Chapter 142 Chapter 142 "...I'm afraid there will be worse later...
The accusation of the Western God King was heard.
Amidst the rapidly changing scenes on both sides, Jiu Zhao found himself staggering unconsciously and taking several steps back.
She didn't even know which of the two words, Yingluo's love or Yingluo's death, had a greater impact on her.
She opened her mouth and shifted her gaze from the Western Divine King in front of her to the distance behind her: "Where is Yingluo? Just let me take a look, just one look..."
As she spoke, she lifted her feet, trying to push through the crowd and walk to the cold jade bed.
The Western God King once again held out his hand to stop her in an offensive manner: "Your Highness, don't you understand what I mean?
"Okay, then I might as well explain it more clearly.
"For the entire day, A Luo lay on that cold jade bed, holding on for dear life, hoping to see you again.
"He never waited for you until the very end. Just now, he turned into pure air and returned to heaven and earth!"
Jiu Zhao shook his head decisively: "I don't believe it. Last time, I used my life feather to save him—"
There was a flicker of trapped animal emotion in her eyes, like a candle that refused to go out on a freezing winter night.
After refuting the Western God King's words one by one, she stubbornly raised her hands, trying to push away his body that was blocking her way. "I still have a life feather on my body. Please move aside. As long as I pull out this life feather, Yingluo will not die—move aside, don't stop me—"
During the struggle, the anger of the Western God King reached its peak.
He shouted angrily: "Enough, stop deceiving yourself!
"The Phoenix Clan's natal feathers can only be used in times of crisis if they are carried in advance. What's the point of saying this now?!"
Jiu Zhao was yelled at by him.
Before she could open her mouth, the Western God King's questioning came crashing down on her like a heavy rock rolling down a mountain, "How much more do you want to go on? Open your eyes and look at the current situation in Sanqing Heaven! The God Emperor is in a coma, and the entire immortal race needs a calm and composed crown prince to take charge!"
"Where do you find the time to deal with your own children's private affairs?
"If you want to be worthy of Yingluo's death in your place, you should cheer up and think carefully about how to reverse the decline!
"Otherwise, you will not only let Yingluo down, but you will also let many more people down."
The emotions accumulated to the extreme, and after venting, the Western God King's rationality gradually prevailed.
He suppressed the pain and disappointment in his eyes, and returned from being a father who lost his child to the role of an absolutely sober and important official of the immortal clan.
He ordered people to ask Jiu Zhao to leave.
He also informed them that until the turmoil in the Three Pure Heavens and the Burning Sea subsided, the overall situation should be prioritized.
Xihai will not hold a funeral for Yingluo.
…
Jiu Zhao returned to Lihentian in a daze.
As he walked from the entrance barrier to the gate, Zhu Ying, who had been waiting there, immediately came to greet him.
"Your Highness, an urgent memorial has arrived and requires your review!"
Jiu Zhao responded softly and took it from him.
Zhu Ying's eyes also shrank, and he said in a lost voice: "Your Highness, the wound on your knee has opened again——"
The elaborate formal dress she was wearing for the banquet had not yet been taken off, and as her feet moved, a bright red mark meandered down the fabric.
Zhu Ying waved his hand and called the maidservant waiting in the corridor: "I will ask someone to send for the doctor to treat you again."
The pain in his heart far outweighed the pain in his body. Jiu Zhao just glanced at it indifferently and quickened his pace. "It's okay, it's just a minor injury. I can heal it with a healing spell later. I need to go into the palace to handle some business. You guys stay outside and don't knock on the door or disturb me unless necessary."
He casually pulled off his belt and threw the sticky, blood-stained robe outside the door.
Jiu Zhao, wearing only a middle garment, closed the palace door and came to the desk with a thick stack of reports.
On the desk, in addition to the imperial edict in red ink, there was also a cup of refreshing tea that could calm the mind and relieve anxiety.
You can tell at first glance that it is Zhu Ying's work.
Jiu Zhao took the report on top, which symbolized the most urgent matter, and turned a page, forcing himself to concentrate.
