"The antidote! Give me the antidote!" Mu Yunhe grabbed Qin Yinxian's neck and shook her violently, but there was no antidote on her. Mu Yunhe was almost in despair.
"The antidote? I'll give it to you, but you have to agree to one condition." Qin Yinxian's words were broken and intermittent, though they carried a certainty and defiance. At this point, she still wanted to make demands; it was hard to say whether she was overestimating herself or simply insane.
But Mu Yunhe had no choice; for Luo Zhiheng's sake, he truly couldn't care less about anything else.
"explain!"
A ferocious smile appeared on Qin Yinxian's pale face. Each word was uttered with madness and sinister intent: "You, marry, me, the Emperor! If you agree, I will give you the antidote!"
Mu Yunhe narrowed his eyes. Those few words made the veins on his forehead, neck, and the back of his hand bulge instantly, as if blown up by air. The blue veins, which could burst in the blink of an eye, showed Mu Yunhe's anger.
"Wishful thinking!" Mu Yunhe gritted his teeth and uttered those four words to Qin Yinxian. He then suddenly pulled out a curved knife from the wall and brought the tip of the knife down hard on Qin Yinxian's ear. His eyes were sinister and ferocious, and his tone was twisted: "One ear. Hand over the antidote to me, or I will chop off your ear!"
Qin Yinxian laughed as if he didn't care at all: "No way! If you don't agree to this emperor's request, you won't get the antidote. If you have the guts, then chop... Ah!!!"
Qin Yinxian was certain that Mu Yunhe wouldn't dare to hurt her too much, so she was provocative and arrogant. But before she could finish speaking, a flash of white light appeared before her eyes, and Qin Yinxian screamed in agony.
Mu Yunhe swiftly and mercilessly chopped off Qin Yinxian's ear.
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412 The Antidote! Your Majesty!
Updated: 2013-10-30 12:13:39 Word Count: 7781
Mu Yunhe's eyes were red, but he didn't seem angry. However, the aura he exuded made people feel as if they were standing in a volcano about to erupt, surrounded by a sea of fire and magma that could instantly turn a person into blood.
Blood was still flowing, the blood mist hadn't even dissipated, when Mu Yunhe's knife once again landed on Qin Yinxian's foot. Amid Qin Yinxian's screams, Mu Yunhe remained expressionless yet aggressive: "Hand over the antidote, or your left foot will be next!"
His words were resolute, his actions swift and decisive, and his ruthlessness left no room for doubt. If he said he would chop, he would chop; if he said he would kill, he would kill. No one could doubt him. 15.
Qin Yinxian, having lived for nearly seventy years, was used to being fearless and domineering. How could she withstand such torment and coercion? Naturally, she was both furious and genuinely afraid of him.
I always thought she could easily win over Mu Yunhe. Although it might take some effort and time, she would eventually get him. But who would have thought that before she could even get him, he would have his tendons crippled and even lose an ear!
Even if she could somehow reattach her bones, what about her lost ear? Could it grow back? Absolutely not! Similarly, a lost foot cannot grow back or be reattached.
Qin Yinxian had lived a life of arrogance and recklessness, but at this moment, in front of a man more than fifty years her junior, she finally felt fear and trepidation! She dared not resist Mu Yunhe anymore, and even dared not oppose him.
There's a saying: The soft fear the hard, the hard fear the ruthless, the ruthless fear the desperate, and the desperate... fear the reckless!
She was ruthless, and Mu Yunhe was reckless. A person who doesn't even value their most precious life is ruthless towards others, but ultimately not towards themselves, so naturally they will be afraid.
"You, you mustn't, I'll tell you, I'll tell you." Qin Yinxian finally gave in, panting and gasping for breath, barely clinging to life.
Mu Yunhe did not put down his knife, and said coldly, "Take it out now. Don't try to play tricks on me."
"Yes, it's inside the underground palace. There's a hidden compartment under the bed. Open it, and it's in the top box of the first cabinet below. That's the antidote for the Blood Gu."
Mu Yunhe was not afraid of Qin Yinxian's schemes at this moment, because he had a talisman in Qin Yinxian's body, making it easy for him to control her.
He walked to the bedside and searched carefully. Sure enough, he found a hidden compartment. He had been too hasty and had overlooked some concealed places. With a gentle press, a crack appeared in the center of the room, gradually widening until it revealed a square area large enough for one person to enter, before finally stopping.
