ah? The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

Chapter 250

Concubine Ji was a little uneasy when she received the message from her brother.

Today was the day the Imperial Master had promised her that she would have her maid go to the Samsara Academy headquarters to fetch medicine. Ever since the Imperial Master had examined her pulse and prescribed a box of magical pills, Concubine Ji had felt a significant improvement in her health after taking the pills.

The symptoms of weakness, splitting headache and even heart palpitations disappeared, but she found that she was somewhat addicted to the magic pill. Every day she thought about the box of magic pills that she had not finished taking, and hoped to take another pill when it was time to take the medicine.

Presumably, the potent elixirs possessed the ability to haunt people, so Concubine Ji had no suspicions. After all, she was the favored concubine and was quite familiar with Emperor Xuan's daily life. Therefore, she knew that Emperor Xuan also consumed the magical elixirs produced by the Samsara Academy daily.

She had also handled the magic pill when she was serving Emperor Xuan medicine. Concubine Ji could confirm that the magic pill Emperor Xuan took had a similar aroma to the one she took. She had never smelled this aroma on any other pill, not even on the top-grade pill.

So, from the moment the maids who were supposed to fetch the medicine were ordered to leave the palace, Concubine Ji began to look forward to their return with the medicine.

But her brother, the head of the Ji family, had sent a letter a few days ago, asking her maid to come to the Ji family before getting the medicine. He had something he wanted the maid to pass on to her in the palace.

Since entering the palace, Concubine Ji had become accustomed to receiving gifts from her brother in this way. Since childhood, her brother had loved her very much and had even made a big fuss at home because of her entry into the palace, but in the end he was unable to win the argument with the then head of the Ji family.

At that time, Concubine Ji knew that her life was not in her own hands. She could only survive in the cracks to save her own life and the prosperity of her family.

She felt that she had done well over the years. She carefully served Emperor Xuan, and Emperor Xuan was very fond of her, a beautiful and gentle water and sky spirit root.

With her existence, the Ji family's influence in the Xuan Dynasty continued to expand, and to this day, it seems to be the most powerful family among the aristocratic families.

This was all the result of her and her brother's hard work, Concubine Ji thought.

So where does this uneasiness come from?

Is it because the maid hasn't returned yet?

Or was it because her brother's message vaguely asked her to take care of herself and be safe?

Concubine Ji fiddled with the letter paper in annoyance. She raised her head and wanted to ask where the maid who came to get the medicine had gone, but she swallowed the words back when they came to her lips.

No, she couldn't expose her negative emotions so obviously. In the harem, she needed to restrain all her emotions within a reasonable range and never let others see her true thoughts.

Concubine Ji put down the letter and planned to take a walk in the yard to bask in the sun.

At this time, the maid who came to get the medicine came back.

Concubine Ji subconsciously wanted to move forward, but when she saw the unfamiliar look in the maid's eyes, she was stunned.

"I've brought the medicine back."

One of the maids spoke softly in a gentle tone familiar to Concubine Ji, and handed her a brocade box: "The magic pill is precious, your majesty, please be careful."

Concubine Ji held the brocade box in her arms. As soon as she opened it a little, a huge amount of water vapor gushed out from the gap, scaring her so much that she immediately slammed the box shut.

"You, you guys..."

The maids said nothing and moved, just stood there and stared at her.

Concubine Ji gathered herself and dismissed the others in the hall: "Is there anything you want to tell me privately about taking medicine, Imperial Master? All of you please leave and let me listen alone."

One of the maids stepped forward, and when there were only three of them left in the hall, the door slammed shut, and the faces of the two maids changed.

Du Xinghe and Ji Wuhuo came to Concubine Ji with serious expressions.

No matter how slow Concubine Ji was, she should have understood what was happening, let alone a harem survivor like her who was very smart.

She handed the brocade box containing the Cangming Bell back to Ji Wuhuo, calmed her pounding heart, and asked in a low voice, "What happened? Is my brother okay?"

"Father is fine. Aunt, listen to me."

Ji Wuhuo helped Concubine Ji sit down again, and carefully told her everything they had seen in the Samsara Courtyard.

Upon hearing that she was carrying a stillborn fetus destined to become a medicinal herb, Concubine Ji's veins bulged as she clutched the armrests of her chair. Her face paled, and she opened her mouth to vomit, but nothing came out.

"I—I'm pregnant—"

She reached out to touch her belly, but was too frightened to do so.

Ji Wuhuo couldn't bear it, so he spoke to comfort her: "Xinghe has forced the Samsara Institute to refine a harmless abortion pill for you, Aunt. Don't be angry, the most important thing now is to take care of yourself——"

"It was he, His Majesty, who wanted to do this, wasn't it?"

Concubine Ji raised her head, her beautiful eyes already bloodshot. "He treated me like a furnace, a tool that could be used and consumed at will. I gave birth to medicinal herbs for him like an animal. I'll be confined to this palace for my entire life, and I'll keep giving birth to children forever! In his eyes, I, and the entire Ji family, are nothing but firewood!"

