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Chapter 1860: The Little Red Hand of the Perfect Hand!
After Wang Yue finished speaking, he didn't say anything more and walked in first. After he figured out the emperor's position, he didn't even get closer and just waved his sword over.

After this palm strike, the emperor, who was lying down, suddenly sat up in shock from his dying illness and spat out a mouthful of black blood from his mouth.

"poison!"

Lan Yuehou was horrified when he saw Wang Yue's actions and immediately wanted to stop him, but although his movements were very fast, he was still one step late to Wang Yue.

He just watched Wang Yue's palm hit his royal brother. He originally thought that his royal brother might be dead, but he didn't expect that his royal brother would spit out a mouthful of black blood.

He smelled the foul smell of black blood, how could he not understand that his brother was poisoned? He asked in some surprise.

Xiao Se was also somewhat incredulous, so he asked solemnly, "Master, is my father poisoned?"

Wang Yue nodded and said solemnly, "Although your father had some imperial diseases, he could have lived a few more years. Unfortunately, he was poisoned by the people around him, which is why he is like this now."

After hearing this, Lan Yuehou said in disbelief, "My royal brother is not lustful, and he has less than two dozen princes and princesses. How could he have the disease of an emperor?"

Wang Yue glanced at Lan Yuehou and said unhappily, "There are two kinds of imperial diseases, one is physical and the other is psychological.

Although your royal brother takes good care of his physical condition, he suffers psychologically every day.

If this continued for a long time, his health would have been bad to begin with, and he was accidentally tricked by someone else, which led to the current situation."

He said this so bluntly, how could everyone present not understand what he meant?
Wasn't it because of the Emperor's imperial illness that the King of Langya was forced to commit suicide?
Xiao Se understood what Wang Yue meant when he spoke, and he waited for Wang Yue to finish his words before asking, "Master, how long can my father's body last?"

Wang Yue said calmly, "If he is not poisoned again, he can live for another year or so. Now I estimate that he can live for at most half a year.

Of course, if he could unload his burdens and not worry about anything, and be a carefree emperor, he might be able to live for three to five years."

After hearing what Wang Yue said, Xiao Se finally felt relieved. He thought that his father's illness was no longer dangerous for the time being, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Chuhe!"

As Xiao Se turned around, a weak voice called out.

It turned out that the emperor had woken up without knowing when, but he had been listening to everyone talking without opening his eyes. He waited until Xiao Se was about to leave, and then he could not help but call out to Xiao Se.

Xiao Se stopped walking but did not turn around. He asked in a somewhat distant voice, "Father, what do you want me to do?"

The emperor smiled bitterly after hearing this and said, "I don't have much time left. Don't you want to forgive me?"

Lan Yuehou also hurriedly walked over to pull Xiao Se back, then said with a smile, "You two can have a good chat, I'll wait outside with them."

He walked out as he finished speaking, and when he passed by Wang Yue and the others, he made a gesture to invite them in.

Wang Yuelei and Wu Jie had no intention of staying to watch the father and son hugging and crying, so they turned around and walked out.

Xiao Se was indeed a man with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. After he saw that everyone had left, he did not follow them. In fact, he still wanted to stay.

……

Xiao Se, who was sentimental, was destined to be no match for the old emperor. It didn't take long before Xiao Se supported the emperor who had recovered, and the two of them walked out of the house together, slowly walking towards the direction of the palace.

The people who saw this scene quickly passed the news back, and for a while, Apocalypse City was in turmoil.

Not long after the emperor returned to the palace, an imperial decree was issued, making Wang Yue the Imperial Master of Beili.

This imperial edict was seen by interested people throughout the capital and soon spread throughout the country.

Wang Yue didn't care what happened to Xiao Se. After the emperor issued the decree, he drove out all the people in the National Master's Mansion. He then set up a small spirit gathering array in the National Master's Mansion. The surroundings of the spirit gathering array were filled with runes, which enhanced the effect of the spirit gathering array in absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Finally, Wang Yue placed the imperial seal and the imperial edict into the formation, which happened to be between several runes. This could attract the national strength symbolized by the seal and the imperial edict, and once again increase the speed of absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth. Only then did he activate the spirit gathering formation.

After the spirit gathering array was activated, the vital energy of heaven and earth suddenly vibrated violently for a while, and then the vital energy of heaven and earth around it seemed to have found an exit and surged in. The concentration of the vital energy of heaven and earth in the small spirit gathering array had become liquid, and it looked like it would crystallize soon.

Wang Yue was overjoyed to see such a good effect, and quickly used the Beiming Law to absorb the rich vitality of heaven and earth into his own space orb.

