Immortal Martial Emperor

"Miss Tianshuang is dying!"

The maid’s terrified shout sent everyone’s hearts plummeting to rock bottom.

Little Feng, ignoring his own injuries, jumped down from Hong Yu’s arms. He stared nervously at the approaching maid. "What did you say happened to my aunt?"

"Y-Young Master, Miss Tianshuang... she’s been coughing up black blood ever since just now. I-I don’t think she’s going to make it..."

Hearing this, Little Feng stumbled back, his young face deathly pale.

His eyes glistened. "Impossible. My aunt is supposed to live a long life! How could she... No, it’s impossible..."

He hadn’t shed a single tear even when Wang Fei had nearly choked him to death, but upon hearing that Beichen Celestial Frost’s life was in danger, hot tears welled up in the young, resolute boy’s eyes.

He stood there, lost and helpless.

Like a child lost at a crossroads, utterly bewildered.

Suddenly, he saw Hong Yu, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. "Big brother, you must have a way to save my aunt! Please, I’m begging you, please save her..."

Little Feng tugged relentlessly at Hong Yu’s sleeve.

Hong Yu ruffled his hair. "Don’t worry. I won’t let anything happen to her."

Little Feng pulled Hong Yu along, ignoring everyone else, and ran straight for Beichen Celestial Frost’s room.

Beichen Ba stood rooted to the spot, looking completely crestfallen.

The Patriarch of the Beichen Family—a man who had endured the rage of his lover’s clan being annihilated, tolerated his wife’s affair with his own brother, and even watched as his son was nearly killed, all for the sake of his family’s prosperity—now stood motionless, like a pitiful man who had lost all faith.

For the sake of his family, he had given almost everything.

But now...

’What have I gained in return?’

In that instant, Beichen Ba seemed to age decades, and streaks of white appeared in the hair at his temples.

An aura of world-weariness and desolation emanated from him.

Sister Qin watched Beichen Ba, a complex light flickering in her eyes. It finally resolved into a long, quiet sigh. She said to the guard beside her, "Wait here. Don’t let anyone disturb the Beichen Family Master."

"As you command!"

The guard, at the Peak of the Earth Soul Realm, stood aside.

Sister Qin hesitated for a moment, but instead of following them into the Beichen Family estate, she departed in her chariot.

Now that the Crown Prince, Qin Mutian, was dead, more responsibilities and opportunities had fallen to the various Princes and princesses. And among them, she was the one most favored and trusted by the King.

A change in status and identity was enough to completely transform a person.

...

"Big brother, how is my aunt?" Little Feng asked nervously.

Hong Yu glanced at the cold, beautiful young woman twitching on the bed, black blood trickling from her mouth. He drew in a sharp breath. "The potent poison in her body has begun to spread. The antidote previously used to suppress it has clearly been assimilated by the poison. Not only is it failing to control the toxins, it’s actually accelerating their effects."

"Big brother, you have to save my aunt! I’m begging you."

Little Feng’s eyes were red-rimmed as he stared anxiously at Hong Yu.

Hong Yu let out a low sigh. "Don’t worry. I’ll do my best."

After a moment’s hesitation, Hong Yu said, "But for now... I need you to go purchase these medicinal herbs. Then, lock down this courtyard and don’t let anyone disturb me."

"Okay, I’ll have someone purchase these herbs right away!"

Little Feng nodded, but then quickly shook his head. "No, I’ll go buy them myself! The Beichen Commerce Association should have all of these herbs. If I really can’t find them, I’ll go straight to the Underground Alliance!"

The moment he heard there was a way to save Beichen Celestial Frost’s life, Little Feng sprang back to life.

He was already starting to carry himself with the air of a great general!

He made the arrangements in an orderly fashion.

Soon, the entire courtyard was surrounded and guarded by layers of guards, while Little Feng himself went to purchase the herbs under the protection of his own squad.

Only Hong Yu and Beichen Celestial Frost remained in the room.

Sighing softly, Hong Yu stood by the bed and said to Beichen Celestial Frost, "Miss Tianshuang, please forgive the intrusion."

"Ngh..."

Beichen Celestial Frost’s lovely eyebrows furrowed slightly.

It was unclear if she had heard Hong Yu’s words and was responding, or if it was just an unconscious reaction.

Hong Yu didn’t dwell on it.

He sat on the bed and helped Beichen Celestial Frost sit up.

The young woman’s faint, clean fragrance wafted around him. Feeling the subtle warmth and softness of her body made Hong Yu’s mind race and a fire ignite in his lower abdomen.

’What a sin, what a sin!’

Hong Yu shook his head with a wry smile. With a wave of his hand, the bed curtains fell.

They were pink silk curtains, semi-transparent and revealing tantalizing glimpses, creating a strange, ambiguous atmosphere.

Hong Yu circulated his power, retrieved a handful of Gold Coins from his Storage Ring, and shot flames from his palm. The Gold Coins instantly melted into a pool of liquid gold.

"Spinning silk from a cocoon!"

Hong Yu let out a low cry.

As his five fingers moved rhythmically, the liquid gold leaped up as fine golden threads, which then transformed into slender golden needles.

Hong Yu took thirty-six of the Golden Needles. Placing his left hand on Beichen Celestial Frost’s back, he took a deep breath. "Miss Tianshuang, forgive my boldness."

His hand moved somewhat clumsily over the young woman’s body.

Beichen Celestial Frost was wearing only a thin silk undergarment. As his palm rested on the fabric, a smooth sensation traveled through his hand, and he could faintly feel the warmth of her skin beneath.