Ji Wuhuo was stunned by his aunt, who had always been gentle and gentle in his childhood memories. Concubine Ji tightly grasped his collar and asked through gritted teeth, "What about my brother? Do you know?"

"Father, Father already knows. He gave the Cangming Bell to Xinghe and asked us to rescue you..."

Concubine Ji laughed bitterly, raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, quickly straightened her back, and turned to Du Xinghe.

"Xinghe Fairy, thank you for planning so much for me and for risking your life to enter the Samsara Courtyard. The Ji family and I will definitely repay you for saving my life."

Du Xinghe nodded calmly, acknowledging the credit: "Emperor Xuan has killed too many people. You are right in front of me, and I will save you if I can."

Concubine Ji exhaled slowly, looking at the air in front of her with a weak look in her eyes. After a moment, as if she had made up her mind, she raised her head again.

"Xinghe Fairy, I only have one question for you."

Du Xinghe said, "It's okay to ask."

Concubine Ji stared at her expression and asked word by word, "Do you want to kill him?"

Ji Wuhuo pursed his lips. Du Xinghe didn't care about the others' reactions and gave her answer very frankly: "Yes, and I'm about to do it."

"Well, I'll give you a hand."

Concubine Ji walked towards the small table without hesitation. She picked up the pen and wrote a few lines on a piece of fragrant floral paper. Then she folded it with her spiritual power and drove it to fly out through the crack in the door.

"I sent him a message. If nothing unexpected happens, he will come to my palace tonight."

Ji Wuhuo's expression changed: "Aunt! If something happens to him in your palace, then you will also--"

Concubine Ji held her swollen belly and sneered, "Does my life feel safe now? I've been on his chopping block for a long time. What difference does it make if he cuts me a day earlier or later?"

"Rather than being kept in a pen like a pig or sheep and then slaughtered after giving birth, it would be better for me to chop him up with a knife first!"

Du Xinghe smiled upon hearing this and clapped his hands in appreciation: "Your Highness, what you said is very nice. When this matter is over, I would like to make friends with you."

Concubine Ji smiled brightly and said without any concern, "It's not too late now. My maiden name is Suhua. When I was little, my brother and I practiced swordsmanship together. In fact, my swordsmanship is even better than his."

Du Xinghe suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. So Wuhuo likes sword cultivation because... he has a family background in swordsmanship?"

Ji Wuhuo never expected the topic to turn back to himself. His jade-white face was stained with a layer of crimson, and he was a little anxious to explain: "It has nothing to do with my aunt! I like sword cultivation because-"

"It has nothing to do with me." Ji Suhua smiled even brighter. "It's just that people like us have vaguely known since birth that we are not destined for freedom. And the older we get, the more profound our understanding becomes, and the more we accept our fate."

"But there's this story circulating in our family. Every child has heard it since childhood, originally just used to scare children into sleeping. This story goes that there's an incredibly daring swordsman in this world. One day, this swordsman will descend from the sky, slay anyone who stands in his way, kidnap the young masters and young ladies from the numerous courtyards, and flee far away, ensuring that the young masters and young ladies will never be able to return to the peaceful land of Xuandu again."

Ji Wuhuo's eyes sparkled as he turned his gaze back to Du Xinghe. Ji Suhua took off a golden hairpin from her head and placed it neatly in Du Xinghe's hand.

"Wuhuo met the swordsman who took him away. I was so happy for him. But I didn't expect that this swordsman said she wanted to take me away too."

Du Xinghe held the golden hairpin, and Ji Suhua leaned close to her ear and whispered softly:

"More than a decade ago, he had a scent pouch on his waist. Inside that pouch was a jade pendant. He always carried it close to his body and wouldn't let anyone touch it. One time, I quietly touched it, and I saw an extremely horrifying sight..."

Du Xinghe almost immediately thought of the jade pendant lost in the dragon vein.

"What did you see?" she asked.

Ji Suhua sneered and said:

"I saw countless souls staring at him with open eyes, but they dared not approach because of the barrier surrounding him. Only a little girl with tears of blood emerged from the jade pendant, broke through the barrier, and was gnawing at his heart!"

"From that day on, I became particularly wary of the jade pendant. I wouldn't dare touch the sachet even once when I was serving him. About five years ago, while I was tidying up his clothes while he was bathing, I accidentally touched the jade pendant again..."

Five years ago, Du Xinghe had recovered his memory and started killing people in the world of cultivation.

Ji Suhua said, "The number of souls staring at him has decreased, not increased. They have all been shielded. But the little girl with tears of blood in the jade pendant has disappeared, and I don't know where she went. If you have the chance, you can steal the jade pendant. I think his weakness must be related to it."

Du Xinghe smiled easily.

"It's okay, that's all," she said. "I know where the little girl in the jade pendant went."

Ji Suhua was stunned: "You know? Then, then she..."

Du Xinghe pointed at himself and said, "It's right here."