CHAPTER 53: CHAPTER 53: EVERYONE’S SURPRISE_1

"Wang Fu, how do you explain what you said to the Crown Prince?" Bai Qi lunged forward, grabbing Wang Fu’s clothes and interrogating him fiercely. The Evil Qi suppressed within his body erupted completely.

A crimson light illuminated the grand hall, creating the disorienting sensation of being in a mass grave, with chilling winds and the roars of countless resentful spirits crying out for vengeance upon the living.

"Don’t... don’t kill me!"

As an Alchemist, Wang Fu had never encountered such a scene. He felt as if he had been plunged into hell; his mind went blank, and his words became stuttered.

A stream of yellow liquid trickled down his trousers, emitting a faint, foul stench.

He had wet himself in fear!

"Worthless!"

Bai Qi showed a trace of disgust, threw Wang Fu to the ground, and then looked at the Emperor of Qin lying on the bed, an expression of grief washing over him.

If his Dantian is shattered, even if he survives, he’ll become a cripple with a constitution weaker than an ordinary mortal’s. For the Emperor of Qin, this is a fate more agonizing than death itself.

"General, spare me! I can save His Majesty’s life!"

Wang Fu collapsed to the ground, kowtowing repeatedly like a dog wagging its tail.

His plot was exposed. It involved assassinating the Emperor of Qin—a crime punishable by the execution of nine generations of his kin. Faced with the furious ministers of Qin, his status as a Yellow Level Alchemist was useless, as was his identity as a disciple of the Dan King.

He would only have a slim chance of survival if the Dan King himself were present.

"Go ahead and treat His Majesty!" Li Si said with a sigh after a moment of silence. He wished he could tear Wang Fu into a thousand pieces, but the Emperor of Qin still needed treatment. Even if he became a cripple, it was better than death.

A miserable life is better than a good death.

As long as one was alive, there was hope. Death meant nothing remained!

"Prime Minister, don’t worry, I will certainly save His Majesty’s li—"

Wang Fu was overjoyed. Just as he was about to stand, a powerful kick sent him flying tens of feet away. His face slammed into the ground, knocking out several front teeth, and blood pooled on the floor.

"OUCH..." Apart from Wang Fu’s screams, the grand hall was silent. Qin Wudao retracted his right leg, looking coldly at Wang Fu, who immediately shut his mouth, his eyes filled with terror.

"Your Highness, why did you do that?" Li Si asked in a deep voice, a hint of unease in his expression. Could it be that Qin Wudao doesn’t want the Emperor of Qin to live? Qin Wudao is the Crown Prince of the Qin Dynasty. If the Emperor of Qin dies, he will ascend to the supreme throne, ruling over the world and commanding the universe.

Qin Taizu, Bai Qi, Zhang Gan, Sima Cuo, and other ministers all cast scrutinizing gazes at Qin Wudao. Like Li Si, they all suspected Qin Wudao of harboring rebellious intent.

If that were the case, they would absolutely depose Qin Wudao as Crown Prince. A beast who would commit patricide was not qualified to lead the Qin Empire.

"I have a way to cure Father Emperor!" Qin Wudao said quickly, but his explanation did not dispel the ministers’ suspicions. This was no ordinary injury; it couldn’t be treated by common physicians. Only an Alchemist was capable of it.

"Crown Prince, don’t treat His Majesty’s safety as child’s play!" Li Si was somewhat angry, addressing him directly as "Crown Prince" without adding "Your Highness."

"Go, fetch the ’Heavenly Dragon Demon Flame’!" Qin Wudao commanded Zhao Yun. Then, he walked to the bedside. Earth Level Soul Power swept out, penetrating the Emperor of Qin’s body, clearing his meridians and purging the residual energy within.

Instantly, Qin Taizu, Li Si, Bai Qi, and the others felt a chill run down their spines, their souls trembling. They gave Qin Wudao a peculiar look but showed no significant outward reaction.

The East Ancient Domain was a remote corner of the world. Its martial arts strength was decent, but its Alchemy Dao heritage was almost nonexistent. Therefore, its people did not understand Soul Power.

"Ear...Earth Level Soul Power!"

