Meanwhile, on the other side, Lu Li's body, which was lying on the bed, suddenly trembled violently.
Then he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up like a walking corpse.
His face was very pale, and even his lips were bloodless.
But his eyes were vacant, as if he had lost his soul.
"Life is fleeting..." he murmured to himself as he sped off toward the east.
His body emanated powerful internal energy, allowing him to walk on air. Wang Xu's eyes widened in disbelief. How was this possible? Walking on air was something even a Martial Venerable like himself couldn't do!
His figure swiftly traversed the heavens and earth, and he arrived at the East Sea in less than half a day.
As he stood in the vast East China Sea, gazing at the surging waves ahead, he murmured a few words again.
"Fleeting life..."
He stood there blankly in mid-air, seemingly searching for something.
Suddenly, a slight noise came from somewhere in the distance.
Lu Li's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly followed the sound, plunging headfirst into the sea.
When he arrived at the source of the noise, he was shocked to find Fusheng's figure, her clothes and hair stained with blood, a horrifying sight.
“Fusheng…” He hurriedly swam over and hugged her, only to find that she was barely breathing and about to die.
Lu Li carried her out of the sea and stopped in mid-air.
"No...no." Lu Li felt his head buzzing, as if it was about to explode.
"Wake up... wake up!" he screamed desperately, acting like a madman.
But Fusheng was already on the verge of death and couldn't hear what he was saying.
Lu Li still brought her back to shore, and he tried everything he could to bring her back to life.
Unfortunately, Fu Sheng was still on the verge of death, and even a Great Immortal could not save her.
“Fusheng…” Lu Li hugged the woman in his arms tightly, tears streaming down his face.
He picked up Lu Fusheng, took off, and flew towards Ghost Valley.
When Lu Li placed the unconscious Lu Fusheng in the room, his body seemed to be drained instantly, and he collapsed weakly to the ground.
Just then, Wang Xu appeared at the door.
"Save...save her." Lu Li said to Guiguzi before falling into unconsciousness again.
Wang Xu nodded, then flipped his wrist, revealing a pill in his palm.
This is a black pill with a faint wisp of purple aura swirling within it, making it quite eerie.
He crushed the pill, turning it into a stream of clear liquid that flowed into Lu Fusheng's body.
A moment later, Fusheng, who had been on the verge of death, finally resumed breathing, and his chest began to rise and fall slowly.
Wang Xu breathed a sigh of relief; her life was temporarily saved.
"Ancestor, how is Fusheng's health?" Chu Liu asked anxiously.
Wang Xu wiped his sweat and said, "For now, we can only save his life temporarily, but we have to make a choice. One, give up all your cultivation, and I can guarantee her life for ten years."
"Second, you will retain your current cultivation level, but you will only have one year of lifespan."
Chu Liu was stunned. He looked at Lu Fusheng, whose face was deathly pale, on the bed, and finally gritted his teeth and spat out three words: "The first one!"
Lu Fusheng's greatest wish is to be able to stay by Lu Li's side. Now that she can stay with him for another ten years, she will definitely choose the first option.
Wang Xu sighed and said, "Since that's the case, then I will now perform acupuncture and seal the acupoints for her. Please wait here."
"Okay," Chu Liu replied.
Although Lu Fusheng's condition had stabilized, she needed a long period of rest due to the great strain she had previously endured. So, Chu Liu took care of the two of them, waiting for them to wake up.
…………
Six months later, in Ying Zheng's carriage.
Zhao Gao is taking care of Ying Zheng, who is taking medicine. Recently, his condition has been getting worse, and he has to take medicine every day.
"Your Majesty, it's time to take your medicine."
Ying Zheng nodded, picked up the medicine bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and handed the bowl back to Zhao Gao.
He picked up another stack of memorials from the side and continued to review them.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Gao couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, please stop looking and take a rest."
Ying Zheng shook his head and continued flipping through the memorials: "I'm fine."
Just then, Ying Zheng's hand suddenly slipped, and the memorial fell to the floor.
He felt a sudden dizziness, and his whole body fell downwards, crashing to the ground.
"Ah! Your Majesty!" Zhao Gao hurriedly supported him, anxiously shouting, "Quick! Someone come here! His Majesty has fainted! Quickly, summon the imperial physician!"
Before long, the imperial physician rushed in.
Upon seeing the unconscious Ying Zheng, he frowned, then took out silver needles and inserted them into acupoints all over Ying Zheng's body.
"His Majesty's pulse is extremely weak; I'm afraid... he won't last more than five days," the imperial physician said in alarm, shaking his head.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Gao nearly fainted, but he knew he couldn't act rashly at this moment.
He calmed down and said, "I beg the imperial physicians to do their utmost to save His Majesty."
"This old minister understands."
Then, Zhao Gao sent someone to inform Li Si, while he personally guarded Ying Zheng's side.
Before long, Li Si also rushed over.
When Li Si saw Ying Zheng lying unconscious on the bed, his pupils contracted.
"What's wrong, Your Majesty?" Li Si asked hurriedly.
Zhao Gao remained silent for a moment before slowly saying, "His Majesty suddenly fainted while reviewing memorials. The imperial physicians did their best to save him, but it was no use..."
Upon hearing this, Li Si frowned deeply. He stepped forward and called out to Ying Zheng softly a few times, but there was no response.
Then, he reached out and touched Ying Zheng's nose. Upon feeling the faint breath, Li Dun immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
His expression was grave as he called Zhao Gao out of the carriage.
"Lord Zhao, did His Majesty say anything before he fell into a coma? For example, who should succeed him to the throne?" Li Si asked in a low voice.
Zhao Gao, his expression somber and his eyes filled with deep sorrow, said, "No, His Majesty did not say anything."
Li Si's eyes narrowed, and he said with some rapid breathing, "Lord Zhao, if something were to happen to His Majesty, who do you think would succeed to the throne?"
Li Si appeared to be asking Zhao Gao, but what he actually wanted was the opinion of the Guigu School of Diplomacy behind Zhao Gao.
"This...it should be Prince Fusu, right?" Zhao Gao hesitated for a long time before cautiously saying.
After all, Prince Fusu had a great reputation and enjoyed very high prestige among the people.
Li Si smiled and shook his head, saying, "Lord Zhao, if Prince Fusu succeeds to the throne, then Confucianism will become the dominant force in our Great Qin."
"At that time... how should the Legalists and the School of Diplomacy conduct themselves?"
Zhao Gao raised an eyebrow and fell into deep thought.
He didn't care who succeeded to the throne, but if it was Fusu, Confucianism might really flourish. Those Confucian scholars were always extremely arrogant, offending not only Ying Zheng but also Lu Li.
We must not allow Confucianism to become dominant!
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