“Good! We’ll only let the Master in for treatment!”
Mo Changxing readily agreed and turned to summon the Purple Melody Sage.
Yun Qingxue stood by the bed, a flash of blue light in her hand as she made a cut on her palm.
She didn’t let Jin Lin in—not because she distrusted him.
On the contrary, she was absolutely certain that Jin Lin had nothing to do with Feng Zihuang’s poisoning.
Moreover, from the reactions of Shui Liu and Jin Lin earlier, she could tell that Jin Lin likely had a way to cure the poison.
But their reactions also revealed that if Jin Lin were to detoxify Feng Zihuang, he would have to pay a heavy price…
That was why she had driven him out.
Jin Lin had already done too much for her, and she could never repay him.
The only thing she could do was ensure he wouldn’t be dragged down by her again!
When Mo Changxing and the Purple Melody Sage re-entered, they saw Yun Qingxue clenching her fist, holding her hand over Feng Zihuang’s lips.
Drop by drop, crimson blood fell from her palm into Feng Zihuang’s mouth.
Meanwhile, the petals that could take her life at any moment still swirled around her.
“Qingxue!” Mo Changxing called out, his voice pained. Yun Qingxue turned to them and gave the Purple Melody Sage a faint smile.
“Since I was very young, my body has been different from others.
No matter how severe my injuries, by the next morning, they would vanish without a trace…
I once used this ability to save someone.
Now… I’ve been poisoned by the Flora Clan’s venom, while Zihuang has been poisoned by the Aqua Clan’s.
With almost no other options left, I wanted to see if my blood could save Zihuang, just as it once saved that person.
Or rather, I’m curious—when the Flora Clan’s unique poison meets the Aqua Clan’s, will they combine into something even deadlier, or will they cancel each other out…”
With that, she withdrew her bleeding hand from Feng Zihuang’s lips and stepped aside, making room for the Purple Melody Sage.
The sage sighed and stepped forward to examine Feng Zihuang once more.
Yun Qingxue stood quietly, watching Feng Zihuang slip back into unconsciousness, while Mo Changxing stood not far away, silently watching her.
Never before had he found those swirling petals so detestable and dangerous…
The room was silent.
**Bang!**
After a long while, a sudden noise shattered the oppressive stillness.
Yun Qingxue, standing near the bed, sensed something rushing toward her.
Instinctively, she turned to block it, but a sharp numbness shot through her neck, and darkness swallowed her vision as she lost consciousness.
Her body slumped toward the ground, and the petals she had summoned—ready for suicide—scattered lifelessly around her.
A pair of strong arms caught her before she fell.
At the same moment, the window burst open with a crash, and a golden figure flew in from outside.
“My Lord!” Another figure hurried in after him.
Mo Changxing lifted the unconscious Yun Qingxue and gave Jin Lin a slight nod of acknowledgment.
Never before had he felt that Jin Lin could be so reliable!
If Jin Lin hadn’t suddenly arrived and distracted Qingxue, she would still be poised to take her own life for Feng Zihuang.
And he wouldn’t have had the chance to knock her out in that moment of distraction.
“Master, let me handle this,” Jin Lin said, his gaze lingering painfully on Yun Qingxue in Mo Changxing’s arms before he turned to the bed.
“My Lord! You mustn’t!” Shui Liu rushed forward, blocking Jin Lin’s path.
“Step aside!” Jin Lin’s voice was icy.
“My Lord! Even if I must die, I cannot stand by and watch you exhaust your Dragon Qi to purge the poison from the Feather King!” Shui Liu pleaded desperately. “The Aqua Clan didn’t poison him—and you are our only king!”
“I won’t die from losing my Dragon Qi. Now move!” Jin Lin raised his hand, golden light shimmering in his palm.
“But once your Dragon Qi is gone, you’ll be left defenseless! Even a newly transformed minor demon could kill you!” Shui Liu refused to yield.
“Shui Liu, my decision is final.” Jin Lin had no patience for further argument. With a flick of his wrist, he sent Shui Liu flying back.
“My Lord!” Shui Liu scrambled up, stumbling forward again to stop him.
But before he could reach Jin Lin, a golden barrier repelled him, flinging him back with even greater force.
“Jin Lin, are you certain?” The Purple Melody Sage sighed once more.
After all, once Jin Lin’s Dragon Qi was depleted, the mighty king of the Aqua Clan would be reduced to a powerless shell, just as Shui Liu had warned.
And the recovery of a dragon’s Qi was agonizingly slow—it would take at least a thousand years.
If any turmoil arose in the Aqua Clan during that time, Jin Lin’s throne could very well be at risk.
“Hmm.” Jin Lin gave a terse reply, removing his shoes and sitting on the bed. He lifted Feng Zihuang into a seated position and placed his hands against his back.
“My Lord, no!” Shui Liu, thrown back yet again, struck the barrier with all his might.
**Bang!**
His fist met the unyielding shield, which absorbed the impact and hurled it back at him.
Shui Liu was sent sprawling once more.
But like a man possessed, he immediately rose and charged again, pounding against the barrier with desperate fury.
Inside, Jin Lin had already begun channeling his Dragon Qi into Feng Zihuang’s body.
The poison Feng Zihuang had ingested was a rare Aqua Clan toxin with no known antidote.
Even among their own kind, those afflicted could only await death.
There was only one cure—the Dragon Qi of the Dragon King himself!
Shui Liu hammered against the barrier, his heart filled with bitter regret.
Why hadn’t he killed Yun Qingxue when she first fell into the Aqua Clan’s hands?
If he had, none of this would have happened.
His lord would never have faced this calamity!
“Ahhh!” Shui Liu roared, striking the barrier with all his strength.
Inside, Jin Lin continued his work, golden light pulsing from his hands into Feng Zihuang’s body.
The price of salvation had begun.
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