However, someone present did recognize it. Wang Fu, who was sprawled on the ground, identified the Soul Power. His pupils dilated, and ignoring his injuries, he leaped up from the ground and cried out in shock.

"What is Earth Level Soul Power?" Zhang Gan circulated his Spiritual Energy to stabilize his mind and dispel the negative influence, then curiously asked Wang Fu.

No wonder His Highness saw the problems with the alchemical formula at a glance and even knew about the ’Heaven Rotation Pill’! So His Highness is also an Alchemist! It’s over, it’s all over for me! I’m doomed! Wang Fu had no mind to answer, muttering to himself. All his doubts were resolved, only to be replaced by endless despair. In the way of alchemy, the strength of one’s soul corresponded to an Alchemist’s level. Having offended an Earth Level Alchemist, his death was certain.

Even if his master, the Dan King, were present, it would be futile.

An Earth Level Alchemist merely had to say the word, and countless Saint-realm experts would scramble to offer their assistance, eager to incur a favor.

Li Si, Bai Qi, and the others exchanged glances. From Wang Fu’s words, they understood that Qin Wudao was also an Alchemist.

"Your Highness, the ’Heavenly Dragon Demon Flame’ is here!"

A few minutes later, Zhao Yun, his body enveloped in Spiritual Energy and carefully holding a black flame, called out from the entrance of the grand hall.

He didn’t step inside. The ’Heavenly Dragon Demon Flame’ was incredibly hot. Even with Spiritual Energy isolating most of the heat, the residual warmth was enough to ignite the building.

"Father Emperor’s injuries have been temporarily stabilized. He should awaken in a few days. Go and prepare an Alchemy Furnace. These are the Spiritual Medicines needed for the refinement; they must be gathered within seven days!" Qin Wudao opened his eyes, withdrew his Soul Power, and using Spiritual Energy as ink and his finger as a brush, he wrote out seventy-two Spiritual Medicines in the Void. Apart from the three main ingredients, which were Profound Level Spiritual Medicines, the rest were all Yellow Level medicinal materials. Gathering them all would be simple with the Qin Empire’s resources.

"Crown Prince, are you confident?" Li Si glanced at the alchemical formula, memorized all the medicinal ingredients, and asked nervously.

"Rest assured!" Qin Wudao nodded and walked out of the grand hall.

He needed to find a place to refine the ’Heavenly Dragon Demon Flame’. For an Alchemist, a superior Alchemical Fire was exceptionally important, as it could enhance the speed and quality of refinement, as well as the pill formation success rate.

"We have truly underestimated His Highness!" Bai Qi exclaimed, deeply moved. He had lived a long life and met countless people, but he had never seen anyone as heaven-defyingly talented as Qin Wudao.

Mastering either the Alchemy Dao or the Martial Dao was enough for an ordinary person to stand peerless in the world. Those who mastered both, however, were exceedingly rare throughout history.

I hope the Crown Prince can preserve His Majesty’s cultivation! Li Si thought solemnly, placing all his hopes on Qin Wudao. His gaze then shifted to Wang Fu’s blood-stained face, and he coldly ordered, "Take him away and await his sentencing!"

"Understood!"

Two generals personally seized Wang Fu, roughly hoisting him up and dragging him out of the grand hall.

Throughout the entire process, Wang Fu didn’t resist. He had accepted his fate!

...

The Yin Mountain Pass was vast. Beyond the pass itself, there was a city equipped with comprehensive training facilities. Qin Wudao, accompanied by Jia Xu and Zhao Yun, headed towards the training chamber in the city center.

Thanks to his status as Crown Prince, he encountered no obstacles. He entered the finest, most spiritually rich secret chamber and began his secluded cultivation.

The ’Heavenly Dragon Demon Flame’ is tremendously powerful. With my current cultivation, completely refining it is still somewhat dangerous. But for Father Emperor’s injuries, I must take this risk...

Inside the secret chamber, ethereal Spiritual Energy drifted about. Qin Wudao sat cross-legged, a black flame hovering before him, radiating an intense heat like that of a volcanic sea of magma.

An ordinary person entering this chamber would be roasted into jerky within a few breaths.