Nine Dragons Saint Ancestor

Revisiting the Imperial Palace, Yun Xiao could distinctly sense some hidden auras lurking in the dark, aware that the Royal Family’s vigilance had not slackened since the day of great chaos.

Fortunately, this time he was heading directly to Second Prince Xuan Jing’s sleeping quarters. Compared to the residences of King Xuan Haoran or Crown Prince Xuan Jiuding, there were noticeably fewer checks.

It was proven that within the Xuanyue Imperial Family, although King Xuan Haoran dearly loved his second son, in the hearts of these palace maids and guards, only the Crown Prince was the most favored one.

Especially in recent times, as Second Prince had been unconscious, King summoned countless doctors who were helpless, even the Sect Master Yu Shu of the Jade Pot Sect personally intervened without managing to awaken Xuan Jing, leading everyone to believe that Xuan Jing wouldn’t survive this ordeal.

This was Yun Xiao’s first time at Xuan Jing’s sleeping quarters, and upon approaching, he detected a strong scent of medicine, which piqued his interest immediately.

As the three of them approached, nearly ten people, old and young, who were already gathered in front of Second Prince’s quarters, their Power of Soul fluctuating, seemed to be at least of Spiritual Rank Meridian Refining Masters.

The status of the Royal Family’s Second Prince was no small matter; if someone could truly awaken him, they might soar high, leaning on the backing of the Xuanyue Royal Family and gaining great status across the Xuanyue Empire.

Thus, even though many heard that even the Sect Master Yu Shu of the Jade Pot Sect was helpless, many Meridian Refining Masters still wanted to try their luck, thinking perhaps they could cure Xuan Jing?

In the field of medical arts, it wasn’t always about who had higher Meridian Refining Level; it was more about having a bigger chance of success.

Being a Meridian Refining Master, who hasn’t encountered several tough cases? What if Xuan Jing’s illness was something these high-level Meridian Refining Masters had never seen, but was something one had encountered or even cured before?

Under such circumstances, as Yun Xiao and Liu Hanyi approached the sleeping quarters, nearly ten tall or thin Meridian Refining Masters stood at the door, each wearing a proud expression on their faces.

The so-called professional rivalry made these Spiritual Rank Meridian Refining Masters, each treated like treasures in their own families or sects, look down upon each other.

”Hm?”

The approach of Yun Xiao and his companions made everyone turn their heads in unison, and upon seeing this modestly built man, a hint of disdain flashed in their eyes.

Liu Hanyi, as the top genius of the Luoyi Sect, was recognized by many present, but at the moment they obviously overlooked this beautiful girl, knowing she was not a Meridian Refining Master.

An elder with a somewhat gloomy face couldn’t hold back and spoke coldly: ”Ah, it seems the Royal Family is really desperate, letting any cat or dog in here, aren’t they afraid of messing up the Second Prince’s treatment?”

This gloomy elder named Yan Zong, possessed significant influence, being the Sect Master of a famous Poison Vein Sect in the Xuanyue Empire, mastering the Poison Vein Skill, and he was not inferior even to the Second Elder Fu Du of the Jade Pot Sect.

Since Second Prince Xuan Jing’s condition appeared suddenly and it was unclear whether it was an illness or poisoning, King Xuan Haoran did not turn away these Poison Vein Masters, aiming to gather extensive ideas.

Due to Yan Zong’s status, among the present few, he was considered the leader. As soon as he finished speaking, several Meridian Refining Masters seeking to curry favor immediately echoed his statement.

Meridian Refining Masters are proud by nature, and if Yun Xiao had been a Spiritual Rank Meridian Refining Master, they might have shown him some respect.

But now, everyone could sense that Yun Xiao’s Power of Soul had not yet reached Low-Level Spiritual Rank, naturally, he couldn’t possibly be a Spiritual Rank Meridian Master, so why give too much face?

”Sect Master Yan, the art of Meridian Refining depends on skill, not on eloquence. Don’t you understand that appearances can be deceiving?”

Yun Xiao was brought by Liu Hanyi, and now facing such humiliation, this genius girl of Luoyi Sect certainly would not stand for it, and her words contained subtle mockery.

”Miss Han Yi is not wrong, but the affairs of the Meridian Refining Realm, I fear you might not understand too well. Perhaps it’s better not to interfere too much!”

Yan Zong cast a cold glance at Liu Hanyi, dismissing her with a single statement, essentially because Liu Hanyi was not a Meridian Refining Master, and regardless of her astonishing talent in cultivation, she would not gain their recognition.

”You...”

As the lady of the Luoyi Sect, Liu Hanyi had never been treated so disrespectfully and was about to retort when she heard a lazy voice ring out.

”Miss Han Yi... sister, why bother arguing so much with such an old fellow who’s practically living the life of a dog? It’s beneath your dignity!”

This statement was naturally made by Yun Xiao, who initially intended to call her ”Elder Sister Han Yi,” but remembered in time that after his disguise his age appeared older than Liu Hanyi, so he changed it.

