Chapter 86 "Nine Ranks of Purple Grass"

Xue Xing walked out of the palace with a gloomy expression. He felt disappointed as the snowy night did not give him the response he wanted.
Tang San frowned and pondered. The Martial Soul Hall came unexpectedly, catching him off guard. The insidious mixed poison also made him somewhat helpless.
Xue Xing looked at Tang San and asked, "Tang San, can you cure His Majesty's poison?"
"It's difficult. His Majesty's illness is not on the skin or in the flesh, it has already reached deep into his organs. Conventional treatment methods won't work. If he can rest and recover without too much emotional disturbance, he may live for another ten years or so. During this period, His Majesty will likely feel weak all day, have confused thoughts, and be in a daze."
"Even you can't do anything?"
"There is a way, but it's not a good one. If we use the medicinal properties of precious natural resources to stimulate the body, it can restore the Emperor's normal mental state. However, this would be a short-sighted approach and could end up doing more harm than good, as it would deplete the Emperor's lifespan."
Tang San extracts a Ganoderma lucidum from a soul device. The Ganoderma is of the ninth rank, emitting a purple mist and displaying extraordinary quality. Just by smelling the medicinal fragrance, one can feel a refreshing and invigorating sensation, indicating the strong medicinal power.
"This is the Ninth Rank Purple Qi Mushroom, which I obtained from Senior Poison Douluo's secret realm. It could come in handy now. But... I think it's better not to use it."
Tang San hesitated. Originally, this Ninth Rank Purple Qi Mushroom could be used on a Grandmaster to help him break through the bottleneck of his martial soul. However, he had already fled with the Pope in the Star Dou Forest, so this divine herb was saved.
The medicinal power of this Nine-Rank Purple Reishi is second only to top-grade immortal grass, which may be a good thing for masters, but not for the Snow Night Great Emperor. The strong medicinal power will not prolong his life as he is already poisoned, but instead further extract the potential of his body. Although it may appear to make Snow Night more energetic, it is essentially harmful and of no benefit.
Tang San took back the Purple Mushroom of Ninth Rank and said, "This herbal medicine is too potent, not suitable for the current Snowy Night Emperor. I'll change to something milder."
"No, Tang San, wait," Xue Xing narrowed her eyes and said, "I think this herbal medicine is just right."
Tang San was stunned: "What do you mean?"
Xue Xing said coldly: "The Heaven Dou Empire is currently in dire straits. We need a strong and powerful Emperor, not an old man confined to a sickbed. I believe His Majesty feels the same way."
"But this goes against the principles of healing. Your Highness, a physician must have a compassionate heart, I cannot do this."
"You might want to think it over, Tang San."
Snow Star's tone was tempting: "I know about your background. You want revenge, don't you? You will eventually have a battle with the Spirit Hall. But Your Majesty, you have also seen that he won't help you, he is a complete surrenderist."
Tang San remained silent, his expression somewhat shaken.
Xue Xing continued, "But I'm different. I've always felt that the Heavenly Dou Empire is like a majestic lion king, even if it's old and aging, it cannot be violated by the petty. If the Spirit Hall wants to extend its claws, I would fight to the death to take a chunk of its flesh. You and the Haotian Sect need me, and I also need you and the Haotian Sect, don't we?"
Tang San lifted his head and said, "Are you saying...”
"Give me the Violet Mercy Mushroom, and I will have the Imperial Physician start to treat His Majesty,"
Snow Star didn't say any more. Tang San was a clever person, he didn't need much guidance.
Tang San shook his head, struggling, "Your Highness, you've mistaken me. The education I received since childhood does not allow me to commit such acts."
"Is that so?"
Xue Xing took out a ring-shaped spatial spirit guide, "I know the immense value of this purple grass, and I don't expect you to give it to me for nothing. Consider this ring as payment. I know that your Shrek Academy and Tang Sect have been in great need of it recently."
Tang San tremblingly took the ring and cautiously injected a thread of soul power. In an instant, a pile of golden light in the ring almost blinded his eyes. And beside the golden light, there were also stacks of metallic ore, rare medicinal herbs, pearls, and gemstones...
"Take it, Tang San. With our friendship, you don't need to be polite anymore."
With a sincere attitude and genuine eyes, Xue Xing tightly held Tang San's hand, not giving him a chance to return the ring from his palm. As their eyes met, a moment seemed to surpass a thousand words.
Tang San's eyes were brimming with tears as he could only imagine how financially burdened he had been recently. Right now, he felt as captivated by the handsome face of Snow Star Prince as he did by the beautiful countenance of Xiao Wu, wishing he could just plant a kiss on them.
After throwing his previous persistence out of the sky, Tang San revealed a slightly shy smile: "Your Highness, you really judge people accurately!"
As a result, Xue Xing finally obtained the ninth-grade Purple Ginseng, as well as the specific method of using its medicinal properties. With the combined efforts of Tang San and the royal doctor, Snow Night Emperor regained his youthful vitality and firmly sat on the throne, fiercely punishing his treacherous subordinates.
After hearing the news, Qian Renxue in the Crown Prince's Mansion was not angry but rather delighted. With the Night Emperor's recovery and the elimination of complex political affairs, she no longer had to bear the burden.
"That's great, another day without official documents..."
On a snowy morning after the recovery of Emperor Xueye, Qianren Xue lazily snuggled in Wang Xing's arms, with no intention of getting up.
Wang Xing said, "Your Highness, you weren't like this before. In the past, you had great ambitions, deep grievances, and ambitious aspirations..."
"I won't listen! As long as you're here, the Pope and Grandpa are there, what's wrong with me slacking off a little?"
"Alright, alright. Wait, don't press on me... um... why are you so heavy, did you gain a few pounds again?"
"Do you want to die?"
"When I didn't say it.'
Wang Xing endured a heavy and suffocating feeling in his chest and said, "Do you not feel any sense of urgency now that the Snow Night Emperor has recovered?"
"What's the rush? I asked the Heavenly Secrets Hall, and this kind of recovery is a desperate move. The Snow Night Majesty probably won't live for more than a few years. Haha, speaking of which, Snow Star and Tang San are even more ruthless than our Martial Soul Temple."
Qian Ren Xue showed a mocking smile. According to the original plan, the Snow Emperor in the Snowy Night would live for about ten years, but now she really doesn't know if he can survive for three years. Tang San and Xue Xing's "treatment" really opened her eyes.
Wang Xing patted Qian Renxue's shoulder: "But this way, they surely suspect us."
"Let them suspect, it doesn't matter. Until now, I, as the Crown Prince, am still here in one piece, which shows that they don't really want to break ties. Besides, with the three Titled Douluos' strength here, does the Poison Douluo dare to come and court death?"
Swordmaster Douluo and Pufferfish Douluo, combined with the fusion skill of Wang Xing and Qian Renxue, equals approximately three titled Douluo. If Snow Star and Snow Night hadn't brought the top three sects to join the battle, they would probably have had no choice but to retreat. Besides, it remains to be seen whether the top three sects are willing to fight to the death with Sky Douluo and the Spirit Hall.
"Didn't they reply over there? Let's go back to the Spirit Hall after the Soul Master Tournament is over..."
Unconsciously, a sense of relief leaked into Qian Renxue's tone. Despite her reluctance to admit it, deep down, she still considered the Martial Soul City as her home.
The hateful mother is very annoying. But the hateful mother is still a mother after all. Thinking about the rare tactful wording in the reply, it seemed like begging her to come back as if admitting defeat, Qian Renxue's face showed a bright smile.