Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 143 Someone Who Can Save Zhao Guanxiang

Zhao Qi'an took back the hand that was holding Zhao Guanxiang's pulse.

Just now, he used his spiritual power to probe into Zhao Guanxiang's body and found out how bad the condition inside was.

The injuries on the body are not serious, even if the three dantians are damaged, it is possible to repair them.

But the original fetus is damaged, which is a very tricky problem.

If a damaged Yuantai is so easy to cure, then why do so many Tianren warriors choose to keep a low profile and "nourish the fetus" in the Yuantai realm and dare not fight with others easily?
Even Zhao Qi'an is no exception!
Zhao Guanxiang was stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.

Although he knew how bad his health was now, he always had a glimmer of hope in his heart before meeting Zhao Qian'an.

My godfather will always find a way.

But now Zhao Qi'an said the three words "can't be saved" with his own mouth, which undoubtedly brought him to the bottom of his heart.

Zhao Qi'an asked: "Why not use the Tuowu card?"

Zhao Guanxiang replied in a low voice, "I'm too late."

"Why?"

"It broke through all of a sudden, and I had no power to suppress it at all." Zhao Guanxiang's expression flashed with confusion, "Originally, the silver needle secret method could have lasted for at least an incense stick of time, but after the breakthrough, the blood and energy in my body completely ran wild and backfired on myself."

A trace of doubt suddenly flashed across Zhao Qinan's mind.

He originally thought that Zhao Guanxiang could have escaped, but chose to kill Wang Ping by force, which led to his end.

But in this case, it’s not his fault.

Just listening to him say this, it doesn't sound like he had some enlightenment during the fight and had a breakthrough on the battlefield, but rather like he was helped by external forces.

Zhao Qi'an pondered for a moment, then said to Zhao Guanxiang, "Where is the Zhuxie Sword?"

"here."

Zhao Nishang then hurriedly took Zhao Guanxiang's knife and handed it to Zhao Qi'an.

Zhao Qian'an held the knife across his chest with both hands and drew the knife out of its sheath.

"Om~~"

The blade trembled, and there was a huge force that seemed to be trying to escape from his hand.

The magic weapon has its own spirit and only recognizes its master.

But when Zhao Qi'an's vast spiritual power was poured into the blade, the "Evil-Slaying Sword" instantly became quiet.

Zhao Qinan closed his eyes slightly, feeling the power coming back from the blade in his hand.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, and a hint of realization flashed in his eyes.

He felt this magical weapon becoming "weak".

When I thought about Zhao Guanxiang's breakthrough on the battlefield, I suddenly understood.

Should we say it was chance or was it Zhao Guanxiang's bad luck?

Zhao Qi'an put the knife back into the scabbard and his expression returned to normal.

"Adoptive father." Zhao Nishang walked up to him with a complicated expression, and asked in a low voice, "Fourth brother, is there really... no other way?"

Zhao Qi'an glanced at Zhao Guanxiang, only to see that Zhao Guanxiang also looked nervous and at a loss.

He said, "Guan Xiang will stay with me tonight. I will help him recover from his injuries."

"As for the damage to the fetus... we'll talk about it after I meet with Dean An tomorrow."

……

The next day, it was still dark.

In the backyard of the princess's mansion, a horse-drawn carriage was traveling lightly and quietly towards the west of the outer city.

……

West City Market, Treasure Pavilion, fifth floor. Zhao Qi'an sat on the terrace drinking tea, with a chessboard in front of him, and sitting opposite him was his ninth adopted son, Zhao Lingyun.

Although the little Taoist boy now follows Dean An and is no longer a Taoist priest, he still wears a plain green Taoist robe. It's not the same one he wore before, but the material is new, and the style is almost the same as before, with no difference.

Although he is no longer troubled by the illusions of his past life, he is still focused on what he does. At this moment, he is immersed in the chess game on the board in front of him, so absorbed in it that he ignores others, as if nothing has changed from before.

While looking at the chess board, he held a piece of sour jujube cake in his hand and was about to put it towards his mouth.

But before the sour jujube cake reached his mouth, Zhao Lingyun suddenly stopped and looked up at Zhao Qian'an, who was drinking tea calmly opposite him.

He looked down at the cake in his hand and handed it to Zhao Qian: "Dad, eat."

Zhao Qi'an was a little surprised, smiled faintly, and shook his head: "Dad doesn't want to eat."

"Oh."

Zhao Lingyun responded dully, took a bite, and then lowered his head to focus on the chess game in front of him.

That was the endgame that Dean An left for him. Zhao Qi'an glanced at it casually and found that it was a game with quite a lot of tricks.

It seems that the little guy is learning well under Dean An.

Zhao Qi'an watched from the side for a while, and then saw Dean An coming out from the inner room.

An Shoudao still looked like the little old man, with a white beard and a kind face.

But when he saw Zhao Qi'an, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Every time the boss comes, he gives me a big problem."

Zhao Qi'an frowned slightly: "Looking at the situation, is the dean helpless?"

An Shoudao sat on the other side of the couch and said to Zhao Qi'an, "I am a corrupt scholar, not a medical expert. If I were to study, I would have some accomplishments, but curing illnesses and saving lives is not what I am good at. But doesn't Mr. Zhao have a good relationship with Lady Baihua? She is also the teacher of that little girl Nichang, right? Why don't you invite Lady Baihua to come?"

Zhao Qi'an shook his head and said, "Hundred Flower Valley is too far away. Besides, I can't heal Yuantai's injury, and the fairy lady has no means to heal it either."

"I forgot that the boss is a medical expert."

Zhao Qi'an drank tea silently, and An Shoudao was not in a hurry and drank tea with him.

After a cup of tea, Zhao Qi'an finally spoke first: "Who treated the dean's injury back then?"

An Shoudao said with a smile: "Boss Zhao, are you impatient? I knew you were waiting for me here. You carried the person to me and just took some time off. I thought you were not in a hurry."

Zhao Qi'an coughed lightly and bowed to An Shoudao: "I hope the dean can help me solve this problem."

An Shoudao twisted his beard and sighed, "If you expect me to come forward and ask that person to take action, I'm afraid your hope is doomed to fail. But... fortunately, it's just observation, so I think it shouldn't be difficult to ask that person to take action."

"how do I say this?"

"Because my path forward was cut off and my foundation damaged, the person who treated me was the same person."

Zhao Qi'an understood instantly: "National Master, Shuiyuexian?"

An Shoudao nodded and said, "That's right."

Only then did Zhao Qi'an understand what Dean An meant by that.

Asking the imperial teacher for help is extremely difficult. Even if you offer mountains of gold and silver, you cannot impress this banished immortal.

It is also impossible to ask the National Master for help through Dean An's relationship. The dispute over the avenue back then has made the relationship between the two irreconcilable.

If Zhao Qi'an's own fetus was damaged, he would probably not be able to ask the imperial master for help.

But Zhao Guanxiang can.

Because Zhao Guanxiang is from the Astronomical Observatory, and he is the most talented young person among the Astronomical Observatory!

Although General Ling Fang is in charge of all matters of the Celestial Patrol, the person who truly controls the Celestial Patrol is the Imperial Master Shui Yuexian. Even the Celestial Patrol was founded by the Imperial Master himself.

Although Shuiyuexian mostly ignored the things in the prison and focused on assisting Emperor Tianwu in his pursuit of immortality.

But Zhao Guanxiang is, after all, the "rising star" of the Astronomical Observatory, and the confidant of Yanzun Qilianzhi. Qilianzhi will definitely plead for him to the Imperial Master, so it should not be difficult to ask the Imperial Master for help.

(End of this chapter)