The world was beautiful and cruel.
The river was clear and the sea was calm, the country was prosperous, and the people were at peace. This was undoubtedly a beautiful picture. However, everyone knew that the prelude to this picture was inevitably accompanied by a cruel and tragic fight. Without the bloody struggle of the founding generals and soldiers, there would be no peaceful development for future generations.
In the same way, when you make a good wish, you must be aware that in order to realize this good wish, you may need to make a cruel choice.
Princess Yunyue was willing to sacrifice herself to achieve others, which was undoubtedly a beautiful and noble sentiment. Because of this sentiment, Wang Lu did not hesitate to take risks to design and participate in the implementation of a plan that was as close to perfect as possible.
If Wang Lu's plan could be smoothly implemented from the beginning to the end, the result would be perfect. Princess Yunyue would be reborn, Yunkongjun would continue to be suppressed under the monolith, and Yunchang, the usurper, would not live to the end. The Cloud Country would avoid a disaster that would affect the whole country. As for King Yunyang, perhaps after abdicating, he would have enough leisure time to start a new life. And Wang Lu, who had successfully solved all the problems, would presumably get a lot of rewards, the rewards of the immortal dream land.
But would things really go so smoothly? Wang Lu could look forward to it, but he could not plan to do so. In the face of such a complex and dangerous situation, all the plans that could be made must be done, and the worst case scenario must be taken into account. Although two days was limited, at least one thing could be done.
"Ten Thousand Spirit Blood!?"
When Wang Lu took out a bottle of boiling blood from his bosom, Yunkongjun was surprised. "You actually … really got the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood?"
At this time, even King Yunyang did not expect that Wang Lu could actually take out the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood. "Immortal, where … where did you get the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood?"
Wang Lu lightly said, "In one day, do you think it's enough for me to collect the blood of ten thousand kinds of spiritual creatures?"
King Yunyang suddenly felt a chill all over his body. Although he had personally ordered his men to collect the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood for him, and had indeed caused a lot of killing, but compared to Wang Lu's understated attitude, how could they be mentioned in the same breath … Immortals and mortals were different, it was not a lie!
Regarding King Yunyang's fear, Wang Lu was not in the mood to explain.
Of course, he could not do something like killing innocent people. Although this was an immortal dream land, Wang Lu still had too many reasons to keep himself rational here. Although a day's time was not enough for him to collect the blood of ten thousand spiritual creatures, it was enough for him to execute the prisoners on death row in Yunyang City in advance, and there was still not enough left …
Looking at the present world, even if the Yun Nation was prosperous and its people were at peace, how could there not be a few people who deserved to be killed among the millions of people in the nation? Wang Lu was not a mortal, so he did not need to abide by the rules of the mortal world.
The people killed by Wang Lu ranged from corrupt officials who were in charge of cities and territories, to local ruffians who committed many crimes in the marketplace. With the eyes of a cultivator, he could clearly distinguish between good and evil, black and white. In just half a day, he had killed thousands of people, and finally, he had collected enough blood.
In fact, Wang Lu always wanted to laugh. How stupid was King Yunyang to let his men openly slaughter an entire village to collect the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood? If he wanted to kill people, there were too many means, right?
Perhaps because he had been in the position of a king for a long time, King Yunyang could not put his vision down, or perhaps because he had been a wise king for too long, he could not think of those crooked ways. And the urgency and secrecy of the matter made it impossible for him to discuss it with other people. But in short, for Wang Lu, collecting the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood had never been a problem.
The problem was that, no matter how tactful and ingenious the method of collecting it was, the blood of thousands of people must contain cruelty and sin. Once it was drunk, whether it was voluntary or forced, whether it was knowingly or unknowingly, one would bear the original sin. And for Wang Lu, who needed to create a virtuous king, this was a very difficult condition to accept.
Perhaps with Yunyue's good character, it was enough to offset this original sin, but Wang Lu did not want to easily gamble. Facing a peak Yuanying Stage expert, he must firmly grasp any chance of winning.
However, if the suppression was successful, there would be a bit more leeway. The influence of the virtuous king on the monolith must exceed a certain range before it would materialize. In other words, one must be extremely evil to disintegrate the monolith, and one must be a virtuous and virtuous person to remold the monolith. Therefore, after the remold, even if Yunyue occasionally lost her virtue, it would not affect the overall situation.
And at this time, the value of the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood could be vividly reflected. Yunkongjun was suppressed under the monolith, and now, he only had the strength to struggle at death's door. It was only a matter of time before he was completely suppressed. And as long as Princess Yunyue was healthy, there would be no room for Yunkongjun to make a comeback.
Refining the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood into a life-saving elixir was as easy as lifting a finger for Wang Lu. He had already prepared all the intermediate materials in his mustard seed bag, so he could start refining at any time. Seeing that Princess Yunyue began to cough up blood again, he immediately took out the furnace and began to refine the elixir. The precious herbs that he brought from Spirit Sword Mountain were thrown into the furnace by him regardless of the cost. Then, he uncovered a talisman and ignited the Samadhi True Fire that was personally sealed by the Sixth Elder, which then poured into the furnace. In just a moment, a crystal clear elixir jumped out of the furnace and fell into Wang Lu's hand.
