The World's Number One Medical Hall

Chapter Forty-Eight: Shangqing Mountain, A Big Joke

The rain poured down on the city.

The night is deep.

By this time, news of the assassination attempt on Prince Ming on a rainy night had spread throughout the entire city of Pingjing.

This news was truly astonishing to everyone.

Many important figures, upon learning the details, frowned for a long time, unable to remain calm.

Actually, even without mentioning the assassination attempt on Ming Wang, the sheer scale of the uproar is immense. The fact that Ming Wang suddenly became a young martial arts grandmaster, and even managed to kill a Daoist with a single move, serving as undeniable proof of his strength, is enough to leave everyone stunned.

It should be noted that in Pingjing City, the Ming King seems to have stirred up a storm in the world these past few days, becoming the focus of everyone's attention and the most sensitive point of focus.

But in reality, not to mention everyone else, even the royal family or the Lin family, the two closest relatives of the Ming King, never really cared about the Ming King himself.

Everyone is only concerned with the event itself. Ming Wang was just someone who happened to be there, a mere cause, a pawn in the struggle!

Ultimately, in the eyes of the powerful and wealthy, Prince Ming was nothing more than a prince who grew up among the common people and had no foundation in the court. Moreover, he was a dissolute prince who was neither good at literature nor martial arts, and who spent his days running dogs and fighting cocks, and whose reputation was notorious.

In everyone's eyes, he was simply not worthy of respect. Even though he was the Empress's legitimate son, he was destined to never inherit the throne and would never be able to stir up any power struggles in the future.

Such a carefree prince is destined for a mediocre life. Why would a truly important person waste time paying attention to him?

He left today, and that's it; it didn't stir up the slightest ripple in anyone's heart.

"Is this the Ming King? That playboy who indulges in cockfighting and dog fighting?"

"He's actually a martial arts grandmaster? Didn't he get beaten up by two sorcerers from Shangqing Mountain just two days ago, and his wedding banquet couldn't even be held? Is this a joke...?"

"He single-handedly slew all his enemies; even a Daoist master couldn't withstand the power of a single punch from him... He's only sixteen years old! He has the potential to become a True Immortal!"

At this moment, this astonishing news arrived, leaving everyone feeling overwhelmed and incredulous.

Many people felt extremely embarrassed and their faces turned red.

Before Lin Suyin, there were rumors that the royal family intended to select a consort for the Prince of Ming. At that time, all families avoided it, fearing that their daughters would be chosen, and all reacted indifferently. But now, when she thought that she had actually avoided a martial arts master who had mastered the art at the age of sixteen, and who, if nothing unexpected happened, was likely to become a true immortal in the world, how could her heart not be complicated?

"What a bastard..." Many people were filled with resentment at this moment!

Who's the scoundrel? Of course it's King Ming. If you have such ability, why did you hide it? Otherwise, why would everyone avoid you like the plague, only to have the Lin family take advantage of the situation...

However, this thought could only be kept to oneself; it was absolutely forbidden to reveal it and show that one was blind to talent.

So he could only sulk, put aside these complicated thoughts, and with a glint in his eyes, study the impact of this attack on the Ming King and his subsequent attainment of the Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Needless to say, those who hold power in the court are absolutely not foolish.

In an instant, these people were filled with thoughts and summoned their advisors to discuss countermeasures in the face of great changes.

In many wealthy and powerful families, the lights were kept on all night, and for the first time, the name of the Ming King truly became the focus of everyone's attention.

Until the early hours of the morning, another message arrived, interrupting everyone's thoughts.

"Zhang Bangli has been brought back!"

As if they had planned it all out, almost everyone's first reaction was to stand up abruptly and shout at the servants, "Prepare the carriage immediately! I'm going to the palace!"

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early morning.

Carriages and horses sped by on a rainy night!

In front of the palace gates, cars stopped one after another, and high-ranking officials walked solemnly into the palace.

Every now and then you can see familiar figures passing by. Everyone just bows to each other in greeting, without saying much, and all of them look extremely serious.

Clearly, everyone knew what was going on and no one wanted to get together in public. Even those who were usually close were now avoiding each other.

After all, who knows how many heads will roll in this attack on the Ming King, and how many prominent families will be implicated and fall from grace?

Did you not see the long street tonight, where soldiers were running back and forth everywhere, each one exuding a murderous aura that made one's heart tremble?

