On the eve of the Soul Master Tournament.
Qian Renxue brought Yun Chen to the palace, preparing to seek an audience with Xue Ye.
"Sister Xue, His Majesty..."
Yun Chen trailed off. Qian Renxue merely gave him a subtle look, and he immediately understood.
It seems that using the Sea God's power last time made Xue Ye even less able to bear the burden.
Just as Yun Chen had thought, ever since Xue Ye had used the last trace of the Sea God's power, his health had deteriorated by the day. Even if Qian Renxue stopped poisoning him, it would still be the same.
At this rate, Xue Ye did not have many years left to live.
And after Qian Renxue poisoned him, Xue Ye had become bedridden over the past few months. Most of the empire's affairs had already been transferred to Qian Renxue, while a small portion of the nation's border-defense matters had been handed to Xue Xing, the Heaven Dou Empire's only prince.
Over the past few months, Xue Ye had also shut himself away and refused to see anyone. Perhaps because he was nearing death, his temper had become erratic, and even the servants at his side had been replaced several times.
Disguised as Xue Qinghe, Qian Renxue led Yun Chen straight through the palace to the entrance of Xue Ye's bedchamber, where he was recuperating.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince, you cannot enter. His Majesty is unwell today and has decreed that he will receive no visitors. Please return."
Though the palace maids and eunuchs outside the door did not dare slight Qian Renxue upon seeing her, Xue Ye was not dead yet. They did not dare let Qian Renxue act too brazenly and hurried to block her path.
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue merely