The Immortal Empress, Unrivaled Through Eternity

Li Yunqing looked up, but didn't feel that fiery and explicit gaze.

It's actually a form of appreciation.

"Thank you for the compliment!"

Li Yunqing responded calmly, her tone as gentle as ever.

Her tranquil and ethereal temperament gave people a sense of composure, as if nothing could make the woman in front of them change color.

This scene deepened the surprise in the man's eyes.

The woman in front of me didn't look very old, but her appearance and figure were stunning. What was most remarkable was her tranquil and ethereal temperament.

It's like a delicate flower that grows in the mundane world, yet remains untouched by its worldly concerns.

It blooms alone, admiring its own beauty in solitude.

They are neither elated by external gains nor saddened by personal losses, giving the impression of being devoid of joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, yet gentle and serene like water.

Just standing there quietly brings a sense of peace to the soul, like the rising moon over the sea, yet without the slightest hint of coldness or loneliness.

Thank you for your trouble.

The man spoke softly, his smile gentle.

"It's alright!" Li Yunqing replied.

He didn't have the blatant gaze of other men, nor did he have the feeling that other men couldn't take their eyes off a beautiful woman and couldn't move their feet.

However, he possessed an indescribable air of nobility.

Even Li Yunqing's Yin Eyes could sense the faint purple aura contained within the man's true energy.

There is a sense of dragons roaring and tigers howling.

"What kind of technique is this?"

"Could it be the Sixth Prince? A royal family technique?"

Thoughts flashed through Li Yunqing's mind, but she didn't say much. Holding her flying sword, she cut the clothes around the wound.

But when he saw those wounds, a sense of surprise arose in his heart.

His injuries were extremely severe, with wounds covering his chest, abdomen, legs, and arms.

It was like a desperate battle in a hopeless situation, with wounds so deep that the bone was almost visible.

Especially on his chest, the deepest wound was almost right next to his heart.

If it had been even an inch off, the man in front of him would have been dead.

Li Yunqing flicked her fingers, and instantly the area around the man's wound was filled with silver needles. Then, she threaded the needles and began to clean and suture the wound.

But out of the corner of her eye, she could still see many old wounds and scars on the rest of the man's body.

However, it seems that expensive scar removal medication was used, so the scar is not too noticeable.

"Is this what they call fighting to the death every day?"

Li Yunqing was somewhat surprised, and she even caught a faint, peculiar medicinal fragrance.

"The Millennium Jade Mushroom Pill, the treasure of Wanbaolou, a holy medicine for healing injuries, costs at least 50,000 taels of silver per pill."

"No wonder it's so calm."

Sensing the medicinal effects within the man's body, Li Yunqing suddenly understood. With nimble fingers, she finished treating the wound in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Martial artists naturally possess newborn blood and energy, as well as strength or true qi, making their wounds heal extremely quickly.

In addition, with the thousand-year-old Jade Mushroom Pill inside its body, such wounds can heal quickly as long as they are treated properly.

"Take a rest!"

After treating the wound, Li Yunqing, as usual, took out a pill and placed it in the man's hand.

During the refining of this elixir, she infused it with a wisp of herbal vitality, which can accelerate wound healing.

This was also something she could do for these soldiers who were fighting desperately against the demons.

The man took the Thousand-Year Jade Mushroom Pill, and she didn't give him any more.

Her medicine should be reserved for those who need it more.

The man was slightly taken aback, a smile flashing across his face, before being lifted up and carried outside by the crowd.

He turned his hand over to look at the pill in his hand.

It wasn't a particularly expensive medicine, and it was vastly different from the Thousand-Year Jade Mushroom Pill he was taking.

However, he could sense that the pill contained a rich life force, which greatly enhanced its quality.

In a place like Qingzhou, this is considered a top-grade medicine for healing wounds, and its value is probably quite high.

"Am I the only one?"

"interesting."

Looking at the pill in his hand, Yu Xuanfeng thought of that flawless face, and a smile inexplicably appeared on his face.

As a prince, he had seen far too many beautiful women who had failed to win his favor, while others tried to curry favor with him.

He would naturally take what was useful into his house, and he wouldn't dare to try to curry favor with what wasn't.

Today's incident is the most blatant of all.

However, as soon as he looked up, he saw several wounded soldiers holding the same pills, swallowing them directly, and heading towards the city wall.

"???"

His face instantly darkened, and he stiffened.

Then, expressionless, he turned his head to look at the other wounded.

It was discovered that everyone had one in their hand, and those with more serious injuries even had two or three.

This discovery instantly extinguished any ideas he had previously found interesting.

