Zhao Wuji

"Young Master Mu, this is everything my sister and I own. But don't worry—once I finish handling our affairs, I will definitely bring generous gifts to thank you properly."

Seeing that Mu Feiyang had not accepted her Storage Ring, Zhao Shanshan thought he found their offering too little. She said nervously.

She was terribly afraid Mu Feiyang would ask for the Spirit-Connecting Flower back. If that happened, she would not be able to save Imperial Father. This Spirit-Connecting Flower was the medicine that could save his life.

"If you have matters to attend to, then hurry along! You do not need to pay me either. Just consider it a gift from me."

Coming back to his senses, Mu Feiyang said helplessly as he turned and walked back into the house, because the little girl had finished drinking her milk.

"Thank you for your immense kindness, Young Master Mu!"

Watching Mu Feiyang walk away, Zhao Shanshan pulled Zhao Yingying over and knelt before him. Though Mu Feiyang called the Spirit-Connecting Flower nothing more than greens, in the sisters' eyes, it was a life-saving spiritual medicine.

Mu Feiyang might have casually given it to them, but in the sisters' eyes, this was a tremendous favor—an enormous debt of gratitude.

"Elder Sister, this is wonderful! We can finally go back and save Imperial Father."

Although Mu Feiyang had entered the house without paying them any mind, Zhao Yingying did not think he was rude. Instead, she felt that Mu Feiyang was truly a good man.

Zhao Yingying clutched Zhao Shanshan's arm, her face filled with excitement. They had finally obtained the Spirit-Connecting Flower, the spiritual medicine that could save Imperial Father.

"Mm!"

"Let's hurry back! The sooner Imperial Father recovers, the sooner we can return and repay Young Master Mu's kindness."

"Mm!"

The sisters rose and bowed once more toward Mu Feiyang's room before turning and leaving the courtyard, heading out of Laga Village.

"Imperial Father?"

"Looks like these two girls are no ordinary people. No wonder they possessed such strength at such a young age—they are princesses of an empire."

"But why were ordinary greens on Earth a life-saving spiritual medicine in their eyes?"

With Mu Feiyang's strength, he naturally heard the sisters' conversation. From it, he learned some basic information.

What intrigued Mu Feiyang most, however, was those greens. They were merely ordinary vegetables, yet in the eyes of cultivators in the True Spirit Realm, they had become the most supreme spiritual medicine.

He did not know whether the sisters had mistaken them for something else or whether it was because of the system. Still, Mu Feiyang only thought about it briefly before letting it go. In any case, it had little to do with him.

Mu Feiyang's days began to grow more interesting. Every day, he revolved around his precious daughter. With Mu Feiyang's vast resources nurturing her, Mu Qingling reached the peak of Qi Gathering in just one week.

Not only that, although Mu Qingling was only a few months old, she already looked about the same as a one-year-old child and had even learned to crawl by herself.

His daughter's changes delighted Mu Feiyang, and he became even more attentive toward her.

Xiling Empire Imperial Palace.

After the Zhao sisters returned and gave the Spirit-Connecting Flower to Imperial Father, the Empire Lord of the Xiling Empire finally awoke after being unconscious for more than two months.

After several more days of recuperation, he had now fully recovered. Those princes who had been openly and secretly fighting to inherit the throne, however, were bitterly disappointed.

"Shanshan, Yingying, you have both worked hard. Whatever you want, you may tell Imperial Father. As long as it exists in the Xiling Empire, Imperial Father can find it for you."

Within the Empire Lord's bedchamber, Zhao Wuji looked at his two beloved daughters and spoke. Over the past few days, Zhao Wuji had also learned what had happened during this time.

He had never expected so many things to happen while he was unconscious, and Zhao Wuji was utterly disappointed in his sons.

Moreover, Zhao Wuji suspected that one among his many sons had very likely been responsible for his poisoning. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to be poisoned within the imperial palace.

"Imperial Father, this is what we should do as your daughters. As long as Imperial Father recovers, we are already very happy."

"That's right, Imperial Father. We do not lack anything. There is no need to reward us."

"Hahaha..."

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Since you do not need anything right now, Imperial Father will reserve this opportunity for you. If you need anything in the future, Imperial Father will grant it to you."

Hearing his daughters' words, Zhao Wuji was overjoyed and burst into hearty laughter. He even promised his daughters an opportunity, saying that he would fulfill whatever they needed in the future.

"Thank you, Imperial Father!"

"Alright, you have also worked hard during this time. Go back and rest well."

"Yes, Imperial Father. Your daughters take their leave."

The Zhao sisters saluted and slowly withdrew from the bedchamber. Once they had left, the smile on Zhao Wuji's face vanished.

"Spirit Guard, are there any results from the matter I told you to investigate?"

Zhao Wuji's face showed neither joy nor sorrow as he spoke toward the empty space before him. The moment his voice fell, a figure appeared before Zhao Wuji.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I have investigated all eleven princes. The Second Prince is the most suspicious. Before Your Majesty fell unconscious, only the Second Prince had contact with outsiders."

"However, we have yet to find conclusive evidence."

"Second Brother?"

Zhao Wuji immediately sank into deep thought. In his original guess, the most likely culprit had been the eldest, but after hearing the Spirit Guard's report, he began to doubt again.

Because in Zhao Wuji's heart, Second Brother was merely someone who spent every day drinking and making merry, chasing flowers and seeking willows. He had no interest at all in the throne.

The eldest, on the other hand, was highly ambitious and cared more about power than anyone else. Moreover, the eldest's mother was the Prime Minister's daughter and also the Empress.

It could be said that among all the princes, the eldest possessed the strongest influence. It was therefore not strange that Zhao Wuji had suspected him.

Though they were all his sons, since one of them could commit the deed of murdering his own father, how could Zhao Wuji possibly spare him?

They said that imperial families were the most heartless, and this was no empty saying. Throughout the dynasties, such matters had never been rare. Many had murdered their fathers or brothers in order to inherit the throne.

"Do you know whom Second Brother came into contact with?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the Second Prince came into contact with an inner disciple of Medicine King Valley. I am already investigating that Medicine King Valley disciple."

"Mm, withdraw for now."

"Investigate everything once more. What I want is accurate information."

"Yes!"

After the Spirit Guard left, Zhao Wuji pondered for a moment before closing his eyes and beginning to cultivate.

Meanwhile, after the Zhao sisters returned to their palace, they had people bring out a great quantity of gold, silver, treasures, and even all kinds of valuable calligraphy and paintings.

There were also all sorts of cultivation resources, filling a full ten large chests. These were everything they could possibly use.

"Elder Sister, is it enough for us to give Young Master Mu just these things?"