This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered
Chapter 191 - 188: No Hope Left, Await Your Doom【Extra for Stern Master Zhutian because I’m stepping into the end!】

Chapter 191: Chapter 188: No Hope Left, Await Your Doom【Extra for Stern Master Zhutian because I’m stepping into the end!】

Gu Qingniu moved to the other side of Liang Yi and, even before he started the examination, he already began to frown and look distressed.

"Our Medicine Valley and this brat must have some innate conflict, don’t we? Why is it always him?"

The first time he treated this kid, the Valley Master was humiliatingly kidnapped, and the Medicine Valley was split in two. It’s only been a few years since we’ve just managed to repair it.

The second time, during his refining of the Spirit Pill, Wu Yangshuo dragged him out from the palace to diagnose his injuries.

And now, it’s the same scenario, even the posture is identical!

Gu Qingniu just wanted to stick a needle into this jinx and be done with it, to avoid any future trouble he might cause.

But he only dared to think this in his mind, as beside him stood a great Slaughter God. Life is precious, why make things difficult for oneself?

"Hisss!"

When Gu Qingniu reached out to probe Liang Yi’s body, a burst of lightning erupted from within Liang Yi, striking Gu Qingniu and causing him a sharp pain.

"Is this Ancestor Thunder?" Chen Hua casually removed the lightning entwined around Gu Qingniu’s hand, allowing him to treat himself.

"Good boy, even managing to get your hands on the Ancestor Thunder essence of the Immortal Dynasty."

The Ancestor Thunder of the Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty was world-renowned; the Grand Ancestor’s use of the Thunder Technique made him seem like the Thunder God reincarnated, repelling all evil spirits and demons!

Ancestor Thunder was a top-tier treasure of the Dao, and even the Grand Ancestor’s taming of it was mostly due to luck. When he passed away, leveraging the fortune of the Immortal Dynasty, he forcefully locked the Ancestor Thunder within his body, preventing it from returning to the heavens and earth, merging it with his life-long Thunder Dao laws to form the Ancestor Thunder essence that anyone could potentially master.

It’s more like a seed, when planted within the body it depends on whether Ancestor Thunder takes a liking to you. If successful, then you naturally master the Ancestor Thunder; if not, it just serves as a pure force of the Thunder Dao for a cultivator.

Ignoring the Ancestor Thunder dancing on his arm, Chen Hua reached out to investigate the shattered Sea of Consciousness of his eldest disciple.

Unsurprisingly, within the nearly-destroyed Sea of Consciousness, there was a large cluster of thunderclouds, thunder roiling and lightning flashing, shaking the heavens and earth.

"Lucky guy, to turn a disaster into a fortunate opportunity?"

With a casual thought, Chen Hua guessed what had happened:

Originally, the Ancestor Thunder essence was just a tool to buy time which the eldest disciple crushed. The vast and pure force of the Thunder Dao scattered through heaven and earth, forming a Thunder Prison. Over time, this power would gradually dissipate like water without a source.

But, as luck would have it, his eldest disciple had created an interesting sword technique that absorbed the forces of heaven and earth. Calling it "killing autumn" was simply because it was the autumn season; calling it "killing spring," "killing summer," or even "killing chickens" would not really make a difference.

And the power of Ancestor Thunder is the most authentic force of heaven and earth, naturally attracted into it. However, if the eldest disciple didn’t have the strength to dominate, the power of Ancestor Thunder combined with other forces drawn in would only collide, and the first to die would be Liang Yi, the user.

Liang Yi did not have this strength, but the Sword Immortal Realm does!

Let alone a few separate forces of heaven and earth, even absorbing the power of an entire small world, the Sword Immortal Realm could suppress it with absolute clarity, obedient as a pig before the slaughter.

It’s also fortunate that the eldest disciple practiced "One Sword Births All Techniques," with a relatively gentle conception, like a kindly elder sister, generous and embracing. If it were "One Sword Destroying All Laws," Liang Yi’s recklessness would have resulted in a death that left nothing behind.

So, through a series of coincidental interactions, Liang Yi was barely able to unleash this sword strike and at the same time subdue the Ancestor Thunder. Otherwise, if anything went wrong in any step, Liang Yi would end up with a completely annihilated Divine Soul.

"This damn luck, even I’m envious." Chen Hua shook his head, signaling Gu Qingniu to come forward and heal.

