Heaven Dou's Position Secured, Lin Hai Seeks Blood from the Ye Family
Ge Long now understood that his plan to use this as an excuse to target the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had failed.
However, this was merely a tentative move on his part; success would be welcome, failure Lying Flat.
He immediately cupped his hands and said, "His Majesty's sudden passing has caused grief throughout the nation."
"Your Crown Prince's most pressing task is to quickly rectify the political situation and stabilize public sentiment."
"After the national mourning period ends, an auspicious day will be chosen to hold the enthronement ceremony, in order to ensure the stability of the nation."
"As for Lin Hai's matter..." He paused slightly, a seemingly simple smile appearing on his rugged face, "This commander is a rough man, I don't understand those complicated matters."
"Since Your Highness trusts him and believes that befriending him is beneficial to the empire, I naturally trust Your Highness's judgment as well!"
Upon hearing this, everyone's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.
You're a boor?!
You might have been like that before, but now with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, you're incredibly shrewd!
Ge Long was deeply distressed about this.
He only realized this after his death on Xue Ye: many of his former confidants were not as easy for him to manage as Ning Fengzhi.
The so-called Grand Marshal of the Empire has practically become a figurehead.
With Xue Qinghe making his stance clear and Marshal Ge Long firmly supporting him, the storm that was originally aimed at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was thus easily quelled.
Everyone dispersed and returned to their respective duties.
Xue Qinghe left Ning Fengzhi and Ge Long alone, and the three of them discussed things in a secret room until late at night.
The content of the discussion is unknown to outsiders.
However, the tree may wish to remain still, but the wind will not cease.
The following day, a sudden announcement once again threw the gradually calming court into turmoil—
The Fourth Imperial Prince, Xue Beng, and Prince Xue Xing secretly fled Heaven Dou City last night and their whereabouts are unknown!
However, after the initial shock, most courtiers merely lamented the recent troubles plaguing the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, and few truly felt sorry for them.
In the eyes of many, the uncle and nephew, who were more trouble than they were worth, would only be a scourge in Heaven Dou City and an unstable factor for the empire if they stayed. It would be better if they left.
However, those officials who had previously associated with the two, seeing the situation was turning sour, jumped out one after another and publicly and vehemently criticized Xue Xing and Xue Beng for their "treasonous acts."
He tried his best to distance himself from Xue Qinghe and pledged his loyalty.
However, Xue Qinghe ignored these flattering glances and took advantage of this opportune moment of power transition and unrest to quickly fabricate evidence, eliminate dissidents, and install his cronies.
It's believed that before long, the Heaven Dou Empire will become entirely his personal fiefdom.
As for Xue Beng and the other two, their escape was merely a facade; in reality, they had already fallen into Lin Hai's hands and received their due punishment.
After Lin Hai dealt with Xue Beng and the other two, Dugu Bo took Xue Xing's ashes and personally buried her in the beautiful and auspicious Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
Lin Hai did not say much about this.
When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out; what happens after death is nothing more than a fleeting thought for the living.
Even if Dugu Bo enshrined Xue Xing's ashes, he would have nothing to say.
After spending a day at home with Ah Yin, Lin Hai set off for the Ye Family.
First, he chatted with Ye Yunyao about some things that happened in the Spirit Master Competition.
Then, he solemnly made the request that had been brewing in his heart for many years.
"You want my blood?" Ye Yunyao's beautiful eyes flashed with surprise upon hearing this.
"I don't want it, I want to trade it!" Lin Hai quickly waved his hand. "I can exchange it with some rare medicinal herbs."
Although he had refined many Elixir Pill, he possessed the seeds of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, and had even harvested two batches of Immortal Herb. Ordinary herbs had short growth cycles, and his Soul Tool was almost piled up like a mountain.
Upon hearing this, Ye Yunyao smiled and shook her head, "You misunderstood me."
"The Ye Family and you are already one family. Besides, you have done my Ye Family a great favor, what is a little blood worth?"
"I'm just curious what you need it for."
Lin Hai didn't hide anything and explained the matter of the Martial Spirit Pill and the possible turmoil on the continent to Ye Yunyao, concluding with:
"The characteristics of the Holy Healing Begonia Martial Soul make it undoubtedly the best choice for refining Martial Spirit Pill."
He paused, then added, "But don't worry, this batch of Soul Master will only be used strictly within the Spirit Hall and will never be released to the outside world."
"Furthermore, Martial Soul created by Martial Spirit Pill cannot be passed down through bloodline."
"Once this batch of Soul Master dies, the Holy Healing Begonia Martial Soul will still be unique to the Ye Family."
The following words were somewhat self-deceptive.
After all, Ye Lingling was his woman, and it was still unknown what kind of Martial Soul their future child would inherit.
As for Ye Yunyao in front of him... he had been thinking about her for quite some time, and she seemed to have feelings for him too, but they had never broken through that barrier.
Ye Yunyao listened quietly to Lin Hai's explanation; being as intelligent as she was, she naturally thought of this as well.
Her eyes sparkled, and she smiled knowingly, saying, "Even if it can be passed down, it doesn't matter."
As she spoke, she flipped her slender hand, and a silver needle and a Jade Bottle appeared in her palm.
How much do you need?
Seemingly feeling that her sincerity was insufficient, she then took out several Jade Bottle and a small, gleaming knife.
"No need, no need, silver needles are fine!" Lin Hai quickly stopped him, "Fifty drops of blood are enough."
Ye Yunyao nodded, picked up the silver needle, and quickly pierced her fingertip.
Immediately, she circulated her Soul Power, and blood gushed out as if repelled, quickly filling the Jade Bottle.
This single bottle contained over a hundred drops of blood.
Although the Spirit Hall has a large number of Soul Master, only high-ranking and absolutely loyal core members are qualified to take the Holy Healing Begonia Martial Spirit Pill. A hundred drops are more than enough.
Seeing that she was about to continue, Lin Hai quickly stepped forward and gently grabbed her wrist.
A shimmering light appeared in his palm, and gentle Life energy instantly enveloped the tiny wound. In the blink of an eye, his fingertip was completely healed, smooth and flawless.
"Your Martial Soul is truly blessed." Ye Yunyao couldn't help but sigh as she looked at her wounds that had healed instantly.
Lin Hai released his grip and laughed, "Are you sure you don't need some medicinal herbs as compensation? Spirit Bone will do!"
Ye Yunyao rolled her eyes at him, her eyes filled with amusement:
"If you really feel bad about it, why don't you cook me a nice meal tonight? Consider it a way to replenish my blood!"
"Um... you can cook, right?"
"Of course," Lin Hai replied affirmatively.
Although he had never studied cooking, he possessed extraordinary perception, meticulous control over strength, and a background in pharmacology, making him exceptionally gifted in areas such as controlling heat, knife skills, and seasoning.
"I'm not picky about food," Ye Yunyao smiled. "The kitchen has all kinds of ingredients and seasonings, so feel free to use them."
"I will eat whatever you make!"
Lin Hai pondered for a moment, a confident glint in his eyes:
"In that case, I'll make you a dish... that you've never tasted before!"
"Okay, then I'll wait and see," Ye Yunyao said with a smile.