Urban Super Medical Sage-Chapter 1949 - 2045: Certain Death! (Update 1)

"It is only because of my lowly strength." Despite being repeatedly mocked by Gao Pu and Xuu Yu Jun, Tailing Zhenyi felt neither embarrassment nor anger. To be ridiculed by top prodigies from province-level forces like Gao Pu and Xuu Yu Jun was also a kind of honor.

Haven’t you seen that 99.99% of the martial cultivators in Yuancheng have never met martial cultivators from province-level forces? In comparison, Tailing Zhenyi was able to talk to Gao Pu and Xuu Yu Jun, and being mocked by them would make others envious.

"At least you have some self-awareness. You’re not so bad; for a city-level force, having your level of strength isn’t completely worthless." Xuu Yu Jun acknowledged with a nod, appreciating Tailing Zhenyi’s understanding.

Weaklings should be conscious of their weakness, and ants should know their insignificance. In this aspect, Tailing Zhenyi performed quite well.

"Alright, you may leave now. Once something valuable is excavated from the back mountain, come back." Gao Pu waved his hand to dismiss Tailing Zhenyi and his companions.

Tailing Zhenyi and the others dared not object, and nodded heavily in response.

Afterward, Gao Pu and his group returned to Lin Xian Pavilion.

"Pass down the order: regardless of day or night, number of people or any cost, dig out the area with anomalies in the back mountain at the fastest speed possible." After Gao Pu and his group returned to Lin Xian Pavilion, Tailing Zhenyi and his companions continued kneeling on the ground for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Finally, Tailing Zhenyi was the first to stand up, turned, and commanded the Divine Generals behind him with an undeniable and solemn tone.

Tailing Zhenyi understood clearly that although breaking through the Divine Idol Formation surrounding the Emperor’s Palace might be a trivial task for people like Gao Pu, if the back mountain did not yield anything valuable, Gao Pu and his group would not intervene.

And Tailing Zhenyi was indeed anxious.

He was desperate to break through the Divine Idol Formation quickly and send his elder brother Tailing Zhenli down to the Yellow Springs.

Therefore, the excavation of the back mountain was of utmost importance and could not tolerate the slightest delay.

"Yes!" Several Divine Generals, along with others, nodded earnestly, not daring to be even slightly perfunctory.

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Emperor’s Palace.

The entire Emperor’s Palace is indeed very large, given that it is the Tailing Empire Emperor’s everyday residence; how could it not be large?

Not only large, but also very luxurious.

It is equipped with everything needed; otherwise, Tailing Zhenli, trapped in there for quite some time, would have been dead already.

On the contrary, Tailing Zhenli has hung onto life because the Emperor’s Palace has a wealth of healing elixirs, herbs, Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, and so on.

At the very center of the Emperor’s Palace is a luxurious dragon-patterned attic room made of pure red timber, covering about 500 square meters.

This is the Imperial Sleeping Chamber within the Emperor’s Palace, in other words, the place where the emperor rests and sleeps.

Within the Imperial Sleeping Chamber, it is quiet and filled with a strong fragrance of medicinal herbs.

Four palace maids, holding golden basins, stood respectfully and reverently beside the dragon bed.

Additionally, by the dragon bed stood two middle-aged men. One was thin, with large eyes, bushy hair, and dark skin. The other was short and stout, wearing a red robe and squinting small eyes. These two were enshrined by the Tailing Royal Family. More plainly, they were Emperor Tailing Zhenli’s personal guards.

"How much longer can I live?" Suddenly, the emaciated, sallow-skinned middle-aged man on the bed spoke. The man was wearing a golden yellow robe, and his eyes were sunken in due to his thinness. His body reeked of the scent of herbs and death energy, and he looked very weak, as though he were on the brink of death. He turned his head to look at the two enshrined, asking in a voice that was loud but lacked vigor.

"Your Majesty, the Scorpion Poison in your body has fully erupted, infiltrating your vital organs." The short, stout middle-aged man in the red robe bowed slightly, speaking hesitantly in a low voice.

"I asked, how much longer can I live?!" the man on the bed, Tailing Zhenli, asked more loudly. Perhaps driven by anger, a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, although the blood was actually reddish-brown.

"This..." The short, stout man in the red robe fell silent.

Then the slim, dark-skinned middle-aged man spoke up: "Your Majesty, without a miracle, you have at most three days left."

"Three days, is it?" Tailing Zhenli was not surprised and remained calm. It seemed he had been prepared for death since the day he was poisoned.

In fact, if it weren’t for these two enshrined and the abundant Heavenly and Earthly Treasures in the Emperor’s Palace, he wouldn’t have lived this long.

Living these extra days is enough. At the very least, as long as he remains alive, his good brother Tailing Zhenyi cannot become the emperor.

These days, his good brother must be very anxious. As long as he lives, his good brother will remain uneasy. It can be considered another form of revenge and a motivation for him to continue living.

The next moment, Tailing Zhenli spoke in a steady voice: "My good brother has colluded with outsiders, from the Capital of State Yuan, which our Tailing Empire cannot imagine or resist... Three days later, if the outsiders have not forcibly broken into the Imperial Palace, and I perish, you are to open the Divine Idol Formation and welcome the outsiders from the Capital of State Yuan."

"Your Majesty..." The two enshrined immediately knelt on the ground. Though their expressions did not change, their eyes were filled with sorrow.

They knew the emperor was buying them a way out because if the emperor died and the Divine Idol Formation remained, they would be killed if the outsiders broke through forcibly.

Conversely, if they opened the Divine Idol Formation of their own accord, the outsiders might show some leniency.

"If you both manage to survive and one day meet Nishang, tell her not to avenge me!!! Do not!" Thereafter, Tailing Zhenli suddenly shouted, using all his strength, appearing very agitated.

"Yes." The two enshrined responded solemnly, their sorrow deepening. In truth, the emperor had more children than just Tailing Nishang, including several princes. Unfortunately, after the emperor was poisoned, these princes betrayed him under Tailing Zhenyi’s coercion and enticement.

Now, the emperor was virtually alone.

"Nishang is a good child. A good child indeed. But...she is too sentimental. If she seeks to avenge me, she will surely die, surely die, surely die!" Tailing Zhenli murmured, his sunken eyes now tinged with a bit of red.