Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor

If Eighth Prince hadn't intervened, even with a Holy Decree, it would have been quite difficult for Lord Wang Ji to handle this case perfectly.

If Vice Minister Zhang, relying on his higher official rank than Lord Wang Ji, wanted to disassociate himself, Lord Wang Ji would be helpless against him.

A higher rank crushes the one beneath it.

By then, Vice Minister Zhang could use his network and completely dissociate himself from the matter.

"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first!"

Chu Feng was in a hurry to return to the Wan Jian Sect Main Lineage, and now he has been delayed quite a bit, fearing it would be difficult to return on time.

"Right, when Lord Wang Ji deals with these people, don't forget to have them remove the seal on my Longevity Hall. It would be best to issue a notice to clarify and restore the reputation of my Longevity Hall."

With the government sealing the shop, some uninformed customers might easily speculate wildly.

Soon, rumors will rise, causing significant negative impacts on Longevity Hall.

"Alchemist Chu, rest assured, I will handle this matter thoroughly," Lord Wang Ji also understood implicitly.

Chu Feng had given him an opportunity for promotion and wealth; he definitely needed to repay the favor.

This is called reciprocating one good turn with another.

"Alchemist Chu, you are injured and still in a rush to leave the Imperial City, probably due to urgent matters. As it happens, I have a flying beast mount, which could greatly save time on your journey and reduce the hardship of travel," said the Eighth Prince.

The Eighth Prince, going out of his way to please Chu Feng like this, utterly disheartened Vice Minister Zhang and Governor Bai.

They also secretly speculated about this young Alchemist Chu, wondering what kind of a revered figure he was and what abilities he possessed that could make the Eighth Prince humble himself to such an extent.

In the entire Vermilion Bird Imperial City, it is probably hard to find even one other person like him.

Chu Feng, upon hearing that Eighth Prince was willing to lend him a flying beast mount, was overjoyed.

"Thank you so much, Prince!"

Flying beast mounts are extremely rare; probably only a distinguished person like the Eighth Prince could own one.

Riding it, not only would it improve safety, but also save more than double the time.

Such a good opportunity, Chu Feng naturally would not refuse.

"Is Alchemist Chu planning to leave the Vermilion Bird Imperial City?" Lord Wang Ji was taken aback.

He was still carrying the Emperor's command to seek Alchemist Chu's help to treat the sick Empress Dowager.

"Do you have something to discuss, Lord Wang?" Chu Feng had a good impression of Lord Wang Ji, who had immediately summoned a Holy Decree to come to his aid during his time of distress. Such kindness was enough to move Chu Feng.

If Longevity Hall wanted to establish a stable foothold and expand its business in the Vermilion Bird Imperial City in the future, it needed to connect with more of such influential figures.

It's different with the Eighth Prince.

Lord Wang Ji was essentially raised by Chu Feng himself and would be more eager to help.

This was similar to the close relationship between Pang Ancestor Alchemy Pavilion and Vice Minister Zhang.

"Er… actually, there is one matter, Alchemist Chu, may I have a word with you in private?" Lord Wang Ji pulled Chu Feng aside and explained the situation to him.

After listening carefully to the Empress Dowager's symptoms, Chu Feng had an idea.

"If I'm not mistaken, the Empress Dowager has what's known as the 'disease of the wealthy'. I have two Elixirs here, take one daily, and the ailment will resolve itself. However, the Empress Dowager needs to cooperate, exercise more in the coming days, and adopt a light diet. For instance, ordinary plain water is sufficient for drinking. Daily consumption of ginseng soup and bird's nest is definitely not advisable."

Chu Feng smiled and handed two Digestion Pills to Wang Ji.

The so-called 'disease of the wealthy' is simply eating too well every day, with little exercise. An excess of energy accumulates within the body and cannot be digested at once, much like a sudden influx of mud and rocks clogging a river.

Chu Feng's elixir cleared the excess energy accumulated in the body.

Then, with the Empress Dowager actively cooperating with the treatment, her body would undoubtedly recover swiftly.

"Is this, is this enough?"

"Alchemist Chu, it's not that I don't believe in your capabilities. But the life of the Empress Dowager is supremely precious, and any slight mishap could endanger the lives of my entire family. Could you perhaps make a personal visit to the Imperial Palace to diagnose the Old Buddha?"

Wang Ji could hardly believe it; were all those Imperial Physicians just inept?

Their lack of solutions, yet Chu Feng simply offered two First-grade Elixirs, and the problem was solved.

"Just go ahead, your safety is assured!"

Chu Feng chuckled confidently; such minor illnesses did not require his personal presence. It would be an underestimation of him, the Eternal Life Pill Master.

The Imperial Physicians were incompetent only because they were too cautious.

Just like Wang Ji, who feared any mishaps could cost them their heads.

Ordinarily, when the Emperor or figures such as the Empress, Empress Dowager, or Crown Prince fell ill, the Imperial Physicians would prioritize stability. The prescribed remedies were always those that nourished energy and replenished blood.

Risky prescriptions, they dared not administer.

"Prince, where is your avian mount?" Having dealt with the Empress Dowager's issue, Chu Feng was ready to rush back to Wan Jian Sect Main Lineage.

At the moment, his status in the Wan Jian Sect Main Lineage was only somewhat recognized.

Without joining the Inner Sect, one ultimately did not have much freedom.

Inherently, Outer Disciples exist to serve the Inner Sect.

Even the Outer Elders could not escape this duty.

"I'll take you to Prince Manor immediately! Please, Alchemist Chu!" The Eight Virtuous Prince was extremely courteous to Chu Feng, treating him as an equal.

Walking out of the prison with Chu Feng, government officers in the office knelt all over the ground.

They all looked at the Eighth Prince with awe and would forever remember Chu Feng who walked shoulder to shoulder with the Eighth Prince. From now on, Chu Feng could do as he wished in the north city. His face alone would be the best protection; no one would dare provoke him again.

...

Moments later, at the mansion of the Eighth Prince, Chu Feng successfully borrowed a robust giant eagle mount.

This eagle appeared extremely majestic and powerful, and its body was surrounded by continuous flows of spiritual energy. It was a mount of the spiritual beast level.

As soon as Chu Feng mounted its back, it immediately spread its mighty wings, flapping vigorously.

Whoosh!

It directly soared with Chu Feng, flying into the blue sky.

Just as they took off, Chu Feng felt a terrifying killing intent lock onto him. Below was a middle-aged General wearing a military robe, leading a troop of soldiers employing Sword Control to fly into the sky.

"So strong! Even those ordinary soldiers are all of Sword Saint Level! The middle-aged general is even of Sword God Level!"

Chu Feng's heart trembled slightly, the strength of Vermilion Bird Heavenly Country was even greater than he imagined. The Jianyun Dynasty didn't have a single Sword Saint. The Northern Beixie Empire did have dozens of Sword Saints.

However, they were the empire's most elite Blood God Guard, the ace of aces.

The Vermilion Bird Heavenly Country's ordinary troop was uniformly of Sword Saint Level; the two sides were not even comparable.

"Who are you? Why are you riding the Eighth Prince's Iron Feathered Divine Eagle? Unauthorized flying is not allowed in Vermilion Bird Imperial City!" the middle-aged General shouted coldly.

The other soldiers, too, looked at Chu Feng with unfriendly eyes.