And these words, which were neither polite nor concealed, immediately made the Elder’s old face turn red with rage. He relied on his old age to sell seniority, thinking these young people would give him some face, yet he hadn’t expected to be pointed at and scolded directly.

”Young man, disaster comes from the mouth. Even if you have the backing of the Luoyi Sect, it’s not necessarily safe for you to roam the Continent in the future!”

Furious, the Elder’s sinister gaze swept over Xuan Tong, who was standing beside him, looking completely unperturbed, and finally he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, but the threat in his words was very clear.

Yun Xiao didn’t care about such threats at all. He dared to offend the Xuanyue Crown Prince Xuan Jiuding, what waves could a mere Poison Vein Master of Spiritual Rank Intermediate make?

”His Majesty has arrived!”

Just as the Elder was thinking about how to use poison to make Yun Xiao suffer miserably, a loud voice suddenly came from somewhere, causing everyone to be stunned, their faces showing excitement.

Even Xuan Tong was taken aback. He hadn’t expected that today His Majesty the King himself would personally come. Could it be that among the people present, someone had given the King great confidence?

Ever since a few days ago when the Sect Master Yu Shu of the Jade Pot Sect came to diagnose Xuan Jing without success, Xuan Haoran had seemed to be in despair, not setting foot in Xuan Jing’s sleeping chamber for days, perhaps for fear of being emotionally stirred.

Compared to Xuan Tong, people like the Elder would probably not see Xuan Haoran, the King, more than a few times in their lifetimes. Therefore, at this moment, they all showed excitement. If they could catch the eye of His Majesty, their families or sects might really undergo a transformation.

”Greetings to His Majesty!”

At this moment, where did the Elder have the mind to argue with Yun Xiao anymore? He hurriedly stepped forward a few paces. As the most respected among these Meridian Refining Masters present, no one dared to vie for this opportunity with him.

”Oh, it’s Elder, thank you for your efforts!”

Xuan Haoran looked somewhat listless, just replying lightly with a sentence and waving his hand, gently pushing open the door of the sleeping chamber, his voice then carried out, ”You all come in!”

Since Xuan Haoran’s appearance, Yun Xiao had concealed his aura completely, invisible and traceless. He well knew how strong the King of Xuanyue Country was. If he were to be found out, even with Liu Hanyi’s protection, it would be absolutely impossible to escape death.

Following the others into the sleeping chamber, Yun Xiao noticed the stronger scent of medicine, and lifting his head, he saw a woman in plain clothes with a very haggard appearance, it was Xuan Jing’s mother: Consort Su!

”Your Majesty, you’ve come!”

Consort Su seemed to barely have the strength to stand up, respectfully speaking out, but her gaze never left her son on the bed for even a half moment, as if even the sky falling would not affect her.

Following Consort Su’s gaze, Yun Xiao also noticed the motionless figure on the bed. Looking at Xuan Jing, who was once spirited outside the Northwest Vein Storage and had an imposing presence in the Gathering Immortal Tower of Luocheng, now reduced to this state, he couldn’t help but sigh deeply.

”Eh?”

But in the next moment, Yun Xiao had already spotted some clues from Xuan Jing’s pale face, and gasped in his heart, followed by a moment of confusion, as if some things didn’t make sense.

”It seems that within this Xuanyue Royal Family, things are indeed not as simple as I imagined!”

A flash of information sparked through Yun Xiao’s mind. The situation of the Second Elder Li Shan of Jade Pot Sect being poisoned also flashed by, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

”Everyone, begin. If you can cure my son, I will be greatly grateful!”

Xuan Haoran seemed unable to bear seeing Consort Su like this, just gently waving his hand. These words he had uttered many times during this period, not holding much hope.

What a joke, even the chief Meridian Refining Master of the Royal Family, as well as the Sect Master Yu Shu, and even the chief Meridian Refining Masters from the other two major sects, had come to see Xuan Jing and had all left shaking their heads in the end.

Posting the Imperial List was just a helpless act by Xuan Haoran; he didn’t believe any of the people present, not even the Elder, could be better than Yu Shu and the others.

But every time was undoubtedly a hope, especially seeing the Elder striding confidently towards Xuan Jing, even Xuan Haoran’s eyes lit up a bit. Hope is always there every time.

Since the Elder was the first to start, the others did not compete with him. Even Yun Xiao, curious, watched the Elder’s actions, secretly wondering if this fellow, despite his big talk, really had any skills?

It seemed knowing even His Majesty the King was watching him, the Elder now had endless confidence. He believed if he truly cured the Second Prince, maybe his sect could leap to become the fourth largest sect in the Xuanyue Empire.

In the midst of these ethereal confidences, the Elder had already reached out, touching Xuan Jing’s wrist, but just moments later, the face of this Spiritual Rank Intermediate Poison Vein Master darkened.