"This injury, truly is troubling for this old man." Gu Qingniu wore a face full of sorrow, preparing himself properly before starting to inspect Liang Yi’s injuries.

Severe external and internal injuries, hidden injuries piled high, the Divine Soul torn, the Sea of Consciousness on the brink of shattering which led to unconsciousness. Even now, the backlash from that one sword strike is still relentlessly devouring everything he has, with his body leaking vitality like a sieve.

If it were someone else, Gu Qingniu would have already drafted a funeral feast order for them at the Little Bamboo House.

You ask how a feast treats this kind of injury?

Sorry, you’re mistaken, the feast isn’t for the patient to eat; it’s for the patient’s family to host guests, because after all, it’s quite taxing for the guests to travel from afar to attend a funeral, isn’t it?

But Gu Qingniu doesn’t dare!

Don’t let Chen Hua’s current smiling appearance fool you; if Gu Qingniu dares to say that he can’t cure Liang Yi, the next second Chen Hua could go to Medicine Valley and bring Gu Qingniu’s big brother, the Valley Master, over in bonds.

This kind of thing, Chen Hua can do it, after all, it wouldn’t be the first time.

"Young Hero Liang’s injuries are quite serious. Treatment might be a little difficult, and there are not a few precious Spiritual Medicines needed." Gu Qingniu tried his best to cautiously convey Liang Yi’s condition.

"Don’t be afraid of difficulties, face them bravely, I believe in you."

"Besides, what kind of person do you think I, Chen Hua, am? Whatever Spiritual Medicine you need, just say the word. I will give Zhou Zhukong a heads-up, and he will prepare everything for you."

Chen Hua patted Gu Qingniu’s shoulder with a smile, offering encouragement.

Even though he’s quite an elderly man, why does he never receive a bit of respect for the elderly? Gu Qingniu fell into deep thought.

Watching Chen Hua, who had already turned to leave, Gu Qingniu dared not slack off. After calling over the palace guards, he reported a list of not-so-precious Spiritual Medicines first; the particularly valuable ones, he would wait for news.

Otherwise, he feared the Minister of Revenue—who managed the money—might either drop dead from shock on the spot or come straight over and fight him to the death.

Chen Hua disregarded all kinds of Prohibitions within the Imperial Palace and arrived in Emperor Zhou’s modest study as if nobody else was there. He casually pulled up a chair to sit and waited for Emperor Zhou, who was still systematically issuing various orders to the ministers. Officials in the study simply ignored Chen Hua’s improper actions.

After a while, the officials retired, leaving only Emperor Zhou and Chen Hua in the study.

"Are you alright, not injured?" Chen Hua looked at the silent Emperor Zhou and took the initiative to ask.

"Hmph! How could such trivial invaders injure Us?" Zhou Zhukong snorted coldly, his contempt mixed with arrogance.

"Haha, the little brat who used to follow behind me and your sister begging for candies now has the majestic presence of an emperor." Chen Hua teased, not fearing Zhou Zhukong getting angry in the slightest.

"Alright, it’s just us here, drop the ’Us’ and ’this lonely king’ business, it’s annoying to listen to."

Zhou Zhukong hesitated for a moment, waved his hand to seal the study, and after a long sigh, it was as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders, and he relaxed completely.

"At first, when the eldest sister secluded herself, the second sister died, and the fourth brother left, do you think I longed for this throne? If not for the shaky fate of the Immortal Dynasty, always on the verge of collapsing, and the common people facing devastation, I too would have joined you in attacking the Blood Control Sect!"

Emperor Zhou was clearly nearing middle age, yet now showed a kind of respect towards the young-looking Chen Hua.

Ever since the death of his second sister, Zhou Zhukong had blamed Chen Hua for most of it, hence for these many years, he had never shown a favorable expression towards him.

But unexpectedly today, he saw his presumed-dead second sister, which made his hatred towards Chen Hua dissipate by more than half, no longer meeting him with cold words.

"You say, that person... is it really my second sister?"

Zhou Zhukong lifted his head, his eyes full of hope, looking at Chen Hua. He was eager to get a definitive answer from the person in front of him.

Any strong individual who becomes a powerhouse will possess an unwavering and tenacious heart, but at this moment, Zhou Zhukong even dared not trust his own judgment, afraid that it was all but a fleeting illusion, merely his own misperception.

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