Mu Yunhe pulled Qin Yinxian up, but Qin Yinxian had no strength left, especially since she was now a cripple. Mu Yunhe practically carried Qin Yinxian down to the underground palace, which was also very ornate, but Mu Yunhe had no interest in looking at it. He went straight to the place she had mentioned and indeed found a small box.
"Is this it?" he asked, shaking the box in his hand.
Qin Yinxian nodded weakly.
Mu Yunhe suddenly picked up another box, opened it, and his face turned grim. He then asked in a sinister tone, "Is this the Blood Gu?"
He presented the small box to Qin Yinxian. The box was filled with insects of all sizes, each one white and tender. If one didn't know what they might be, they would actually seem quite cute. But these things were enough to kill a person without leaving a trace.
Qin Yinxian nodded again.
Without saying a word, Mu Yunhe placed seven or eight tiny insects, no bigger than a grain of rice, on Qin Yinxian's injured ear.
Qin Yinxian screamed in horror, "What are you doing?! Take it away right now!"
"What are you afraid of with the things you researched yourself? You've made others experience that kind of pain, so you should know what kind of thing you've researched, right? Besides, how can I trust your cunning Emperor Xian if I don't try it out?" Mu Yunhe smiled coldly, but showed no mercy.
He believed the insects might be blood curses, but he wasn't so sure the antidote was real. Perhaps Qin Yinxian was so arrogant as to think he couldn't defeat her or find this underground palace, which was why she hadn't made any preparations and left everything here. But Mu Yunhe simply didn't dare trust her easily; he wouldn't risk Aheng's life.
So, isn't it a good idea to use Qin Yinxian as a test subject?
The tiny insects seemed to become highly agitated. They had been quiet until they reached the Emperor's cheek, at which point they all began to move rapidly, their target naturally shifting towards the Emperor's bloodied ear. Then, in Mu Yunhe's constricted pupils, the tender white insects quickly turned blood red, merging with the bloodstains until they were indistinguishable from the rest.
Soon after, Qin Yinxian began to scream in agony, her face contorted in pain as she pleaded with Mu Yunhe, "Give me the antidote! Those really are the antidote! Hurry, or it will be too late. They've already entered my bloodstream, and if they go any further, they'll reach my brain. It's too dangerous, too dangerous!"
Qin Yinxian was truly terrified. She knew best how vicious the thing she had researched was. If a person was injured elsewhere, they might die a little slower. This thing needed to crawl into the injured person's brain to truly kill them. Death from excessive bleeding usually occurred when the injury was in the lower body, because the Gu worm couldn't crawl up quickly enough, leading to uncontrollable bleeding and death.
She had initially thought that since Luo Zhiheng was injured in the chest, the blood gu would quickly crawl up to her head, thus torturing her to death as quickly as possible. Little did she expect that today she would personally try out this creation of hers, and directly apply it to her head—wouldn't that just hasten her death?
"Is this really the antidote?" Mu Yunhe shook the box in his other hand.
"Yes, yes, hurry, please save me." Qin Yinxian gasped for breath, and her ears started bleeding more, this time from the Gu worms.
Mu Yunhe narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing in them. He was sinister, wicked, and cruel. He said slowly, "No rush, wait a little longer. Let me take a good look and see if your symptoms are the same as Aheng's."
Qin Yinxian's face was deathly pale, and her whole body was trembling violently. She was thrown to the ground by Mu Yunhe and instantly collapsed like a lump of mud. She didn't even have the strength to get up. On her severed ear, a bloody hole gradually appeared, and it was like a living spring, with blood flowing out continuously.
As the blood flow gradually increased and became uncontrollable, Qin Yinxian's broken body, though powerless, began to struggle violently. She rolled on the ground in agony, her face contorted.
It really is... exactly the same symptoms as Ah Heng's!
This is another form of revenge from Mu Yunhe. He made Aheng suffer, so naturally the mastermind behind it all must also experience the same pain. How could his Aheng be left to suffer alone?
Seeing Qin Yinxian writhing on the ground, screaming in agony, Mu Yunhe felt a surge of pleasure. But an even stronger brutality rose within him. If a woman as powerful as Qin Yinxian couldn't endure the pain of this blood curse, screaming in agony, what about his Aheng? With such a delicate body, and without the support of formidable martial arts, wouldn't she suffer even more? Would she have to endure far more hardship than Qin Yinxian?