The elixir refined with the Samadhi True Fire from top rank spirit grass seemed to have its own intelligence. It spun in Wang Lu's hand and was about to put it into Princess Yunyue's mouth. However, Wang Lu was not in a hurry. After warming it with his Non-Phase Magical Power, he put the elixir into the Princess's mouth.
However, as soon as the elixir entered her mouth, the Princess's condition immediately improved. A trace of blush appeared on her pale and purple complexion, and the flickering fire of life was reignited.
Seeing that the Princess's condition had almost stabilized, Wang Lu finally felt relieved. He turned toward the distant monolith and cupped his hands across his chest. "Senior, farewell forever."
"Hahahahaha!"
Wang Lu's farewell was exchanged with Yunkongjun's maniacal laughter.
"Never to see you again?! Hahahaha, I think we'll meet again soon! "
Suppressed by the monolith, Yunkongjun had completely lost his soul-shaking power. However, this burst of laughter, as well as the declaration in it, made Wang Lu's heart palpitate like never before.
He turned his head. On the soft bed, Princess Yunyue's complexion was rosy, her eyes were blurred, her thin cheeks were gradually filled with vitality, and her two protruding eyes also gradually calmed down. Little by little, she was restored to her former outstanding beauty.
No matter from which angle he looked at it, the Princess's poison had been completely removed, and she had just recovered from a serious illness. However, as Wang Lu poured more of his Non-Phase Magical Power into his eyes, he suddenly saw a trace of Yin energy between her eyebrows. It was faintly discernible, but it did not go away. Moreover, as the Princess's vitality gradually became exuberant, that trace of Yin energy also seemed to come alive and gradually spread out.
Wang Lu's complexion changed. He knew that this must be the trick that Yunkongjun had done in the Princess's body. That old monster was really cunning. Not only did he not remove the toxicity of the carrion grass, but he also planted a new poison. His method was insidious and vicious, making it impossible to guard against it.
However, this was also a helpless move. When Wang Lu laid out his plan, tricking Yunkongjun to detoxify the Princess was an essential part of his plan. And in that part, Wang Lu had to put the Princess outside the protection range of his Non-Phase Sword Defense … It was not that he didn't think that Yunkongjun might have done something in that part, but he really had no better way.
Some things were doomed to not be perfect, but he had to do his best.
"Senior, it's really an eye-opener."
In the face of this adversity, Wang Lu chuckled, and then his complexion became incomparably firm.
"Now, please see my method."
With that, Wang Lu took out a red elixir from his mustard seed bag and put it into Yunyue's mouth. The Princess let out a moan. Her whole body became boiling hot as if it was on fire. Her sweat, which had just seeped out, evaporated into water vapor. And the trace of yin between her eyebrows was strongly suppressed, unable to move.
"... A high-rank boiling blood pill is used to prolong a mortal's life?" Yunkongjun was greatly surprised.
Boiling blood pill, if used on a cultivator, could make the whole body's blood boil and release an unparalleled mighty force. In this way, the weak could overcome the strong and reverse the overall situation at the critical moment. It could be called an immovable elixir. However, if used on a mortal, it would only burn them to death. Wang Lu wrapped it with his Non-Phase magical power and sent it into Yunyue's body, using a gentle way to stimulate her body's resistance against the yin poison. However, after all, it was just a temporary solution. Coupled with the fact that most of the elixir's efficacy was wasted, it would only last for a few days before the yin poison regained the upper hand.
Wang Lu's complexion did not change. "No, this elixir is used to slap your face. I want you to watch with your own eyes that the woman you hate to the bone will not die. She will be alive and well, and then she will be the stone tablet that suppresses you and tramples you under her feet. "
"Hahaha, well done. This elixir is indeed unexpected. However, I want to see how long you can persist in this absurdity!"
"How long can I persist? Of course, until your face is swollen! You want to compete with me, Wang Lu, in endurance? What a joke! "
While speaking, Wang Lu let out a long laugh. A series of elixirs flew out from his mustard seed bag and danced around Wang Lu like a rainbow.
This string of elixirs was all the resources that Wang Lu had extorted from the Elders of Spirit Sword Mountain's Heavenly Sword Hall. Each of them was well-shaped and overflowing with spiritual energy. Guided by Wang Lu's fingertips, the elixirs flew around his body for a moment and then gathered in the center of his palm. When the elixirs settled down, they formed their own array, which faintly affected the surrounding spiritual energy. Obviously, it was just a pile of inanimate objects, but it caused the wind and clouds to sweep, and all living things to respond.
Under the stone tablet, Yunkongjun was shocked. "Who the hell are you!?"
Even if he was an elite disciple of a common sect, it was impossible for him to have such a treasure. That pile of elixirs was already difficult to measure in terms of value. Among them, there were several that even he, a former peak Yuanying Stage cultivator, had only heard of but never seen!
However, Wang Lu no longer looked at him and turned his attention back to Princess Yunyue.
Having just digested the boiling blood elixir, Princess Yunyue became even weaker. However, she was still strong and tried her best to smile at Wang Lu.
A trace of pity suddenly appeared in Wang Lu's eyes. He lightly said, "I am the one who saved your life."
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