Chapter 31: A Miraculous Recovery

"Prince Ning... Prince Ning has stopped breathing!"

The young eunuch who had been keeping watch by the bedside stumbled out, gasping as he reported to Chu Hanxiao.

"Woe is me... It was that wicked woman who murdered His Highness Prince Ning..." Upon hearing this, Nanny Xu collapsed to the floor in a heap.

Chu Hanxiao was struck with panic. Ignoring the attendants trying to hold him back, he charged straight into the chamber. The Princess was doomed!

"Well, my fellow disciples, what is the Master's intention? Is he accepting me as a student or not?" Xiao Rang was completely bewildered. Had he botched his attempt at flattery so badly that he had kicked the hornet's nest instead?

The sound resembled that of an aging, neglected carriage wheel. Yu Hu felt that if he applied any more pressure, he might very well shatter the mechanism.

Even if a solution to break the curse could not be found for the time being, as long as one maintained a peaceful state of mind, life could remain no different than it was before.

Usually, the Crown Prince and the other princes carried themselves with such rigid formality and were never close to her, which inevitably left her feeling somewhat lonely.

However, there had been no word of such a princess in the West Pool Kingdom, and she did not bear the surname An—the surname of the West Pool royal family.

Both had experienced lives forged in blood and fire, both had commanded troops, and both shared in their bones the same untamed spirit of a soldier, as well as an unyielding, indomitable will.

"Broken blade! You truly are a magnificent broken blade; I love you to death!" Hearing the broken blade's voice, a flash of joy crossed Xiao Rang's eyes once more. He retracted the severed blade, pressed a fierce kiss to its surface, and then, with a flick of his wrist, summoned the Hunyuan Banner.

This grove was the only place here where one could hide; it was no surprise that Li Yunpeng could guess my general location. Seeing the job through to the end, I occasionally fired off bone spurs to assist him, and before long, those dozen or so agile zombies had been hacked into a pile of mangled corpses.

Then, another black phantom light shot into the sky. Above the position of the Leo star palace, a black disk appeared once again, rotating—rotating with agonizing slowness.

Lian Tang must have gone to the Huoni tribe to play the sycophant, showering them with flattery and agreeing to numerous terms before finally securing their protection.

In the blink of an eye, throughout the Four Cliffs, cultivators who were unaware of the situation and had not entered the palace were all subjected to similar scenes; some of the weaker ones even felt their very consciousnesses on the verge of shattering under the shockwave of that intent.

Li Feng held back his laughter and shook his head in feigned terror. Seeing this, Zhang Tingting finally smiled, satisfied.

A "click" sounded, and the incoming shockwave instantly shattered Su Mu's mask, revealing the delicate features beneath.

"CPR machine to level three," the doctor said in a low, grim voice. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, which a nurse wiped away repeatedly. His expression remained grave; clearly, the situation was dire.

The Li Feng outside spat out a mouthful of dark, foul-smelling blood, while the Li Feng inside was already writhing in agony within his own meridians. This was pain no human could endure. A cramp in the leg was manageable—at least you could straighten it or curl your toes to find relief—but how were you supposed to soothe a spasm of the heart?

"I told you to activate the Demon Seal earlier..." Ye Ge snorted, giving her no chance to catch her breath as he delivered a brutal kick to her back.

Su Ruoyao found it strange. The opulent mannerisms in Zheng Yanzhong's every gesture were clearly forged by years in a position of high authority, where his word was law. Why, then, would he submit to this ridiculous matchmaking just because of his mother's fussing? There had to be a hidden motive.

Seven or eight soldier ants moved with lightning speed. While still twenty or thirty yards away, they suddenly leaped, soaring through the air with their massive mandibles agape, lunging to tear Ye Ge apart.

"I think this will work." Sun Yong found the idea quite amusing. He had witnessed Zhu Yu's methods of healing and poisoning, and he held her in high regard.