Zhu Yuanzhang, who commanded the wind and rain, lived a long and arduous life.

"No... Impossible! My master is an immortal, he would never give useless pills."

Zhu Xiong Ying held her head in her hands.

Although she still believed Zhu Changye in words, her eyes looked so helpless.

He was truly frightened by the sight of Empress Ma sleeping peacefully just now.

Lady Lü wanted to speak again, but then an excited voice came from the inner room. She couldn't hear what it was saying, but it was enough to attract her attention.

At present, the most important thing is Empress Ma's specific situation.

….….….….….…

inside the room.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty's breathing has returned to normal!"

The imperial physician's voice was excited and full of surprise.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was standing at the door, was slightly taken aback, and then quickly went inside.

As soon as he entered the room, he grabbed the imperial physician tightly.

"What did you say? The Empress is alright?"

The imperial physician laughed loudly, "Your Majesty, it's alright, it's alright. Before, the Empress's pulse was almost like an oil lamp going out, like a candle flickering in the wind, which could be extinguished at any moment."

"But now, Her Majesty the Empress's pulse is very normal, even like a raging fire, full of vitality, and the overall pulse can be described as steady and strong."

"If it weren't for my administration, I... would have doubted whether Your Majesty was truly ill?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes widened.

It's cured.

This… a single pill truly cured something that hundreds of imperial physicians couldn’t do.

"Okay, okay! Okay, okay!"

"Hahaha, okay, okay!!"

After regaining his senses, Zhu Yuanzhang burst into loud laughter.

His complexion visibly improved.

Empress Ma's survival seemed to be the best tonic for this old man, transforming him from a frail and helpless old man into a strong and robust man.

"Your Majesty, this elixir is indeed a divine pill."

The imperial physician's expression was complex as he continued, "It's hard to imagine that a single miraculous pill could cure an illness that left us imperial physicians helpless. We...we..."

The imperial physician hesitated, as if he wanted to speak but then stopped.

The taste was bitter.

He started learning medicine at the age of three and was hailed as a medical genius by the villagers.

He thought so too. He tasted hundreds of herbs at the age of ten, became famous in the county at the age of twenty, entered the palace as a royal physician at the age of thirty-five, and is now the head of the royal physicians at his advanced age.

I thought my life would be fulfilling, and that this life would be glorious enough.

Can….

They were still helpless in the face of the Empress's illness.

But that pill was different.

That tiny pill cured the Empress, and this pill... seemed to negate all his lifelong learning and his lifelong pursuit of medicine.

It felt as if all the countless nights I spent studying medicine, exhausting all my energy, were no match for the casual possessions of the legendary immortals.

Is my life truly meaningful?

The imperial physician was at a loss.

Zhu Yuanzhang saw his expression.

He rose from a beggar to become an emperor, demonstrating remarkable insight and keen observation.

His eyes flickered, and then he dismissed the imperial physician.

The matter of the immortals cannot be addressed for the time being.

He wanted to take a good look at his sister's physical condition first.

the other side.

News of the Empress's recovery continued to spread.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xiong Ying's dull eyes instantly brightened: "Healed? Healed!!"

"Hahaha, I knew it! I knew Master wouldn't lie to me!"

"He really can cure Grandma, hahaha! Hahaha!!"

Zhu Xiong Ying laughed loudly.

He was a rather easygoing person, and now that good news had arrived, his mind automatically filtered out the harsh words from Ms. Lü earlier.

"What, that pill...that pill...?"

Lady Lü stared wide-eyed, never expecting that it would actually work.

Such a serious illness, one foot was already in the grave.

Hundreds of imperial physicians were at a loss.

Just one pill cured him?

Lady Lü was completely dazed.

This event is different from Zhu Xiong Ying's resurrection. Zhu Xiong Ying was resurrected by an immortal, but she ultimately didn't take it seriously, so it didn't have much of an impact.

The incident involving Empress Ma truly happened before her eyes.

"Immortals...is this the way of immortals?"

Madam Lü's voice trembled, filled with deep awe: "Immortal, why... do you protect Zhu Xiong Ying, but not my son?"

She smiled helplessly.

His words revealed his loneliness.

What else can I do besides feel lonely?

Those are immortals; she is merely... a mortal.

….….….….….…

The news of Empress Ma's recovery spread further and further.

This was a major event that everyone in the capital, including the officials, was paying close attention to.

So in no time, the whole imperial city knew.

While they were relieved, they also began to care more about something else.

Immortal…

Fairy!

Immortals are an existence that no one can bypass during this period.

The officials and others all harbored a sliver of hope that even in death they could receive the same protection as Zhu Xiong Ying, but they did not know how to seek immortality.

Therefore, they began by visiting the temples, Taoist temples, and other places that still existed in the imperial city to worship the immortals.

A grand and solemn worship fervor for the immortals began throughout Yingtian Prefecture.

late at night.

Kunning Palace.

After gently stroking Empress Ma's hair, Zhu Yuanzhang left the room.

Meanwhile, in the main hall outside the room, Zhu Biao, Lan Yu, Lü Ben, the deputy director of the Imperial Observatory, Yang Ruchang, the director of the Imperial Observatory, Zhu Di, and other direct descendants and confidants of the Zhu family gathered together.

"His Majesty."

"Father."

"......."

When Zhu Yuanzhang came out, everyone began to pay their respects.

Zhu Yuanzhang glared at them angrily and made a shushing gesture.

Then he went to sit in the main seat.

"The Empress is still resting inside, let's all keep our voices down."

"Alright, we have enough people now. Let's not wait for those who haven't arrived yet. Let's all get started."

"Let's begin with our question tonight: Are there immortals in the Great Ming Dynasty? And where are they?"

Zhu Yuanzhang inspected the crowd.

The reason so many people are gathered here tonight is because he had the Imperial Guards notify them one by one.

The reason they gathered at Kunning Palace was because Zhu Yuanzhang was afraid.

Fearing that he was too far from Empress Ma and might not know what might happen, he needed to be closer to her so he could know her situation as soon as possible.

tonight,

Zhu Yuanzhang gathered them here to discuss matters concerning immortals.

This matter left Zhu Yuanzhang completely bewildered.

He was pragmatic all his life, never believing in ghosts or demons, only in the fists of his own hands.

Can….

U.A. High School has recently been revived, and the girl has recovered.

They all spoke of the many things he didn't know about the Ming Dynasty.

The sound faded, but no one answered.

It's so quiet that you can hear the needle drop.

This was unfamiliar territory for everyone.

I'm afraid that apart from Zhu Xiong Ying, no one has ever actually seen a fairy.

Zhu Yuanzhang surveyed the crowd, thought for a moment, and then said, "Don't be shy, tell me everything. I won't cause you any trouble today, just discuss it freely."

"So far, that immortal has intervened twice: once to bring Xiong Ying back, and once to bring our sister back."

"What do you think this immortal is after?"

No profit can not afford to be early.

This was Zhu Yuanzhang's consistent idea.

Just like how he wouldn't help others for no reason, he would only help if there was something in return. He figured that the immortal was the same way.