Even inside the palace, there were guards every three steps and sentries every five steps, with soldiers standing at attention, their weapons drawn, and a chilling atmosphere permeated everyone's hearts.

No one dared to express any opinion on this. The only unusual thing on their faces was when their gaze swept over Lin Huayao, who had also arrived, their eyes revealed a hint of something deeper.

Indeed, Lin Huayao also arrived. In fact, he was the first to arrive, having been waiting in front of the Golden Palace for two hours to request an audience with Emperor Dingwu.

After all, no matter what, the Ming King is his son-in-law. How could he not care and express concern and indignation when such a big thing happened?

However, Emperor Dingwu was perhaps too busy with state affairs to meet him, so he could only stand in the Golden Palace for two hours.

His face was sometimes filled with grief, sometimes with sorrow, and sometimes with wide eyes and clenched fists, expressing his strong indignation towards those treacherous officials. It was as if he wished he could use his old age to kill all those treacherous officials to protect the country, to avenge his hatred, and to comfort the wise king's sorrow!

Judging from his appearance alone, he must be a loyal subject...

Seeing his dedication, the ministers couldn't help but follow suit. Soon, the colleagues who had previously been secretive and reserved outside the palace gates became very friendly.

Everyone spoke eloquently, their faces contorted with rage, spittle flying everywhere, occasionally raising their fists and cursing, expressing their boundless anger towards that traitorous official.

Then, some loyal ministers knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly, and cried out towards the back of the Golden Palace: "Your Majesty, this old minister begs Your Majesty to execute the traitors, uphold justice for the Ming King, and establish the prestige of the Great Xia..."

For a time, the Golden Palace was bustling with activity even though the emperor had not yet arrived.

Among them, there was one person who sat to the side, observing coldly, like a celestial being, indifferent to worldly affairs, truly a superior being.

It turned out to be the Daoist Master Chongxuan of Shangqing Mountain. He was sitting alone on the right, holding a whisk in his hand. His expression was unreadable, and he kept his eyes slightly closed, remaining silent.

Some observant people, upon catching a glimpse of his figure, couldn't help but twitch at the corners of their mouths.

"This old man has really been tricked this time. Nine Rejuvenation Pills! He might have to personally stomp those two sorcerers when he gets back to the mountain..."

It must be said that at this moment, no one really doubted that it was Shangqingshan who did it. Just thinking about what Shangqingshan had gone through made people unable to help but laugh.

I even felt sorry for him. Damn it, those two sorcerers, so ignorant of their own limitations, went and struck a martial arts master with a palm strike, thinking they had succeeded. They felt they had caused a great disaster and were terrified of killing the Ming King, so they hastily offered nine Guiyuan Pills as compensation. But damn it, in the blink of an eye, he was full of energy and killed a Taoist master with a single punch...

This time, Shangqing Mountain has really messed up; it might become a laughing stock in the Taoist community for all time.

Although Daoist Chongxuan appeared to be aloof and detached from worldly affairs, he was, in reality, a Daoist master of high status with keen spiritual senses. He naturally noticed the profound meaning in the gaze that occasionally glanced at him.

"Amitabha Buddha..." he kept chanting in his heart, hoping for peace.

However, perhaps his cultivation was truly insufficient, for he could never find peace within himself, and the two goatees at the corners of his mouth would twitch from time to time.

Finally, she simply closed her eyes and refused to look at those pitying glances anymore.

But he was truly heartbroken. He was stunned when he received the news and couldn't come to his senses for a long time.

It's not his fault. Even a truly detached and worldly person would probably find it hard to let go of such an absurd situation.

For the sake of a disciple with considerable talent, they sent two sorcerers to disrupt the wedding of an unprecedentedly brilliant young master. Not only did they offend the master terribly, but they also arrogantly believed that the two sorcerers could beat him so badly that he vomited blood and couldn't get out of bed.

To be honest, although we lost nine Guiyuan Pills before, it wasn't shameful at all. In fact, within the entire Daoist sect, our prestige was even greater.

After all, their sorcerers killed the Venerable King Ming in public, and what happened? A few Guiyuan Pills were all it took to settle the matter. Isn't that enough to demonstrate the might of Shangqing Mountain?

However, now, everything has suddenly become a joke. Not only were they swindled out of nine Guiyuan Pills, but they've also become the most foolish sect in history.