He continued reading, searching for a solution.
The book said: "There is no cure for this 'seed.' However, it can be 'contained.'"
"Take Outer-Heaven Meteorite and melt it with Thousand-Year Cold Marrow to forge a 'Soul-Suppressing Nail.' Use your own essence blood as a guide, and drive the nail into the recipient's Baihui, Shenting, and Tianshu acupoints. This can temporarily suppress the seed's growth, like putting a bridle on a mad horse."
"However, this method is extremely dangerous. The Soul-Suppressing Nail suppresses the seed, but it also suppresses the dragon energy. The recipient will become no better than a cripple, indistinguishable from an ordinary person. And as long as the seed remains, it will eventually strike back. When that day comes, all will be lost."
There was an even smaller note in vermilion ink below, its strokes bold and wild, brimming with arrogance.
"Another path: Why try to cure it? This is a divine treasure bestowed by Heaven! If one can find 'Rootless Water' to balance yin and yang and reverse the process, then the 'Yin Fire Karma Lotus' can be refined into the host's Divine Soul. The host will become the Divine Lotus, and the Divine Lotus will become the host. To step into the realm of a Land Immortal would be no idle boast. What a pity, what a pity! Rootless Water exists only in legend. Where could one find it..."
Land Immortal?
Gu Shen's pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints.
He finally understood.
This game of chess was bigger than he had imagined!
The Empress, the Third Prince... They might all be Chess Pieces. The real player wasn't after the throne of Great Zhou at all. They wanted to use the Emperor's life to prove their "Way"!
Did the Emperor know?
He might have guessed that the poison