A shiver ran through Hong Yu. Fortunately, his mind was strong, and he suppressed the urge to throw himself upon the young woman in his arms, carefully untying her top.

A moment later, her top was completely removed.

Her smooth back was exposed before him. Her shoulders were round and sleek, her entire back slender without a trace of excess flesh. Looking from behind, one could even catch a glimpse of the two white peaks rising high between her lotus-root-like arms.

’See no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil!’

Hong Yu’s face flushed hot. He felt a wave of heat surge through his body, and the blood in his veins began to churn chaotically.

’Dammit, if you get hard again, I’ll snap you in half!’

Hong Yu bit the tip of his tongue. The sharp pain jolted his body, and the wicked fire in his lower abdomen finally ceased its stirring.

Hong Yu collected his Heart Spirit and began to apply the needles.

’The poison used by the Blood Killing Tower actually adheres to the bone marrow. Using only the Profound Distant Flying Needle Technique from the Divine Medicine Scripture can only clear the poison in the blood. I’ll have to find another way to deal with the poison in the marrow.’

Hong Yu placed his palm gently on Beichen Celestial Frost’s smooth back.

Her back—smooth as mutton fat, fine as white jade, delicate as a hot spring—felt cool to the touch.

Faintly, beneath her fair skin, he could even feel the rampaging toxins in her flowing blood, still destroying Beichen Celestial Frost’s bodily functions.

"Profound Distant Flying Needle—Thirty-Six Techniques, release!"

The words burst from Hong Yu’s lips like a clap of thunder.

The Golden Needles in his hand blossomed like dazzling flowers, shifting ethereally, like shadows, like phantoms in the wind.

In a flurry of movement, the Golden Needles pierced the various acupoints on Beichen Celestial Frost’s back.

"Turn!"

In an instant, Hong Yu tapped Beichen Celestial Frost’s shoulder with his palm, turning her around to face him.

He subconsciously raised his hand, intending to follow the instructions of the Profound Distant Flying Needle Technique, strike her over the heart, and use his Elemental Power to force out the poison.

But...

When Beichen Celestial Frost turned, and he saw her cold, pale, and pitiable face, along with the two plump white rabbits bouncing up and down, Hong Yu felt a sudden rush of blood to his head.

The two pink points on her chest, bobbing along with the "white rabbits," made one’s blood boil.

’Ma Le Gobi, this is going to be the death of me!’

Hong Yu closed his eyes with a wry smile and pushed out his palm.

His hand met something warm, round, and so full he couldn’t grasp it all. Fortunately, he could feel her heartbeat.

Hong Yu didn’t dare to dwell on it. He hurriedly activated his Profound Skill, and Elemental Power surged from his palm into Beichen Celestial Frost’s body.

Hong Yu’s Elemental Power was remarkably pure.

Combined with his formidable Spiritual Power, his control and manipulation of Elemental Power were far superior to others at the same Level.

The Elemental Power coursed through Beichen Celestial Frost’s body, seeping into her bloodstream, continuously filtering out the black toxins and guiding them toward the Golden Needles.

This Profound Distant Flying Needle Technique was recorded in the Divine Medicine Scripture, and it also happened to be the highest-Level detoxification art Hong Yu could currently perform.

The reason the Golden Needles were inserted into the patient’s back was that there were relatively few vital points there.

Coupled with the profound mysteries of the Divine Medicine Scripture, its detoxification ability was naturally powerful.

Under Hong Yu’s exquisite control, the Elemental Power had already circulated through Beichen Celestial Frost’s body once, gathering the black toxins onto the Golden Needles in her back.

BUZZ! BUZZ!

The Golden Needles trembled violently.

Wisps of black energy could be seen swirling on each Golden Needle—the toxins were gradually being forced out.

’Now’s the time!’

Hong Yu’s eyes snapped open.

The hand gripping Beichen Celestial Frost’s chest suddenly exerted force, his five fingers clenching tightly.

A surging wave of Elemental Power rushed into Beichen Celestial Frost’s body like a bursting flood.

PFFT! PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!

A series of spurting sounds rang out.

From Beichen Celestial Frost’s back, thirty-six jets of black blood erupted in succession.

The black blood gushed out for a full two breaths’ time.

Seeing the blood gradually turn red, Hong Yu finally stopped channeling his Elemental Power and let out a long sigh of relief. "The toxins in her blood are finally cleared."

"Mmmph..."

A weak moan suddenly reached his ears.

Hong Yu subconsciously tightened his grip slightly. When he heard that soul-stirring moan again, he froze and quickly looked up.

He saw that Beichen Celestial Frost had half-opened her eyes. Her pretty face was flushed crimson, like a ripe peach, and she was staring at him without blinking.

Their eyes met. Hong Yu’s face burned, and his body, betraying him, stiffened.

Beichen Celestial Frost tried to pull the blanket over herself, but she was too weak. With a soft "Aiya!" she fell forward into Hong Yu’s arms.

The beauty tumbled into his embrace, and her jade-like hands landed right on "Little Hong Yu."

"ROAR!"

Hong Yu let out a roar like a tiger and shot to his feet, hastily pulling the nearby blanket over Beichen Celestial Frost’s naked body.

"Uh, um... y-you should get some rest..."

He stammered out the instruction, then, half-bent at the waist, fled in utter embarrassment.

In the room...

Beichen Celestial Frost lay on the bed, her eyes half-closed, her face flushed with shame.

The woman known as the coldest and proudest of Qin Royal City’s four great beauties now looked like a love-struck young girl, gazing after the direction Hong Yu had fled with a mix of hope and anxiety.

’Will... will he take responsibility for me?’