Nine dragons fight for the throne, I don't want to sit on this throne

The room was eerily quiet.

Sun Simiao's words shocked everyone present.

Finally, Chu Ning's throat rolled, he loosened his hand, slowly took a step back, his voice so low that it was almost inaudible:

"Thank you, Dr. Sun."

Sun Simiao nodded, then took out a cloth bag from his sleeve. When he unfolded it, dozens of golden needles as thin as cow hair were neatly arranged inside.

He took a deep breath, picked up a golden needle with his fingertips, lightly brushed it over the candle flame, and then accurately pierced the Baihui point on Chu Kuang's head.

"This needle can stimulate the remaining vitality, but it can only last for a moment."

Sun Simiao explained in a low voice while giving acupuncture.

The candlelight flickered in the room. Sun Simiao looked solemn as he slowly opened the needle bag, revealing dozens of golden needles as thin as hair.

The needle tips gleamed coldly under the candlelight. Each needle had been specially tempered to open up the meridians and invigorate the blood circulation.

He took a deep breath, gently picked up the first golden needle with his fingertips, and gently heated it over the candle flame to warm it. Then he said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty, I am about to begin."

Chu Ning held his breath and stared at Sun Simiao's movements.

He gently pressed the top of Chu Kuang's head with his left hand, held the needle with his right hand, aimed at the Baihui acupoint, and inserted it steadily and slowly.

This point is the meeting point of all Yang, and it can refresh the mind and stimulate remaining vitality.

When the needle was inserted three-tenths of an inch, Chu Kuang's brows seemed to move slightly, but he still did not wake up.

Sun Simiao did not dare to delay and quickly took out the second needle and inserted it into the Ren Zhong point.

This point is located on the lip below the nose. It is an important emergency point that can open up the yang and the orifices.

As the needle tip entered, Chu Kuang's breathing suddenly quickened for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Simiao's fingers flew, and the third needle went straight to the Neiguan acupoint, located on the inside of the wrist, which can calm the mind and harmonize qi and blood.

After the needle was inserted, Chu Kuang's fingertips trembled slightly, as if he had consciousness.

The fourth needle, Hegu point, is located at the base of the thumb. It can dredge the meridians and activate the collaterals, stimulating the qi of the whole body.

As the needle tip just pierced, Chu Kuang's arm twitched slightly, causing Chu Ning's heart to jump.

Sun Simiao's forehead was covered with sweat, but his technique remained steady.

For the fifth needle, he inserted the needle into Zusanli, a key acupoint for strengthening the body and replenishing vital energy.

After the needle was inserted, Chu Kuang's leg muscles tensed slightly, as if he was struggling.

For the last needle, Sun Simiao focused his eyes and aimed at the Yongquan acupoint, which is located on the sole of the foot and can guide fire back to its origin and stabilize the foundation.

The moment the needle pierced his chest, it heaved violently, and then...

His eyelashes fluttered slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Your Majesty, that's enough." Sun Simiao wiped the sweat from his forehead and bowed to Chu Ning.

The room was dead silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Chu Kuang.

Chu Ning's nails dug deep into his palms, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

Chu Kuang's eyes slowly opened, reflecting the faint light of the candle, but still as sharp as before.

He turned his eyes with difficulty and looked at Chu Ning who was guarding the bed, with a pale smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Ning..."

His voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible, but it made Chu Ning's heart tremble, and he immediately leaned over and held his hand.

"Brother Wang, I'm here!" Chu Ning's voice trembled slightly, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Chu Kuang's breathing was heavy and intermittent, but he still forced himself to speak: "This king... This king is dying."

He had already realized that he was running out of energy and even speaking was difficult.

This scene also made Sun Simiao, Jia Yu and Ma Chao turn their heads away, unable to bear to watch.

"No! You won't die!" Chu Ning gritted his teeth and clenched his fingers: "I am the Son of Heaven, I will not allow you to die!"

Chu Kuang chuckled softly, but there was a hint of bitterness in his laughter: "Life and death are determined by fate. I know my own body well."

He paused, his eyes suddenly blazing with fierce hatred: "Brother Ning, promise me that you will avenge me!"

Chu Ning nodded without hesitation: "Don't worry, Helian Kuang has been killed by General Zhao Yu, and the 30,000 Scorpion Clan soldiers have also been wiped out!"

"not enough!"

Chu Kuang suddenly grasped Chu Ning's wrist with such force that Chu Ning was slightly startled: "I want the Scorpion Clan to be wiped out!"

Chu Ning stared at him and nodded slowly: "Okay, I promise you, I will make sure that not a single blade of grass remains from the Scorpion Tribe!"

Chu Kuang's expression eased slightly, but then his brows furrowed again, and a hint of deep thought flashed in his eyes.

He panted and spoke intermittently, "This king wants to exterminate the Scorpion Clan, but...you must not act rashly."

Chu Ning was stunned: "What do you mean, brother Wang?"

"The Tang Dynasty... and the Scorpion Clan have formed an alliance."

Chu Kuang swallowed hard and continued, "If we attack the Scorpion Tribe directly, Li Shimin will definitely not stand idly by."

Chu Ning's eyes darkened. He had indeed considered this, but in his rage, he wanted to immediately massacre the Scorpion Clan to vent his hatred.

Chu Kuang saw through his thoughts and whispered, "Brother Ning...listen to what I have to say."

"You say." Chu Ning responded in a deep voice.

"First... take down the Han Dynasty!" Chu Kuang spoke each word clearly, with the final gleam in his eyes.

"The Han Dynasty?" Chu Ning frowned, obviously not expecting Chu Kuang to suddenly mention this.

"Correct."

Chu Kuang panted, but still tried his best to make his words clear and audible: "First, the Han Dynasty is very far away from the Tang Dynasty and the Scorpion Clan. If we destroy the Han Dynasty first, we will have no worries. When we fight the Tang and Scorpion Clan in the future, we don't have to worry about being attacked from both sides."

"Second..."

He coughed, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, but he still insisted: "Although the Han Dynasty did not directly participate in this war, their elite troops suffered heavy losses and morale is low. This is the perfect time to... annex them!"

Chu Ning was stunned.

He had never imagined that this prince who seemed reckless and heroic on weekdays could still analyze the situation so calmly and even plan for his future when he was dying!

Complex emotions surged in his heart, including shock and regret.

Chu Kuang... was actually worried that he would be blinded by hatred and rashly attack the Scorpion Tribe, allowing the Tang Dynasty to take advantage of the opportunity!

"Brother Wang..." Chu Ning's voice was slightly hoarse, and there seemed to be warmth in his eyes.

Chu Kuang looked at him, his eyes gradually softening, and he whispered, "Brother Ning...promise me that you will first destroy the Han Dynasty, then the Scorpion Tribe...If you do so, I will die with peace of mind."

Chu Ning took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He nodded slowly and said solemnly, "I promise you, I will first destroy the Han people, and then crush the Scorpion Tribe!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Kuang finally revealed a relieved smile, and the light in his eyes gradually faded.

He gently closed his eyes and murmured, "This is... very good..."

Before he finished speaking, his hands slowly dropped down and he was no longer able to breathe.

Chu Ning froze in place, staring at him blankly for a long time, then slowly reached out and closed his eyes.

"Brother Wang, don't worry..."

He murmured softly, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "I will make it known to the world that anyone who kills my brothers...will be executed along with his entire clan!"

Inside the room, the flickering candlelight illuminated his cold face.

Outside the window, the sky suddenly turned gloomy and heavy rain fell like a waterfall, as if mourning the fall of a hero.