Chapter 129: Chapter 129: Qian Renxue’s Frustration
Chapter 129: Qian Renxue's Frustration
Qian Renxue's internal struggle was something Sun Zhongjing was completely unaware of. At this moment, he was fully focused on extracting the poison from Emperor Xue Ye. After all, removing all traces of poison without harming his frail body was no easy task.
Due to years of chronic poisoning, Xue Ye's body was now as weak as that of a centenarian. If he weren't a soul master, he would have already died long ago.
What made things worse was that, over time, the poison had integrated so deeply into his body that it had actually become a part of his bodily functions. It was no longer just a toxin it was keeping him alive.
Sun Zhongjing's task wasn't as simple as just extracting the poison. He also had to recalibrate the emperor's bodily functions, compensating for the loss of those toxic elements by redistributing other parts of his body's strength essentially, robbing Peter to pay Paul.
Of course, at this world's level of medical knowledge, no one would ever understand what he was doing. Nor would they notice how half hearted his efforts really were.
If Sun Zhongjing truly wanted to cure Emperor Xue Ye, he could have used his Plague God powers to transform the poison into beneficial symbiotic bacteria, similar to the natural flora within the human body.
Instead of harming him, the poison would have been repurposed to strengthen his body.
But Sun Zhongjing couldn't be bothered.
And beyond that, he had no fondness for feudal emperors to begin with.
So he simply did the bare minimum a little body adjustment, a little energy balancing just enough to give the illusion of proper treatment.
Not like they could tell the difference anyway.
To the outside world, however…
Emperor Xue Ye floated in mid air, his body radiating a soft white light, while Sun Zhongjing's expression remained solemn and focused. His hands moved through the air, releasing wisps of gray mist that seeped into the emperor's body, making it seem like he was performing some incredibly delicate operation.
Gradually, the emperor's pale, sickly complexion grew rosier, and his weak, fragile aura grew stronger…
Then, with a light shout, Sun Zhongjing clapped his hands in the air
BANG!
A sound like a popping balloon echoed through the chamber.
From Emperor Xue Ye's chest, a swirling cloud of multicolored smoke burst forth.
As the strange smoke flowed out, Xue Ye let out a deep, long breath, his face filled with pure relief
It was as if years of accumulated toxins had finally been expelled from his body.
The colorful mist, possessing a strange intelligence, gathered itself into a small sphere, about the size of a fist.
Then, as if guided by an invisible force, it slowly drifted toward Sun Zhongjing's open palm.
As the nine blood red soul rings surrounding him vanished, returning him to his usual plain appearance, he closed his fingers
With a soft puff, the toxic mist dispersed completely.
No one knew whether he absorbed it into his body or simply destroyed it.
At the same time, Emperor Xue Ye gently descended back onto his luxurious bed.
His breathing was steady, his complexion radiant.
The sickly, withered man from before was gone, replaced by someone healthy and full of vigor.
Slowly, he opened his eyes.
For the first time in years, he felt truly alive.
Not only could he breathe freely, but even the air itself felt fresher, sweeter.
With a sudden burst of energy, he sat up straight in bed.
"This feeling… I've broken through to level 70?!"
Xue Ye's face lit up with joy.
He felt lighter, as if he had shed decades of fatigue.
But most importantly, he could feel his soul power had broken through something he had been unable to achieve for over ten years.
For years, he had been stuck at rank 69, unable to take that final step to Soul Sage due to his limited talent. No matter what he tried, he simply couldn't break through.
He had long accepted that he would never reach Soul Sage in his lifetime.
But now…
With just a single detoxification treatment…
He had finally stepped into the realm of high ranking soul masters!
"Your Majesty, congratulations."
Sun Zhongjing smiled knowingly as he watched Xue Ye's stunned expression.
He, of course, understood exactly why the emperor had broken through.
The blockage in Xue Ye's meridians and acupoints had been preventing his soul power from circulating properly, making advancement impossible.
During the detox process, Sun Zhongjing had cleared those blockages, making the breakthrough effortless.
But that was all.
This didn't make Xue Ye a genius.
Soul Sage would be his absolute limit.
Unless he obtained a rare immortal herb or acquired a high grade spirit bone that perfectly matched his martial soul, there was no way for him to break past his natural limitations.
Moreover, thanks to Sun Zhongjing's half hearted treatment, Xue Ye's lifespan had been drastically shortened.
Originally, based on his condition, he could have lived until about 96 years old.
Now?
He wouldn't even reach his early 70s before suddenly deteriorating and dying.
Unless he miraculously became a Titled Douluo, which was impossible.
"It is I who must thank you, Your Eminence!"
Finally recovering from his shock, Xue Ye stood up from the bed, then bowed deeply toward Sun Zhongjing.
Sun Zhongjing did not move, calmly accepting the bow.
After all, even though his treatment had been half hearted, without his help, Xue Ye wouldn't have lived another three months.
At the very least, in this aspect, his conscience was clear.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! What a joyous occasion!"
The nobleman beside them hurriedly offered his praises.
"Congratulations, Father. Your wish has been fulfilled."
Qian Renxue, masking her emotions, followed suit with a smile.
But deep inside…
She was troubled.
No… more than troubled.
She was scared.
She couldn't shake the terrifying feeling that this half step god standing before her had already seen through her disguise.
That he knew she was not Xue Qinghe.
But for some unknown reason, he wasn't exposing her.
This uncertainty unsettled her deeply.
For the first time, Qian Renxue felt like she had lost control of the situation.
And she hated it.
(End of Chapter)
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