"Is this medicine very common?"

"My injuries are more severe than theirs, so why are my injuries less?"

A thought flashed through Yu Xuanfeng's mind. Holding the pill in his hand, he didn't know whether to laugh or be angry.

Back at camp.

As soon as they entered the gate, a row of figures bowed deeply and said, "Greetings, Sixth Prince."

The Sixth Prince, Yu Xuanfeng, regained his composure, held the pill in his palm, and said, "Get up."

"How is the army being deployed? Is it possible to annihilate the invading demons?"

Upon hearing the Sixth Prince's question, everyone answered in unison, "With three demon kings present, the demons dare not retreat."

"If we can delay them for a while, we will surely be able to annihilate the invading demons."

"Oh?"

Yu Xuanfeng nodded slightly and asked, "What did the Sword Saint of Cangshan say?"

"The Sword Saint once transmitted a message: give him three days, and the Three-Headed Demon King will surely die!"

Hearing everyone's response, the Sixth Prince spoke again: "In that case, let's do as the Sword Saint says."

"I have three days to wipe out all the invading demons. This matter must be handled properly."

"It just so happens that City Lord Qin, the Jiang family, and the Zhou... um? Where are the Zhou family members?"

At this point, the Sixth Prince glanced around but didn't see anyone from the Zhou family.

"Ahem..." City Lord Qin and Patriarch Jiang exchanged a glance and said, "Patriarch Zhou's son died yesterday on a woman's belly. Patriarch Zhou is dealing with the situation."

Who could have imagined that demons would attack the city, and the entire city would fight a bitter battle for several days?

Zhou Jiazi, however, never showed up, and didn't even go home. He spent every night in brothels and eventually died on a woman's belly.

This is absolutely a disgrace.

Once the news gets out, the entire Zhou family will likely be scorned, so it's no wonder the Zhou family head is so eager to deal with it.

"Tsk... Others die fighting demons, but Zhou Jiazi died fighting a woman."

The Sixth Prince clicked his tongue lightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Demons are attacking, yet some people don't take it seriously. If it weren't for the Sword Saint, millions of people in Qingzhou would have lost their lives.

If such a thing were to happen, the Emperor would surely be furious.

At that time, I'm afraid no one would feel good.

"We'll talk about that later. You all go and make the arrangements. Destroy the invading demons in three days!"

"This matter cannot be allowed to fail!"

After the sixth prince finished speaking, he waved his hand, signaling everyone to leave.

This was a credit he had already earned, and he couldn't allow anything to go wrong.

Merit might not add any points to the position of crown prince in the eyes of the emperor, but it can be exchanged for resources to strengthen oneself.

That's why he took on the task.

Everyone left in an orderly fashion, and in a short while, only the Sixth Prince and his six personal guards remained in the room.

"Unless my life is in grave danger tomorrow, you are not allowed to attack me again!"

Looking at the figures beside him, the Sixth Prince said coldly, "Only those who have broken through to the Profound Realm are qualified for that position."

"My eldest brother, second brother, and third brother have all reached the Qi Realm Perfection stage, and even my fourth and fifth brothers are close to it."

"If I don't fight with all my might, I won't have a single chance."

"You should understand."

Hearing the Sixth Prince's words, the group exchanged glances and bowed their heads in unison, saying, "Your Highness..."

"No need to persuade me anymore!"

The sixth prince interrupted them, saying, "Back then, my father also risked everything and was tempered in the face of life and death to become the emperor he is today."

"Without exceptional talent, one can only fight desperately."

The sixth prince looked at the pill in his hand and said, "If I am seriously injured, send me to that female physician."

"Her medical skills are excellent; her acupuncture techniques are very similar to those of the legendary healer, Granny Gui."

"The Ghost Needle is a needle made with medicinal ingredients; a single needle can determine life or death."

"As long as I have a breath left, she should be able to keep me alive."

"I also have life-saving medication on me, so you can rest assured."

At this point, the sixth prince's tone softened: "If I am truly unlucky enough to die, Father will blame me."

"You may flee for your lives and live under assumed names."

"The world is so big, there's always a place to hide."

After speaking, the Sixth Prince looked towards the capital and remained silent.

Among the many princes, only those who break through to the Profound Realm are qualified, and that is all they are qualified for.

Without entering the Profound Realm, even with unparalleled wisdom, it is impossible to ascend to that position, let alone suppress the entire court of civil and military officials.

The Xuanjing realm is the lowest, very lowest qualification to become a crown prince.

As a member of the royal family, if one cannot fight desperately to reach that position...

What difference is there between this and death?