Bitter, desolate, dejected...
All these emotions made her eyes lose focus.
Until now, Jiu Zhao still doesn't understand what went wrong that led to such a situation.
Blood relatives are poisoned and dying.
A friend was seriously injured and died.
The lover resolutely betrayed him.
Any one of them can make a person fall into despair and never recover.
But not only does she have to face a triple blow, but the current situation does not allow her to indulge in sadness.
Jiu Zhao couldn't think about these things.
Once a person is immersed in grief, it is difficult to concentrate on dealing with other things.
Her attention turned to the refreshing tea.
When she opened the lid, there was only translucent tea inside, and the bitter tea aroma lingered at her nose.
Jiu Zhao is a person who is afraid of hardship.
In the past, whenever she needed to make refreshing tea, she would ask someone to add nectar and milk to neutralize the bitter taste of the tea.
Preparing a cup of tea like this in advance doesn't seem like a mistake Zhu Ying would make.
Perhaps the entire Sanqing Heaven was in chaos and he forgot about it in his haste.
Or perhaps, he understood that at this moment, no amount of sweetness could cover up the bitterness in Jiu Zhao's heart.
Jiu Zhao picked up the teacup and wanted to drink, but he couldn't control his trembling fingertips.
In addition to the broken wound on her knee, there was also a hole in her palm where an ice spike had pierced it.
Although covered with new flesh and blood, the pain inside was still unbearable and I couldn't use any strength.
The more you try to maintain balance, the greater the shaking.
Jiu Zhao tried again and again until the wound on his palm split open and the teacup fell to the ground.
With a click.
The delicate patterns on the celadon were shattered.
The noise in the silence also disturbed Jiangyu, Xiangbi and Zhuying who were guarding outside the hall.
"No, I'm worried about His Highness. I want to go in and take a look."
Jiangyu was standing outside the eaves corridor, with Zhuying between them. She had to go around him before she could touch the palace door.
Without thinking, she muttered to herself and was about to take action.
Zhu Ying simply used her body to hold the closing door. "At this moment, His Highness needs to be alone and quiet. What can you say if you go in?"
"Are we just going to leave Her Highness alone in there?" Jiang Yu subconsciously raised her voice, but fearing Jiu Zhao would notice, she suddenly lowered her voice to a whisper only the three of them could hear. "Her Highness is so pitiful. She grew up carefree and happy. When has she ever suffered such a blow..."
Xiangbi was speechless.
There was also worry and pity in his pupils.
"Fen Yehai is so scheming and abominable!"
Jiang Yu was still shouting indignantly, "It was because the Emperor was too soft-hearted back then. If he had wiped out their entire clan, so many accidents wouldn't have happened!"
As a personal maid who has been with Jiuzhao for many years, Jiangyu does not have much brains and foresight, but she only has a sincere heart to offer to Jiuzhao.
In her eyes, the Burning Sea frequently launched wars and now plunged the Three Pure Heavens into turmoil. It was simply the source of all evil.
The correct approach is to completely eliminate it.
Zhu Ying, who knew the truth, fell silent.
After a moment, he opened his mouth slightly and said, "You two, go and guard the entrance to Lihentian. If there is any urgent military information, you can report it in time."
"temple--"
Jiangyu wanted to say something else, but Xiangbi beside her grabbed her sleeve tightly.
"Your Highness, please take care of this first. Jiangyu and I will be there soon."
After taking on the task, the two of them, one in front and one behind, walked away.
"Hey, why didn't you let me say--"
The wind was still mixed with Jiangyu's unclear mumbling.
Xiangbi's firm and clear voice overwhelmed her, "You must remember your status. This is not something we can interfere with. Your Highness is the Crown Prince of the Three Pure Ones, and has devoted himself to cultivation for many years. Even if he is sad, he will surely recover quickly. With her at the helm, we believe the storm will soon subside."
Zhu Ying listened quietly and attentively for a few seconds.
After their figures disappeared around the corner of the porch, Fang smiled bitterly and said, "...I'm afraid there will be worse things to come."
