novelraw Chapter 1341: Even a Foolish Young Prince Has His Merits
Chapter 1341: Even a Foolish Young Prince Has His Merits
"This..." That Imperial Physician exchanged a look with the others, then said, "There might be a way, I suppose. If there were an elixir with an unimaginably vast Dan Power, it might possibly be able to reactivate that dead spring. Or, if his constitution transformed against all odds, breaking through the gate of life and death so that his Potential underwent an earth‑shaking change, that dead spring might yet come back to life."By the end, he let out a quiet sigh. These two possibilities were the conclusions they’d already discussed earlier. They sounded feasible on the surface, but when you really thought about it, they were nothing but wild fantasies.
The Nine-Turned Saint Qi Pill’s Dan Power was already enormous, yet when Tang Bufan took it, it was like tossing it into a bottomless pit. They’d need at least a thousand or ten thousand times that much Dan Power to possibly reactivate that spring—his Cultivation Potential. Never mind whether such an elixir even existed in this world; even if it did, it absolutely wouldn’t be something Tang Bufan could withstand. Forget him—even those experts above the Sword Saint level probably couldn’t bear it.
As for the second method, it was even more unrealistic. No matter how good a Vessel Cutting Marrow Cleansing Pill was, it could only enhance Cultivation Potential. With Cultivation Potential completely ruined like Tang Bufan’s, even the finest Vessel Cutting Marrow Cleansing Pill would be useless.
In the legends, there were tales of people born as total trash who were struck by lightning or died for some other reason, then came back to life and had their constitution turn heaven‑defying, gaining unparalleled talent. But a story is just a story, a legend only a legend. In over a million years, who knew how many people on the Holy Court Continent died in accidents every day, yet in actual historical records, there wasn’t a single cultivator who ended up with heaven‑defying talent because of this.
They couldn’t really have Tang Bufan die a few times just to verify whether the legend was true. In fact, he wouldn’t get to die a few times; once would be the end of him.
Huayue and the others fell silent. Even Jiang Yuzhe, who had just been wailing like he was ready to be buried at any moment, quieted down. Looking at the companion who had just staked his life alongside them, they couldn’t even find words of comfort.
Of course, they could hear that the two methods the Imperial Physician mentioned were sheer fantasy and absolutely impossible to realize. In other words, Tang Bufan was destined to be unable to cultivate for the rest of his life.
"You don’t have to be sad for me. Honestly, in that battle earlier, it was already sheer luck that I didn’t die. Being able to kill an Eighth Rank Sword Master—oh no, that’s right, an Eighth Rank—means I haven’t lived in vain. I figure even after a few thousand years, people will still remember the name of me, Madman Tang Bufan. Compared to those who muddle through life, die, and are forgotten, I’m doing much better." Tang Bufan, however, accepted reality quickly and laughed at himself. So he had also heard about his madman reputation.
Hearing his words only made Huayue and the others feel worse; a layer of mist blurred their eyes.
Who says men don’t easily shed tears? It’s only that they haven’t yet reached the point of heartbreak.
"Bufan, believe me. I will definitely heal your injuries and make you the strongest expert in this world." Han Yan said firmly.
The second method the Imperial Physician mentioned was indeed unrealistic, and no one would dare to risk it, but the first could be tried. Strictly speaking, the Dan Power of the Holy Spirit Pill and the Nine-Turned Saint Qi Pill were roughly on par, but the former was more violent while the latter was gentler, so that ordinary Sword Masters could take it. In that case, why couldn’t one refine an elixir with Dan Power amplified a thousand‑fold, ten thousand‑fold, yet still gentler?
It was said that everything had its limits and was constrained by the Law, so such an elixir was fundamentally impossible to refine on the Holy Court Continent. But if one’s strength reached a Realm that could ignore and transcend the Law, wouldn’t it be possible then?
Looking at Tang Bufan, whose strength was gone and who was now little more than a cripple, Han Yan’s yearning for power grew more intense than ever before.
"Mm." Tang Bufan gazed at Han Yan for a long time, then gave a heavy nod.
Although he knew that healing his injuries was practically impossible, when he saw the resolve in Han Yan’s eyes, for some reason the heart that had already turned to dead ashes suddenly flared with the fire of hope.
"So you’re all back. Why didn’t anyone wait for me?" At the doorway came Zhu Xiuqing’s delighted voice.
Everyone was in low spirits; no one answered him. Han Yan even shot him a vicious glare.
Zhu Xiuqing didn’t get angry or upset. He was used to being the punching bag; there was no way such a bit of cold shoulder would bother him. He still grinned foolishly, not behaving the least bit proper.
"What are you doing here?" Just seeing this guy’s careless face got Han Yan irritated. She asked with a straight face.
"I went to buy elixirs. Didn’t we see Brother Hua and the others badly injured just now? I specially went to buy some Healing Pills." Zhu Xiuqing said as he took out the elixirs.
"This is Upper Pure Jade Spirit Pill?" Before Han Yan could say anything at the sight of the elixirs in his hand, Lu Nianxin gasped in shock.
The Upper Pure Jade Spirit Pill was also a rarely seen Healing Holy Pill. Although it couldn’t compare to the Dragon Blood Pill, each one still sold for over tens of millions of silver taels.
"Xiu Ming pays respects to the Empress Dowager. Empress Dowager, may you live a thousand, thousand, thousand years..." Only then did Zhu Xiuqing notice the Empress Dowager. Startled, he hurriedly bowed.
"An Upper Pure Jade Spirit Pill takes tens of millions of silver taels to buy one. Where did you get that kind of money?" Lu Nianxin cut off Zhu Xiuqing’s words and asked curiously.
Though Zhu Xiuqing was the Princely Heir of the Anxi Prince Mansion, he hadn’t inherited the title of Prince yet. He lived on a monthly salary of ten thousand taels of silver. Even if he saved for a hundred years, he’d only be able to buy a single Upper Pure Jade Spirit Pill. He was only twenty years old; how could he possibly produce so much money?
"Uh, I... I borrowed some money from Aunt Han Yan and bet it all on her. After a few rounds, I won quite a bit." Zhu Xiuqing hesitated for a moment, but in the end still answered honestly.
Han Yan glanced at Zhu Xiuqing, for once showing a hint of approval. Though this guy was a bit of a fool and a bit thick‑skinned, he was straightforward by nature and utterly sincere toward his friends. If it were someone else, even if they’d won a lot of money, they probably wouldn’t have spent so much to buy elixirs for Huayue and the others.
"No need. We already took elixirs just now." Huayue and the others were somewhat moved and said to Zhu Xiuqing.
"Oh, then I went to all that trouble for nothing. I went running around every Alchemy Workshop and Elixir Workshop in the Capital before I finally managed to get these few Upper Pure Jade Spirit Pills. Forget it, forget it. I’ve already bought them, so just keep them. Worst case, use them next time you get hurt." Zhu Xiuqing stuffed the elixirs into their hands without giving them a chance to refuse, completely unaware that his words sounded like a curse.
But seeing the sincerity on Zhu Xiuqing’s face, none of them got mad at him.
"Right, I’ve got a few other good things to give you all." Zhu Xiuqing said mysteriously.
"What?" Han Yan asked curiously.