The concentration of weather energy in the space orb increased rapidly, and the space continued to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hua Jin looked at the changes in the formation and asked in confusion, "Yue Lang, what are you doing?" Wang Yue had no intention of hiding anything and smiled and reminded him, "This is a treasure land for accelerating cultivation. Your cultivation is low, do you want to go in and experience it?"

After hearing what Wang Yue said, Hua Jin decisively walked into the formation without even considering whether there was any danger.

The moment she stepped into the barrier, she felt sticky all over, as if she had been to the south of the Yangtze River during the rainy season. She felt wet all over and wanted to take a shower.

But this kind of wetness is not a sticky feeling, but a very comfortable and refreshing feeling.

She originally inherited the medical and martial arts from Yaowang Valley. After following Wang Yue, Wang Yue also taught her the Mogan Mountain talisman inheritance, so her cultivation speed became much faster.

However, when she sat in the formation, the speed at which the Qi Hai Xue Shan absorbed the vital energy of heaven and earth was several times faster than before.

It should not be considered as absorption, but rather as flowing back into the body. After all, the concentration of true Qi in Hua Jin's body cannot compare to the concentration of the formation, which allows her cultivation to continue to break through.

If she had not learned the Heart Purification Mantra at the same time, which kept her awake at all times, she might have gone astray due to practicing too quickly.

In fact, this was after Wang Yue controlled his own absorption speed and allocated some traffic to Hua Jin. This had already reached the limit of Hua Jin's practice.

Hua Jin felt that since the cultivation here was so fast and there were no hidden dangers, he began to practice with peace of mind.

Of course Wang Yue had nothing to do. Since his goal had been achieved, he just stayed here to accompany his wife.

Wang Yue and his wife were practicing peacefully when someone came to visit them soon. They were none other than King Bai and the Angry Sword Immortal Yan Zhantian. Of course, they were brought in by Xiao Se and his companions.

Wang Yue left Hua Jin to continue practicing martial arts, and went to the reception room. He pretended to be curious and asked, "Xiao Se, Bai Wang and Yan Zhantian are your enemies, why did you bring them here?"

Seeing Wang Yue's contemptuous look, Xiao Se quickly explained, "Master, someone poisoned me back then and was going to blind me, but my second brother happened to come to see me that day and drank the poison, and then he became blind.

So, I felt guilty towards my second brother and wanted to ask the master to help heal his eyes."

Wang Yue shook his head in disapproval and sternly corrected him, "Back then, King Bai was poisoned because of you, and Yan Zhantian almost killed you. If it weren't for your good luck and Bai Xiaosheng's desperate protection, you would definitely have died.

Therefore, the cause and effect between you and the White King has been resolved, and you even suffered a little loss. If I cure the White King's eyes, then the White King owes you a life. Do you think he will give you his life?"

After hearing this, Yan Zhantian immediately said, "I can return my life to King Yong'an!"

Bai Wang quickly stopped him and said, "No, Master Chef did it. I did it. How can I let Master Chef die for me?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Wang Yue and said, "Please help me heal my eyes. My life belongs to you, Sixth Brother."

After hearing this, Xiao Se looked at Wang Yue. He was obviously soft-hearted and didn't want to make things difficult for his second brother.

Wang Yue said straightforwardly, "I don't care about your life. As long as you withdraw from the competition for the throne, I can heal your eyes at any time. What do you think?"

After hearing this, the White King smiled and said happily, "My greatest support is the master chef. The master chef is no match for you. I have no hope in the competition for the throne, and I can lose my life at any time.

So, I agree to your request. If you are worried, I can ask to be a vassal first, and then trouble you to help me treat my eyes."

Wang Yue saw Xiao Se wanted to speak, and immediately understood what Xiao Se meant. He shook his head and said, "That's not necessary. If you break your promise to me, I will kill you. It's not that difficult."

When King Bai heard what Wang Yue said, he said happily, "Master, don't worry. If I break my promise, you can take my life."

Seeing that Wang Yue and Bai Wang had already made a decision, Xiao Se shook his head helplessly and said, "Master, you should get treatment quickly."

Wang Yue glanced at Xiao Se and said speechlessly, "King Bai, please find a place to sit down first. It will be painful during the process, so you have to bear it."

The White King quickly sat down on the armchair, holding the handles of the chair tightly with both hands, and then said excitedly, "Come on!"

Wang Yue stretched out his hand and pressed towards Bai Wang. A red light came out from his palm and went towards Bai Wang's eyes.

If any other miracle doctor were to treat Bai Wang's eyes, other people would definitely need to donate their eyeballs to Bai Wang, and then replace his eyeballs, so that Bai Wang could regain his sight.

But Wang Yue is not like that. The method he uses is similar to the little red hand in Shuangquan's hand.

Under the effects of Little Red Hand and Medicine God's Magic Needle, the White King's necrotic eyeballs soon came back to life.