Due to the intricacy of this matter, which involves extremely mysterious souls, even the Beixie National Master didn’t have complete confidence.

He had only heard about it from his master.

"So, is there a way?"

Chu Feng suddenly turned around, tightly gripping the Beixie National Master’s shoulders, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at him.

"Your Majesty must not hold too much hope, I dare not lie. Back then, when I was learning my crafts, my master had mentioned it. Of the Seven Spirits, one spirit is Tianchong, another is Spiritual Wisdom. Missing or severely damaged, it could be fatal. One cannot survive more than three days."

"The essence belongs to the spirit, even if it is missing, living three months should be possible. The world is vast and full of wonders. Everything has its marvelous methods and uses."

"There exists a heavenly treasure, known as Blood Ginseng. Legend has it that this herb forms from a full-term fetus buried in the earth, and under suitable conditions, it eventually grows into a Blood Ginseng. Once matured, it needs to be regularly watered with human or monkey blood. Otherwise, it will wither. Blood Ginseng over ten thousand years old can be called Ginseng Essence. By obtaining a Blood Ginseng over ten thousand years old and applying secret techniques, one can temporarily substitute Empress Chang’e’s essence!"

The Beixie National Master was an honest man.

It was better to tell the truth about such matters.

To avoid being blamed by Chu Feng in case Chang’e couldn’t be saved, which would only bring more pain to Chu Feng.

One of the greatest fears is having hope, only for it to be extinguished, leading to despair.

"Blood Ginseng!"

Chu Feng, the Eternal Life Pill Master, shivered at the mention of Blood Ginseng.

Though it’s a top-tier treasure in the world, the cultivation method is incredibly cruel and vicious. It violates the harmony of nature.

Moreover, its growth is extremely slow, finding a Blood Ginseng over ten thousand years old on the Divine Martial Continent is nigh impossible.

In his past life, Chu Feng could summon clouds and rain, surrounded by powerful individuals. He could have almost anything he wanted.

Yet there were treasures he could never procure, no matter how hard he tried.

Blood Ginseng was one of them.

Chu Feng had a ginseng aged a million years but had never obtained Blood Ginseng. Not to mention ten thousand years, he hadn’t even heard of a thousand-year-old one.

Imagine, who could spend over a thousand years using such cruel methods, not only to kill an unborn full-term fetus but also to water it with human or ape blood every three days.

No one could persist.

Even if such an unscrupulous person existed, once the information leaked, righteous powerful individuals would immediately seek them out and eliminate them.

Therefore, obtaining a ten-thousand-year-old Blood Ginseng was impossible.

Moreover, with only three months, it would be even more difficult.

"I once thought that if I wanted something, there was nothing I couldn’t obtain. Only now do I realize, I’m just a tiny speck in the vast sea, merely an insignificant ant in this world. Chang’e... it’s because your husband is incompetent, I fear I cannot save you!"

Knowing that a ten-thousand-year-old Blood Ginseng was needed to save Chang’e chilled Chu Feng’s heart.

Sadness welled up in him, plunging him back into despair.

In both his past and present life, Chu Feng’s heart always harbored a sense of pride.

It has nothing to do with humility.

Every powerful individual, every person with unique insight in a certain field, carries a sense of pride.

In the Alchemy Dao, Chu Feng had never humbled himself to anyone.

He believed if he desired something, be it treasures, wealth, fame, or power, he could obtain it.

Even with Panlong Heavenly Emperor’s immense power, Chu Feng only regarded him as an opponent and never despaired.

He always had complete confidence that one day he could slay the Panlong Heavenly Emperor.

But today, Chu Feng felt deep despair.

Unprecedented fatigue washed over him like a tide, corroding his will.

"Why should Your Majesty succumb to despair so early and mourn in vain here?" The Beixie National Master chided him with slight sarcasm.

"A ten-thousand-year-old Blood Ginseng can’t be found, what else can I do besides despair? During these three months, I’ll stay by Chang’e’s side..." Chu Feng’s voice choked, laden with bitterness and sorrow.

Recalling the vows he made with Chang’e in his past life.

"Unless parted by death, never to live apart!"

This vow became a huge irony.

Like a knife, it stabbed into Chu Feng’s heart, causing unbearable pain.

"Has Your Majesty forgotten? The Penglai Auction has many Heavenly and Earthly Treasures not found in the mortal world. Even if the Penglai Auction doesn’t have it, what about the Divine Demon Continent? Sword Immortal City? Or the Four Great Super Forces?"

"In my humble opinion, Your Majesty can at least try to search. If it truly can’t be found after trying your hardest, then it’s never too late to mourn. If you’ve done your best, you won’t regret it!"

The Beixie National Master had usually been very respectful to Chu Feng.

Seeing Chu Feng so despondent and overly sorrowful, he couldn’t help but angrily rebuke him.

Historically, there was Great Tang’s first adviser Wei Zheng, who manifested his loyalty even unto death, and was likened by Tang Taizong to a mirror. Now, Chu Feng also had such a dedicated minister by his side.

He was the Beixie National Master.

To help Chu Feng recover and assist him in governing the Great Chu Empire, he did not hesitate to offend Chu Feng, at the risk of losing his head.

He criticized the Emperor’s faults face to face.

"Your reprimand is excellent! It’s my momentary confusion, letting grief cloud my mind." Chu Feng’s eyes grew brighter and filled with hope.

In his previous life and this life, his experience was ultimately limited.

The Penglai Auction, Sword Immortal City, and the Four Great Super Forces were beyond his reach.

The Divine Demon Continent, he’d never even been there.

"Wen Shu, the state affairs of the Great Chu Empire are entirely entrusted to you! You can decide on military and political affairs! If there’s any difficult matter, you may consult with my two imperial concubines!"

The two imperial concubines Chu Feng referred to were naturally Han Xiaoying and Han Shuang.

They had yet to hold the grand marriage, so no one was titled Empress.

In the future, deciding on the Empress’s position would truly be challenging. Chang’e met Chu Feng first. If she truly betrayed Chu Feng, the Empress’s position would surely belong to Han Xiaoying, the legitimate wife. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

But now the misunderstanding was cleared, knowing she was controlled by the Blood Slave Gu, she hadn’t betrayed Chu Feng at all.

This makes it difficult to handle.

The order of events or the depth of feelings placed Chang’e first.

After instructing, Chu Feng immediately summoned Jin Que, took the unconscious Chang’e, and set off alone for the Imperial City of the Divine Baihu Kingdom.

He needed to see Li Shishi to know how to attend the Penglai Auction.

Common people don’t even know where to join the Penglai Auction.

Chu Feng didn’t bring close guards like Yan Qing and Han Dong, mainly to maintain confidentiality, and also to travel faster.

Even though Jin Que had advanced to the Seven-star Little Demon Realm, its load-bearing capacity was limited.

Carrying one more person would slow the flying speed.

If discovered by an enemy, it would be even more troublesome.