Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 1232: Chapter 960: Doukou Saves Suxin, Dragon Robe Torn

At this moment, seeing the necklace on Princess Yunluo’s neck, Jiang Dali realized his guess might not be wrong.

If the small pearl in the mermaid necklace on Princess Yunluo’s neck indeed contains the third Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom, then the one he got from Po Jun is actually the one lost by the Ming Country’s Empress Dowager years ago, and it’s impossible to find out who took it back then.

But now, Yunluo might not be willing to part with such a treasured item.

While Jiang Dali was pondering.

Cheng Shifei also bowed to Zhu Yunwen, imitating a courtesan, and said, ”Commoner Cheng Shifei, pays respect to the Emperor!”

The eunuch standing behind Zhu Yunwen widened his eyes at this sight, but seeing Jiang Dali didn’t reprimand, considering the rumored relationship between Cheng Shifei and him, wisely kept his mouth shut.

Zhu Yunwen forced a grim smile.

Cheng Shifei looked at Jiang Dali again and was about to shout ”Brother” when he stopped halfway, respectfully greeted first, observed his mood and with a cheeky grin probed, ”Prince Brother, why have you called me to the Imperial Palace? It can’t be to grant me an official position, can it? Hahaha, that wouldn’t do at all.”

Cheng Shifei laughed, waved his hand, and glanced at the side-eyeing Princess Yunluo, saying, ”Ah, but if it’s really to give me a position, just give me one that can manage this tigress, then it’s okay too.”

Princess Yunluo glared, swinging her pink fists, ”Who are you calling a tigress, wishful thinking! In this palace, only two people could manage me, and you’re definitely not one of them!”

”Enough!”

Jiang Dali casually waved his hand to stop the two, sizing them up and down, ”Be seated!”

Immediately, an attending eunuch brought chairs.

The two sat on Zhu Yunwen’s left side, curiously observing the woman lying on the bed in front of Jiang Dali.

”What a beautiful woman. Judging by my Brother’s look, he seems quite concerned about her. Could this woman be my Brother’s lady? Tsk, if I had such a beautiful woman, I’d be staring at her at home all day too, but there’s no need to show her to everyone.”

Cheng Shifei thought aimlessly, fixating on the sleeping Suxin, inexplicably feeling that this woman exuded an irresistible charm that attracted him. He thought it’s normal for such a beauty to be attractive.

Jiang Dali didn’t intend to tell Cheng Shifei that the woman in front of him was his mother.

Everything had to wait until he tried to use the Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom to revive Suxin.

As for the Luminous Pearl on Yunluo’s neck, suspected to contain the third Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom, that could wait, he needed to see Suxin’s reaction first.

The reason for calling Yunluo and Cheng Shifei here was the information from the Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom’s introduction. After consuming the second Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom, a person would undergo an out-of-body experience, a day and night of false death, and revive only under the true affection call of their closest person.

For Suxin now, her husband Gu Santong was dead, and it’s unclear if Zhu Wushi, the Cao Zei who also died, counted as her closest person.

There was only Cheng Shifei, her unaccomplished son, still alive.

When the time comes, if true affection is required to call back, it would definitely be Cheng Shifei who has to step in.

Jiang Dali also learned from an ancient family’s fragmented texts that only the second Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom was insufficient to perfectly revive someone, tracing back to his earlier lament about time and aging.

After all, twenty years had passed, and the sleeping Suxin still unchanged in appearance seemed incredible.

The information in the ancient text stated it clearly that if a person slept too long after consuming the Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom, upon revival, they might suddenly age and lose Essence Qi.

At that time, more Heavenly Fragrant Cardamoms would be needed to replenish the lost Essence Qi and prevent them from aging to death the moment they wake up.

Jiang Dali called Yunluo as a precautionary measure, besides confirming his speculation.

But if the speculation ends up being incorrect or not satisfactorily resolved, he can only say that he tried his best.

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Under numerous curious, incredulous, and suspicious gazes, Jiang Dali retrieved a Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom from a wooden box, resembling a piece of jade, pinched open Suxin’s mouth with two fingers, and flicked the Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom into her throat using Energy Transmission, directly going down with the assistance of True Qi.

A moment passed, yet Suxin remained motionless.

Zhu Yunwen, who had been anxiously watching, experienced emotional turmoil, his hands gripping the dragon throne and his body almost leaning forward, intensely staring at the woman lying on the bed, inexplicably feeling the flow of blood within him accelerate as countless screaming images flashed through his mind.

A heartbreaking pain filled his chest.

He suddenly realized that he wasn’t sitting on the dragon throne but standing in a devastated palace square surrounded by corpses, with numerous Imperial Army soldiers surrounding him, all bowing and shouting with admiration and veneration.

”High-minded Marquis, a thousand years to the Marquis!”

”High-minded Marquis, a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand thousand years to the Marquis!”

He slowly turned around, revealing a stern and square face, which shocked his spirit like being shattered by thunder, looking towards the Golden Throne Hall and said in a deep voice, ”A thousand years are not enough, far from enough, ten thousand years! Ten thousand, thousand years! Is what should be for this Marquis!”

The pain of tearing and burning emerged in his heart, he wanted to break free, yet all five aggregates were bewildered, seemingly plunging endlessly in midair, falling, falling, falling!

The scene changed; he was in a rainy night, chaotic and maddening rain lashing his body and face like a whip, seeping into his collar, cooling his fervent chest, his veins bulging as he faced the thunderous sky and wailed mournfully!

”Suxin! I will, I must save you!”

The surroundings shifted again, all scenes shattered, a bloody longsword stood amidst a blood-filled Blood Pool, humming and trembling, a man naked lay inside the pool, surrounded by withered flesh and bones, a grotesque, tragic scene.

Buzzing—!

Jiang Dali furrowed his brows, reaching out and grabbing the hilt of the Heavenly Fury Sword, clashing with the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber, making a sound, showing an intriguing expression as he watched Suxin’s pale complexion gradually turn rosy, his sharp eyes seeming to look directly through her forehead, seeing the growing Spiritual Concentration in her brain, detecting her gradually active thought wave.

But why is the Heavenly Fury Sword vibrating now, as if it’s vibrating excitedly welcoming its master?

”Ah!!”

”Emperor!”

”Emperor!”

Suddenly there came a chorus of alarmed shouts from behind.

Surprised, Jiang Dali turned abruptly, glaring towards Zhu Yunwen, who’s suddenly undergoing a dramatic change on the dragon throne.

Seeing him looking frantic and confused, with bloodshot eyes struggling, his face etched with pain and grief, suddenly yelling, a burst of Qi Force exploding, blasting away the Imperial Guards, his dragon robe shredding piece by piece, revealing the Inner Armor and a slender, powerful physique, with both hands spread wide, stepping out with Mysterious Step, brushing past the crowd...

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