Chapter 943: Lil Thing tries hard (2/2)
Lil Thing hoped that Mama Yunxi could wake up sooner and recover her health. Then it could keep cultivating. That was its only chance to escape from this place. Mama Yunxi was on the verge of breaking through the third level of the poison storage space. She only needed a crucial turning point for that final push. Lil Thing was hoping that would happen soon, because then it’d be able to fully communicate with her via their souls.
Currently, Han Yunxi was still unconscious and unaware of Lil Thing’s efforts. Long Feiye and Gu Beiyue were even more ignorant. They had already left the teashop and were hurrying towards the Hundred Poisons Sect. Along the way, Long Feiye kept watch over Han Yunxi day and night. Gu Beiyue and Baili Mingxiang ended up sharing the same carriage, him with creased brows and silent countenance while she was filled with worry. Day after day passed, but Han Yunxi still showed no signs of waking up. The closer they got to Hundred Poisons Sect, the tenser everyone felt.
This afternoon, the ground was resting by a stream when Long Feiye received bad news. Long Tianmo had been invited to Western Zhou by Emperor Kangcheng and publicly expressed his support for the East-West Qin Alliance, as well as his desire to help them deal with the Hundred Poisons Sect.
“Expresses his support?” Gu Beiyue smiled. “That’s probably not Long Tianmo’s true motive.”
“He and Emperor Kangcheng both want to serve as witnesses to the truth behind the civil war of the Great Qin Empire,” Long Feiye intoned.
It wasn’t just East and West Qin who had their own versions of the civil war story, but all of Cloud Realm Continent. No one knew the truth or who were the real victims versus criminals. Every since Myriad Merchant Hall publicized news of the East-West Qin Alliance and Long Feiye and Han Yunxi’s tag-team efforts against Bai Yanqing, new discussions had popped up all around the continent again. After all, the factions of both East and West Qin made up of half of Cloud Realm Continent. This would determine the continent’s future, so who wouldn’t be interested and curious? Furthermore, many people wanted to know who would win in the match against husband and wife once Long Feiye and Han Yunxi attained their goal.
“Stand as witness, now that’s interesting.” Gu Beiyue mused, but before he could continue, Long Feiye’s eyes turned cold.
“That depends on whether they have the skills to see it in the first place!”
The Hundred Poisons Sect was located within Western Zhou territory, which was ruled by Emperor Kangcheng. Was it he who had invited Long Tianmo first, or Long Tianmo himself who extended the offer of a collaboration? Whether it was Western Zhou or Tianning, both countries were still exhausted from last year’s battles. It would take them five to ten years to build up enough manpower and wealth to fight again. Who knew that their two leaders would be restless enough to involve themselves in the East-West Qin debate?
“Looks like Emperor Kangcheng is going to perform the duties of a host,” Gu Beiyue said helplessly.
As predicted, Long Feiye received news the next day that Emperor Kangcheng had used his status as host to invited Medical and Medicine City to come act as witnesses, too.
“Hilarious!” Even a compassionate soul like Gu Beiyue couldn’t help but mock them. The world already knew that Medical and Medicine City were Han Yunxi’s powers. Wasn’t Emperor Kangcheng doing something completely unnecessary? He didn’t need to invite the two cities at all.
“What is Kangcheng planning?” Long Feiye mused. Rather than inviting the two cities, it seemed like the emperor simply wanted to make a fanfare of things. Once the stakes grew larger, then he and Han Yunxi would have to publicly question Bai Yanqing instead of interrogating him in private. Such matters wouldn’t affect Western Zhou, so why did Emperor Kangcheng care so much in the first place?
“Ask Chu Tianyin just what Kangcheng’s motives are!” Long Feiye instructed icily. After Gu Beiyue’s return, communications with Chu Tianyin naturally fell on his shoulders. Long Feiye himself returned to the carriage to sit by Han Yunxi’s side. He took her hand and pressed it against his lips, looking even calmer than she did.
There were three days left until the appointed faceoff. Would Han Yunxi wake up in time?