Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor

Seeing the resolution in Chu Feng's attitude, the Eight Virtuous Prince knew that persuasion was futile. He immediately took off his outer garments and shoes and lay flat on the desk as instructed.

Chu Feng ordered someone to bring over silver needles, some poison medicine, and five basins of clear water.

"Mirage Poison has one characteristic—it is dream-like and illusory, invading the body without the victim's awareness and is extremely difficult to detect. Due to the urgency of time, and since you have been poisoned for a long time, I am prepared to use both internal consumption and external extraction to address it simultaneously."

An internal consumption of the Detoxification Elixir, supplemented with acupuncture, to draw out the toxins within the body.

"This is a specially formulated Detoxification Pill, which has a strong effect in neutralizing Mirage Poison. Once you have taken it, I will light this plate of hypnotic fragrance to help you fall into a deep sleep quickly. Only in a state of deep sleep is it most conducive to drawing out the Mirage Poison."

Chu Feng continued to explain, in order to prevent the Eight Virtuous Prince from panicking or becoming suspicious.

"Just go ahead and do what you must, young man. I trust you!" The Eight Virtuous Prince did not hesitate and swallowed the Detoxification Pill.

Upon swallowing, a cool energy flowed throughout his body.

Immediately after, Chu Feng lit the hypnotic fragrance. The special aroma quickly filled the entire VIP room. Chu Feng had already taken an antidote beforehand to avoid being put to sleep himself.

He took out one silver needle after another and applied them to the relevant acupuncture points on the Eight Virtuous Prince's hands and feet.

The Eight Virtuous Prince lay prone under the desk, limbs outstretched, with basins right underneath them.

Water receives all things. Soon, the poison from within the Eight Virtuous Prince's body would be expelled and fall into the basins. This way, it would prevent the Mirage Poison from contaminating the VIP room, and make cleaning easier.

"Ugh... it's so itchy!"

Between wakefulness and sleep, the Eight Virtuous Prince felt his body like a silk garment, with threads being continuously pulled from within him.

In reality, what was being extracted from his body was the Mirage Poison.

They were guided along the silver needles and then dropped into the basins.

The process of extracting the Mirage Poison from the body was indescribably uncomfortable. However, after being extracted, the Eight Virtuous Prince felt an inexplicable lightness and pleasure, feeling particularly comfortable.

Soon, he fell into a deep sleep.

Outside the VIP room, the Eight Virtuous Prince's servant remained loyally on watch.

If it weren't for a strict order from the Eight Virtuous Prince, he would have long burst in to beat up this 'swindler' Chu Feng.

During the long wait, the night passed by.

Li Shishi tallied up the sales results for the third day, ecstatic beyond measure. She wanted to report immediately to Chu Feng.

However, finding that Chu Feng was still in the VIP room treating that significant client, she did not disturb him. Afterwards, she went back to her room to sleep, for she had to face another tense day of sales the following day.

It was essential to be well-rested.

As dawn just began to break, the watchman had already been striking the fifth watch on the gong in the streets.

"This won't do; if that swindler causes any problem with the Prince's treatment, that would be terrible. Even if I risk punishment, I must break in to check," thought the Eight Virtuous Prince's servant after a night of anxious waiting, feeling that something was amiss.

Bang!

With one palm, he forced open the door of the VIP room, which, in truth, was not even latched.

Looking up, he saw the Eight Virtuous Prince sprawling on the desk, looking like a fattened pig sprawled on the butcher's block after being slaughtered.

"You damned swindler, what on earth have you done to the Prince?"

The servant of the Eight Virtuous Prince was scared out of his wits; he thought Chu Feng had treated the Eight Virtuous Prince to death. Even the coat was stripped off—is this for dissecting and burying the body?

"If you don't want your Prince to come to harm, then shut your foul mouth!"

Chu Feng didn't even turn his head; having expelled the poison for the Eight Virtuous Prince all night, he was utterly exhausted.

Fortunately, the night's work had been very successful, and about seventy percent of the poison in the Eight Virtuous Prince's body had been pulled out. The remaining thirty percent, deeply embedded in the bones, was not so easy to remove.

The poison can only be gradually removed in the following days.

At least, the life of the Eight Virtuous Prince has been saved. Originally, he had at most half a year to live, but now it's definitely no problem for him to live more than ten years.

Having ten years to dissolve the remaining poison is more than enough.

The four basins around the limbs of the Eight Virtuous Prince were filled with pitch-black water as dark as ink. Swirls of foul odor wafted up from them, while black poisonous vapors surged and shifted unpredictably on the surface of the water.

"Wake up!"

Chu Feng removed a silver needle that was inserted at the base of Eight Virtuous Prince's neck and then patted his back twice.

"Huurgh..."

Upon his cue, the Eight Virtuous Prince woke up and vomited a clump of stinking black blood.

And then he spat out quite a bit of filth.

The basin placed at the head of his bed turned black immediately.

"Your Highness can get up now. Rinse your mouth with two sips of the medicinal liquid to avoid swallowing the residual poison vomited out," Chu Feng advised as he removed the remaining silver needles from Eight Virtuous Prince's body and presented him with a cup of the medicinal solution to rinse his mouth.

The Eight Virtuous Prince had slept throughout the night, feeling an unprecedented sense of relief.

It was also the most peaceful sleep he had had in years.

After getting up and rinsing his mouth, his face was filled with surprise and delight.

"Hey, it's strange, the throbbing in my temples is gone! In the past, I felt as if my body was buried under several mountains, but now I am completely relaxed, indescribably comfortable. Alchemist Chu's skill is truly unparalleled in my experience."

"I am deeply grateful for the detoxification and for saving my life!"

The Eight Virtuous Prince was so moved that he performed a deep gesture of respect to Chu Feng without even bothering to put on his shoes or socks, nearly falling to his knees in his gratitude.

"Please rise, Eighth Prince! Around seventy percent of the poison in your body has been removed, with about thirty percent remaining. It can only be extracted slowly in the future. Conservatively estimated, even if the remaining poison inside you cannot be completely eradicated, living another ten years should not pose a problem," Chu Feng reassured him as he helped the prince rise.

"Next time I come to Vermilion Bird Imperial City, have someone inform your Highness and you may come to have the remaining poison removed," Chu Feng added with a somewhat hoarse voice.

Seeing his exhausted face and bloodshot eyes, the Eight Virtuous Prince felt even more indebted to him.

Having rid of most of the poison inside him, he felt as if he was infused with new vitality. He held immense respect for Chu Feng's abilities.

"Evil Eagle, immediately go back and bring a million taels silver note here, the Prince must amply reward Alchemist Chu for his life-saving grace! Also, don't speak of this to anyone," the Eight Virtuous Prince instructed his servant.

It turned out that this ferocious and powerful servant was known as Evil Eagle.

No wonder he was so fierce.

Although Chu Feng had refused any reward, the Eight Virtuous Prince was not someone who did not understand gratitude. He would not take advantage of others.

He was willing to offer a million taels of silver to express his gratitude.

This indicated how thankful he was to Chu Feng.

"Your Highness, is this kid really that impressive? Is he not a swindler?" Evil Eagle always considered Chu Feng a con artist.

After entering the room, especially after witnessing the Eight Virtuous Prince vomiting a clump of black blood, Evil Eagle was certain, based on his experience, that the Eight Prince was truly poisoned. Yet, he remained skeptical of Chu Feng's abilities.

After all, countless experts had treated the Eight Virtious Prince without being able to detect the poison, nor had they cured the insomnia that had troubled him for nearly a decade.

Now, a young and previously unknown Pill Master had managed to cure him.