want him to know that she had acted like a fool.
Thinking of this, Duan Jiuyou calmly instructed everyone present: "You must all keep quiet about what happened today. If anyone tells anyone, I will not let them off easily."
"Ancestor!!"
The disciples were greatly surprised and immediately understood their ancestor's decision.
They tried to stop him, but were repelled by a powerful beam of light. Duan Jiuyou formed hand seals and stood within the barrier.
A sudden mountain wind arose within Wanshan Ridge, and a beam of divine light rapidly descended from the sky above the barrier. The light was as sharp as a blade and pierced straight into Duan Jiuyou's body!
The pain began as soon as the bone was removed. She was fully conscious throughout, clearly feeling the flesh on her back being pierced and being pulled out of her body inch by inch.
She was in so much pain that she knelt down on the ground, clenching her fists tightly. Blood was gushing from her back, and her skin was torn open!
So this is what pain feels like. So this is how much it hurts.
She gritted her teeth and gave a powerful jolt! The image of the giant turtle suddenly appeared in the clouds, letting out a wild roar!
The divine bones fell to the ground, and Duan Jiuyou lay pale-faced in a pool of blood.
She sensed her disciples rushing towards her.
Hearing Feng Nanyu ask in confusion—
"If he were not the chosen one, would you still be willing to exchange this divine bone for his life?"
She found the question funny; if he hadn't brought it up, she would have forgotten the premise.
She saved him simply because he was who he was.
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Heavenly Realm, inside the Hall of Diligent Governance.
Bai Yanxing had been observing the wolf cub since yesterday. Its aura had weakened and was intermittent, indicating that the person who left their primordial spirit in the wolf cub was on the verge of death and their primordial spirit was about to be annihilated.
When and how did he discover that the wolf cub was not the same as the previous one?
It was quite a coincidence. Some time ago, an old immortal who was in charge of restoring ancient books sent me a copy of "Tan Yuan Shi Ze Lu". The book contained records of separating the primordial spirit and leaving its aura on another person to deceive the heavens.
This technique was passed down from the Great Wilderness God Clan and is specifically designed to counter the Dragon Clan's breath-detecting techniques. Only those with extremely high levels of skill can use it effectively.
The Great Wilderness God Clan possesses profound magical arts; besides the Imperial Realm, who else could it be?
Bai Yanxing had witnessed him being torn apart by Zhanlu's blade, and at that time he thought that perhaps this person had the ability to be reborn.
Di Jiang was too strong, and his death was too swift, which made people uneasy. But what he didn't expect was that Duan Jiuyou, who personally killed Di Jiang, would be connected with Di Jiang.
This empire was a gift from her to him. She had no ambition for the world; her only pleasure was suicide. She had lived enough and wanted to die every day. Was a person who wanted to die getting involved with the imperial court to help him rebel?
Why? What's the point?
If she thought Dijiang was a good ruler, why didn't she choose him to take the throne instead?
Bai Yanxing couldn't figure it out. When he couldn't figure it out, he followed the people and things that Duan Jiuyou had come into contact with before his two consecutive seclusions and pushed forward, all the way to Master Huang of Fuyu Mountain.
Someone has already been there; magical artifacts and goldwares are scattered all over the ground. Someone wanted to kill Little Master Huang, which means that Little Master Huang is the crux of the problem that led Duan Jiuyou to change his mind and choose to help the Imperial Frontier.
There was no body of Little Master Huang in the mountains; he had escaped. A large number of people were sent to search for him. Today, good news arrived: he had been found, but he had been stabbed in the chest, was lame in one leg, and his mouth was crooked.
He was unable to speak and lay weakly on a small couch on one side of the Hall of Diligent Governance. He wouldn't write anything when given paper and pen, and he wouldn't answer any questions.
The sage doctor said that Little Master Huang's injuries were not that serious. His crooked mouth was an old injury, probably a punishment for revealing heavenly secrets, and he was struck by lightning.
Bai Yanxing carried the wolf cub to the bed and sat down beside him.
"Leaking celestial secrets will be punished, as will talking nonsense. Did Master Huang make up some story to get money and deceive someone? I have all kinds of spiritual treasures and gold artifacts here. As long as you tell the truth, I can give you all of them."
Young Master Huang was fond of gold, silver, and jade artifacts, and Bai Yanxing, knowing his tastes, immediately ordered people to bring up ten boxes of spiritual treasures.
Little Master Huang shifted his gaze and looked over. He had an innocent and adorable face. After cultivating into human form, he was a round-headed, half-grown child. He stared longingly at the magical treasures, his expression conflicted.
Much later, she took Bai Yanxing's hand and wrote on his palm, stroke by stroke: "Give it all to me?"
Bai Yanxing said, "Of course, as long as you are telling the truth."
Little Master Huang looked around at Bai Yanxing again. Bai Yanxing understood what he meant and told him, "Liu Shi has run away."
To be precise, it was Xue Ciyi, the maternal uncle of Emperor Jiang, who quietly disappeared from the Hall of Diligent Governance after noticing the change in the wolf cub's aura.
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