Soul Emperor Martial God

The butler's words furrowed Xiao Yi's brow.

He had intended to go in and help, to see if he could offer even a modest amount of assistance.

Most importantly, he harbored some doubts and wanted to ask the Flame County Prince a few questions.

Just then, a figure descended from the sky above the Prince Mansion at great speed, a presence so powerful it could only belong to a Heavenly Origin Realm Martial Artist.

The figure landed and the strong ones in the mansion promptly saluted.

"Sub Hall Master, we greet you."

The newcomer was none other than the Sub Hall Master of the Flame County Demon Hunting Hall.

He and the Commandery Prince were friends.

However, he had not shown himself before this moment.

Members of the Demon Hunting Hall never involved themselves in the disputes of other powers.

"How is the Commandery Prince doing now?" the Sub Hall Master inquired.

"The injury is too severe, Master Mu is at his wits' end, and the prince is in imminent danger," the butler replied anxiously.

The Sub Hall Master frowned and said, "I'll go in and take a look."

"The Sub Hall Master, this way please," the butler hastily led the way.

Xiao Yi's brow creased, and he followed suit.

Immediately the butler rebuked him, "Why are you following?"

"A mere fourth-grade Alchemist, if the Commandery Prince's treatment is delayed because of your meddling, can you bear the responsibility?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yi's frown deepened.

Yet, the butler was focused on the Commandery Prince's safety, so his caution was not entirely unwarranted.

The Sub Hall Master glanced at Xiao Yi as if a thought had occurred to him.

Then, turning around, he clasped his hands and asked, "May I inquire if you are the Northern Mountain Sword Master?"

"That is correct," Xiao Yi nodded.

"So it truly is you," smiled the Sub Hall Master, "I received news some days ago."

"It said that the strongest Sword Master of this generation had arrived in Flame County and even intimidated Elder Huo of the Flame Holy Sect."

"And that you rescued the 16th squadron of the Flame Martial Guard."

"Come, you may accompany me inside."

With the Sub Hall Master's words, the butler continued to lead the way.

Upon arriving at the Commandery Prince's room within the mansion,

a stench of blood was sensed, along with a strong scent of elixirs.

Both the Sub Hall Master and Xiao Yi hurried inside,

while the butler waited outside for further instruction.

Inside the room lay a middle-aged man with injuries all over his body, lying in a bed and continually spitting blood.

It was indeed the Flame County Prince.

Beside him, an elderly man was administering healing,

The very Master Mu.

"Sub Hall Master," Master Mu greeted with relief, "The Commandery Prince's injuries are too severe; I cannot contain them."

"Your arrival is most fortunate."

Master Mu was a seventh-grade Middle Stage Alchemist.

So was the Sub Hall Master.

Both being seventh-grade Middle Stage Alchemists, their Alchemy Techniques were similar.

But with more hands comes more strength, which also increased the odds of successful treatment for the Commandery Prince.

The Sub Hall Master hurriedly checked on the Flame County Prince and then furrowed his brow deeply.

After a while, he let out a heavy sigh.

"Sub Hall Master, do you also have no solution?" Master Mu asked gravely.

The Sub Hall Master shook his head.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Yi stepped forward to take a look.

Master Mu promptly interceded, eyeing Xiao Yi warily, "Who are you?"

The Sub Hall Master explained, "This is the Northern Mountain Sword Master, The Strongest Sword Master of the Sword Sect's current generation."

"All the strongest Sword Masters of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect have always had extraordinary abilities."

"Let him have a look; perhaps he has a method."

"The Strongest Sword Master?" Hearing this, Master Mu lowered his guard, apologized, and stepped aside.

Xiao Yi nodded and moved forward to examine the Flame County Prince.

Afterwards, he too sighed deeply.

The Sub Hall Master and Master Mu's expressions darkened at the sight, "Do you also have no method?"

Xiao Yi furrowed his brow, "If I'm not mistaken,"

"The Commandery Prince must have been badly hurt fighting against two elders of the Flame Holy Sect."

"When the Primordial Power within his body was nearly exhausted, he was struck by the Scorching Fire Burning Heart Palm."

"Without Primordial Power to resist, the Scorching Fire Burning Heart Palm directly attacked his heart meridians."

"That led to the current situation, where, in a short amount of time, most of the prince's heart meridians were burnt."

"Together with damage to several vital points of his life gate."

"Therefore, he suffers such severe present injuries."

"Correct," Master Mu nodded, "The other injuries are not a significant concern."

"However, even though I have neutralized the Scorching Fire Burning Heart Palm, the prince's heart meridians have been largely destroyed, making treatment difficult."

Xiao Yi nodded and took out several Healing Pills, preparing to feed them to the Commandery Prince.

Master Mu interjected, "What Healing Pills are those, do you have a method?"

Xiao Yi nodded, "There is a method, but..."

"Given the severity of the Commandery Prince's injuries, even if we save his life now, he will fall into a coma."

"It will take at least a year and a half for him to recover."

The extent of damage that would leave a Heavenly Origin Realm Martial Artist in such a state made it clear that the Commandery Prince's injuries were gravely severe.

The two of them were immediately overjoyed and said, "As long as his life is preserved, that's good enough."

"A year and a half is but a fleeting moment for a Martial Artist, not even as long as a single session of meditation."

"That's great."

Xiao Yi frowned and said, "But I have doubts that I wish to ask the Flame County Prince immediately."