Thinking this way, Mu Yunhe became even more sinister. He stepped on Qin Yinxian's head and said viciously, "How many poisons did you put on Aheng? How much antidote do you need? You'd better tell me the truth, or I'll make you bleed to death right now! If you tell me the truth, I'll give you the antidote immediately."
Originally, Qin Yinxian was intended to be used as a test subject for the medicine, so naturally, the antidote would also be given to her.
Qin Yinxian looked up at him, trembling, her eyes filled with pleading: "Luo Zhiheng had five, only two antidotes are needed. How many did you give me?"
"Nine, how many antidotes do you need?" Mu Yunhe asked with a smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
Qin Yinxian's heart clenched in shock at the number Mu Yunhe mentioned—nine! That was enough to kill her within half an hour!
"Nine antidotes! Quick, give them to me now! Give me the antidotes! Nine, hurry!" Qin Yinxian roared.
Mu Yunhe's face instantly contorted into a ferocious and terrifying expression. He forcefully crushed her head and said viciously, "Why does my Aheng only need two antidotes after being infected with five blood gu, while you need nine antidotes after being infected with nine blood gu? Are you more precious than Aheng? Or are you deceiving me? One antidote per blood gu?"
"No, no..." Qin Yinxian knew she had let something slip and couldn't change it now, so she stopped explaining and kept begging Mu Yunhe to give her the nine antidotes.
Mu Yunhe opened the box, inside were tiny, blood-red pills, each only the size of a fish eye, and there were only ten in total!
"There were only ten antidotes, and you got nine. What am I going to do with my Aheng? You're still trying to kill my Aheng? You scoundrel!" Mu Yunhe roared in fury, kicking Qin Yinxian hard in the abdomen, causing Qin Yinxian to vomit blood.
Now that things have come to this, Qin Yinxian is speechless, and her intentions are not hard to guess. She has gone so far as to want to kill Luo Zhiheng.
To test the authenticity of the pill, Mu Yunhe took one out and offered it to Qin Yinxian. Qin Yinxian immediately struggled frantically, trying to take the pill, but with her tendons severed, her hand was essentially useless; how could she possibly hold anything?
Mu Yunhe then said, "Tell me how to use this thing? Should I give it to you to eat? Or..."
"Put it on the wound, hurry, hurry!" Qin Yinxian had never been so humiliated and pathetic in her life, but at this moment, in order to survive, she could no longer care about anything else.
This time, Mu Yunhe did not refute. He placed the pill on the bloody hole and stared at it without blinking. Time passed little by little. Qin Yinxian's whole body was in pain and her muscles were convulsing, but she dared not move at all.
Suddenly, Mu Yunhe saw a small, chubby thing crawl out of the bloody hole. It was about the size of a thumb, twisting and slowly crawling out, heading straight for the pill.
That's a blood curse?!
Mu Yunhe stared in shock. When it was placed inside, it was a tiny, white thing, barely the size of a grain of rice. How could it have transformed into such a colossal creature in such a short time?! Was this thing traversing inside his body, devouring blood? Or perhaps his very essence?!
The terrifying thing slowly devoured the pill, but then the blood gu suddenly exploded with a loud bang, splattering blood everywhere. Drops of blood landed on Mu Yunhe's hand, still warm.
The bizarre scene shocked, enraged, and terrified Mu Yunhe.
He hated Qin Yinxian to the core, and plunged a needle deep into her skull, roaring, "You vile slut! How dare you use that despicable, terrible, and vicious trick that you used on Auntie to deal with Aheng! I'll take your life!"
After the needle was inserted, Qin Yinxian could no longer move. This needle could not kill Qin Yinxian, but even if she did not die, Qin Yinxian would be a somewhat mentally challenged person in the future, because this needle damaged her soul.
Mu Yunhe didn't kill Qin Yinxian; he was going to save Aheng. Qin Yinxian deserved to be tortured to the point of wishing for death; wouldn't dying be too easy for her? Besides, Qin Yinxian was already consumed by the Gu poison, which could easily take her life.
Mu Yunhe was eager to leave, but after thinking for a moment, he took some other boxes with him. He was worried that these pills wouldn't be enough. Who knew how many blood gu had Qin Yinxian planted in Aheng? Aheng seemed very ill. If one antidote could only draw out one blood gu, Mu Yunhe could only manage to get five blood gu into Aheng's body. At the very least, there had to be no more than nine, otherwise…
Astral projection is a serious matter. The longer the soul remains outside the body, the more difficult it becomes to reunite the soul with the body. Moreover, Mu Yunhe's soul is already injured. Returning like this would certainly put Mu Yunhe in danger. Besides, this place is not one that can be entered and exited at will.