…
Just as Zhu Ying expected.
In the next few days, misfortunes happened one after another.
The Eastern God King's defection took away all the human gods in Dongyuan.
The situation in the north was even more difficult, as all the tribes ruled by the Northern God King rebelled.
Not only did they free and take away the Yuling Golden Immortal imprisoned in the Golden Prison, they also annihilated the Teng Snake Clan, who had been favored and supported by the God Emperor for many years. Only the Teng Snake Clan leader's son, Huaijiang Immortal Monarch, was escorted out of the northern border by his loyal guards and brought to Sanqing Heaven for resettlement.
Jiu Zhao sent several medical officers to take good care of this tragic young man who had suffered a serious injury before his coming-of-age ceremony.
He turned around and continued to closely monitor the battle situation.
Being attacked from both sides and well prepared, the immortal soldiers Fuxu hastily summoned found it difficult to attack or defend.
What’s more important is that they are like the worms in Sanqingtian’s stomach.
Jiu Zhao always held discussions late into the night to research and explore new tactics, but was soon easily defeated by the rebels.
defeat.
Defeat again.
Three defeats.
In the end, although Dongyuan was taken over by Fuxu with a surprise attack, the northern border was completely lost and fell into the hands of the Burning Sea.
Wu Shao calmly crossed the border and returned to his own territory.
It also expanded a large area.
Inside the Ziwei Palace, everyone had a gloomy look on their faces.
Anyone can see that the demons in the Three Pure Ones have not yet been eliminated.
The failure of the war was largely due to this.
But the rebels have already left, and the spies are still here, which means that the other party is hiding very deeply and will not be easily discovered.
The God King rebelled and the Three Pure Heavens fell apart.
People's hearts are already in danger. If Jiu Zhao rashly investigates and inquires, he is afraid that division and suspicion will arise again.
She had no idea what to do.
I'm so busy that I can't help but work all night.
After the meeting, he went to the palace to visit his father as usual.
Thanks to the continuous supply of divine power from the Southern God King, the God Emperor's poisoning symptoms were alleviated a lot.
But it's hard to wake up.
Jiu Zhao prays to the ancestor god every day, hoping that the father god can wake up and take control of the situation.
Only Xingyao and several medical immortals were present in the bedroom.
The poisoned were constantly changing, and they needed someone by their side. The Southern Divine King had to juggle government affairs with the Divine Emperor's treatment. Often feeling overwhelmed, Xing Yao volunteered to move from the Divine Doctor's Office to watch over the Divine Emperor day and night, analyzing the poison and researching treatments, all done at a desk in a corner of the bedroom.
Jiu Zhao sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the God Emperor's expression.
Seeing him calm with his eyes closed and his breathing steady, he turned around and thanked the short Medical Immortal who had come to greet him: "These past few days, I've been so grateful to you and the Southern Divine King."
"I am ashamed to accept this."
In times of crisis, neither of them was in the mood to joke or argue.
Xingyao's pale face was filled with guilt. "The Candle Dragon's poison is truly complex. It combines the swift fire poison of the Three Pure Ones and the gentle water poison of the Burning Sea Demon Dragon. Normally, when an offspring is born, they only inherit the characteristics of one of their parents, but this one has both. There's water in the fire, and fire in the water.
"When two poisons meet, their power doubles. It's really tricky."
"So, you're not sure when you can heal Father God and make him wake up, right?"
Jiu Zhao asked calmly.
Xing Yao didn't answer immediately. Meeting Jiu Zhao's gaze, she hesitated for a moment before saying, "Yes, I'm not sure... Perhaps, ever since Burning Sea conspired to poison the Emperor, they've determined that there's no antidote... Also, while injecting divine power can suppress the spread of the poison, there aren't many Supreme Gods in the Three Pure Heavens. If they were to take turns injecting large amounts of divine power back to the Emperor, their power would gradually deplete, leading to a drop in their divine realm.
"The battle with the Burning Sea will finally begin, and I don't know when. Continuing to waste the power of the Supreme Gods like this... is not a long-term solution."
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