As he spoke, Xiao Yi shook his head and placed the Healing Pills into the prince's mouth.

"These are just ordinary Seventh-grade Healing Pills; a larger quantity is needed."

With that, Xiao Yi took out a large number of Healing Pills continuously and fed them to the prince.

Master Mu and the Sub Hall Master, standing aside, were immediately startled.

"Is your method of treatment simply to forcibly use High-grade Healing Pills to repair the prince's heart meridians?"

"That's absolutely forbidden."

"The heart meridians are already weak and have sustained severe damage now."

"If you draw the medicinal power into them carelessly, you might inflict further injury on the prince, worsening his condition."

Xiao Yi gave him a look and said, "Do you have a better method now?"

"It's either take a chance or watch the prince succumb to his severe injuries."

Without paying any more attention to the two, Xiao Yi quickly put a large number of High-grade Healing Pills into the prince's mouth.

In fact, Xiao Yi was almost completely certain, but he simply couldn't be bothered to explain.

These Seventh-grade Healing Pills, first, could stabilize the prince's vitality.

Second, they could repair the heart meridians.

As for the issue of drawing medicinal power, it demands extremely high precision in power control from an Alchemist.

At least, Master Mu and the Sub Hall Master had almost no confidence in doing so.

However, with Xiao Yi's precision in controlling power, there would certainly be no issue.

He was capable of drawing the power of the three strongest flames in the world, achieving balance and fusion.

Let alone drawing mere medicinal power.

Minutes later, a large number of Seventh-grade Healing Pills turned into medicinal power and melted into the prince's body.

After Xiao Yi's manipulation, the medicinal power took full effect inside the prince's body.

After about ten minutes, it was clear that the prince was no longer coughing up blood.

His complexion also gradually recovered its ruddiness.

Xiao Yi stopped his work, and after Master Mu and the Sub Hall Master gave an examination, their eyes lit up.

"The prince's condition has stabilized. With some recuperation, he can fully recover," the two said joyfully.

Xiao Yi shook his head, "Unfortunately, this period will take at least a year and a half."

"Never mind, I have urgent matters to attend to, so I shall take my leave."

With that, Xiao Yi turned around, ready to leave.

A year and a half were indeed a very short span of time.

For Heavenly Origin Realm Martial Artists, it wasn't even as long as one period of meditation.

But Xiao Yi had doubts he wished to ask immediately.

Now that he couldn't inquire, the only option was to leave.

Just then, the Sub Hall Master asked, "May I know what matters Northern Mountain Sword Master wanted to ask the prince about?"

"Perhaps, I could provide answers on his behalf."

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Yi then glanced at Master Mu.

The Sub Hall Master smiled and said, "Northern Mountain Sword Master need not worry, Master Mu is not an outsider."

"The three of us, along with the prince, are close friends."

"Moreover, Master Mu is also a retired elder from Medicine King Valley."

"Oh?" Xiao Yi was startled, then nodded and said, "Then I shall speak frankly."

"Both of you must also be aware of the Flame Holy Sect's intention to rebel," he continued.

"Yes," the two nodded, "The Flame Holy Sect has always been ambitious, but we didn't expect them to be so bold as to directly attack the Prince Mansion."

Xiao Yi went on, "But as I see it, although there have been great casualties on the Prince Mansion's side, the damage is still within a manageable scope."

"With the Martial Artist strength of the Flame Holy Sect, this attack should have been able to take the Prince Mansion in a very short time."

"It must be that the Flame County Prince had made preparations in advance."

"As far as I know, the dispute between the Flame County Prince and the Flame Holy Sect began years ago."

"That's right," the Sub Hall Master replied, "I am aware of this matter."

"Although the Flame County Prince only possesses the Heavenly Origin First Layer Cultivation, his strategies are exceptional, and he has managed this remote region exceptionally well."

"Years ago, when the dispute with the Flame Holy Sect began, they were already planning to rebel."

"It was only through various means that the Flame County Prince managed to delay their plans."

"Otherwise, Flame County would have already descended into chaos."

Xiao Yi nodded; the Flame County Prince's reputation was always excellent.

"Since the Flame County Prince was well-prepared, it shows that he knew early on that the Flame Holy Sect was not benign."

"Even more, he probably knew many secrets of the Flame Holy Sect, including the identity of the mysterious Saint Child."

"So, this is what you want to ask about," the Sub Hall Master said with a suddenly grave face.

"Yes, the prince knows. He has had contact with the Saint Child years ago."

"This is also why he had disputes with the Flame Holy Sect."

"I asked him about this too, but he refused to tell me and even instructed me not to meddle further."

"My guess is that the identity of the Saint Child must be remarkable."

Xiao Yi's brows furrowed tightly; he had surmised that the Flame County Prince knew the Saint Child's identity, and his question was the same.

But now, with the Flame County Prince in a coma, the Sub Hall Master and others were unaware.

There was no choice but to leave it be for now.

"Since neither of you know, I shall take my leave first," said Xiao Yi as he clasped his hands together and then departed.

The two nodded, clasped their hands in return, and bid him farewell in salute.

...

Now that the crisis at the Prince Mansion was resolved, Xiao Yi returned to the Southwind County base with the other Flame Martial Guards.

However, upon his return, he received news that shocked him.

Yee Xiu and the three True Commanders had returned to the Southwind County base.

But not a single member of the Flame Holy Sect had been captured.

...

The first update.