"Who are you? Huh? Something's not right with you. You don't seem like a human being." The words were cold and not a question, but the author's imposing presence and domineering aura made no one dare to have any thought of resistance.
The person before me slowly turned around, exuding an air of opulence and nobility. A long golden robe cinched at the waist with a jeweled belt, and a golden crown adorned his head. The beaded curtain swayed gently, producing a clear and melodious sound as the pearls and jade jingled. His entire attire was dazzling with jewels and exceptionally luxurious.
Her slender body was somewhat thin, and even without a close look behind the golden crown and beaded curtain, just a quick glance was enough to amaze one with her extraordinary beauty.
That face was so beautiful it was unreal, and so beautiful it was heartbreaking!
Despite her beauty, the sadness and indifference that had settled in her amber eyes over the years, almost like a constant companion, would immediately tell even the most oblivious person that she was a very unhappy person, a woman who seemed to be suffering from depression!
No matter how well this woman took care of herself, it was clear she was in her early forties. Fine lines lined the corners of her eyes, but because her stunningly beautiful face was expressionless, she appeared more cold and dignified than weathered. Most striking of all were her long, snow-white hair. Against her golden attire, it accentuated her dignified and noble beauty and allure.
Mu Yunhe never imagined that his encounter with the legendary First Empress would be under such circumstances. The meeting was quiet and uneventful, the conversation cool and indifferent; there was no earth-shattering event, no grand spectacle.
In this scene, in this attire, with this air, this appearance, and this white hair, who else could it be but Her Majesty the Empress of the Silver Moon Kingdom!
Mu Yunhe suppressed the emotions revealed by his shock, his expression was calm, but his voice still couldn't help but reveal a trace of tension and respect: "Mu Yunhe of the Divination Palace greets Your Majesty the Empress."
Mu Yunhe introduced himself in this way, completely separating himself from the secular world. At this moment, in this place, he was merely a person from the Divination Heavenly Palace. And this identity was one that even the Silver Moon Kingdom had to treat with utmost seriousness.
A flicker of surprise crossed the woman's calm, amber eyes, which quickly returned to their usual composure. She slightly raised her hand, her voice chilling: "You know my identity. Who told you? Or did you guess it yourself?"
"I guessed it." Mu Yunhe smiled slightly, straightened his body, and his tall, jade-like figure and humble yet arrogant attitude made him appear exceptionally calm and composed amidst the Empress's powerful and invisible aura.
The Empress slightly twitched the corners of her lips, her expression unreadable, neither praising nor mocking: "Wisdom and the ability to make connections are never lacking in diviners. It's been over a hundred years, hasn't it? I haven't seen a living diviner in over a hundred years. You hold a high position in the Heavenly Palace, yet you still know that there is a feminist clan in this world."
Her tone shifted abruptly, and Her Majesty the Empress swept her noble eyes coldly over him, her aura imposing: "How did you end up here? Are you friends with Xian'er?"
Mu Yunhe remained calm and made no attempt to hide anything: "We're not friends. I'm just here to pick up something."
"Yun is the eye of the mountain." "Oh? Xian'er obviously won't easily give her things to someone who isn't her friend. Are you here to take them, or to steal them?" Her Majesty the Empress raised an eyebrow with great interest, finally raising her head completely, her gaze fixed on Mu Yunhe, a chill rising from her.
Mu Yunhe laughed without realizing it, and remained calm and composed: "Your Majesty is overthinking it. This thing was given to me by Qin Yinxian on her own initiative, and it is something she owes me. I am just here to take back what is rightfully mine. How can it be considered robbery? Moreover, if she hadn't forcibly given me something that didn't belong to me, why would I have bothered to come here? Meeting Your Majesty was truly something I didn't want."
It's unclear what Mu Yunhe's words struck a nerve with the Empress, whose sense of humor had been stiff and dormant for many years, but it actually made her laugh out loud. Then, many people emerged from all directions, each one a tall and imposing woman dressed in majestic armor!
It really is a matriarchal society, where women are used like men and men are raised like women. It's truly... mind-blowing.