"Junior, you dare-*cough* Severe coughing voices echoed through the grand regal room as an old man lay in his bed, his aged face was creased with wrinkles, and and he looked as if he were taking his last breath.
Beside him on the bed, there stood a group of people, their hearts heavy as they gazed upon their once mighty leader confined to his sickbed.
"How long will it take for that Master to arrive?" A middle-aged man who was wearing royal robes asked in a stern tone, glimpsing at the Province minister who was standing beside him.
He is the son of the old man who was about to die and the current ruler of this Ming Province, Ming Zhin.
The minister gave a slight nod and spoke "Master is on his way here."
Ming Zhin scoffed under his breath "Let's see what's so special about this 'Master' they were talking about."
Another minister who was standing beside Ming Zhin spoke, his eyebrows frowning "I also heard so many rumors about him. They said he is very exceptional in medicine, alchemy, and martial arts."
"They were also praising his appearance as Divine and he looked like as if he was a God. Even the young masters of those powerful Dynasties would fade in front of him."
Ming Zhin raised an eyebrow in amusement hearing the description, "Hoh, now I am also curious to see this Master now."
Meanwhile, in one corner of the room, there stood a beautiful young woman, her lustrous black hair cascading down her waist as her blue eyes had a calm expression with a gentle smile on her face.
But her face and thoughts don't match at all.
'When will this old man die?' She cursed under her lips, looking at the old man lying on the bed.
Ming Yuelin was expecting him to die for so long so she doesn't have to stand like this whenever the old man creates drama as if he were about to die.
'I am sure he will die in blood loss before the illness, if he coughs a liter of blood like that everyday.'
Beside her stood another middle-aged woman and a sigh escaped her lips "I hope he gets well soon."
Ming Yuelin's lips twitched upon hearing this: 'Mom, why does this old log need to live anymore?'
*cough* *cough* "Father!" Ming Zhin hurriedly sat on the edge of the bed and seeing his father's struggling face, his heart wrenched in pain.
"C-Co-" The old man stammered as he tried to push out his words.
Huh? Ming Zhin was confused "Father? What were you saying?"
One of the minister, letting out a sad sigh, spoke "Your Highness, seems like he is saying his last words."
"FATHHERR!!!"
-_- Ming Yuelin was dumbfounded, is he about to say Coc-?
The old man's eyes shook "C-Courting death! You brat, you have eyes yet you are unable to recognize mount Tai. Cripple your cultivation and kowtow before me." he coughed a mouthful of blood.
Wha? Ming Yuelin couldn't control her laughter after hearing the same cliche line she heard in her past life.
"FATHER!" Meanwhile, Ming Zhin got emotional and yelled.
Ming Yuelin facepalmed herself, 'Can't these old people stay silent?'
"Your Highness! Your Highness! Master Yuan is here." At this time, a servant rushed in and announced it to everyone.
Huh? All eyes turned towards the door, anticipating the arrival of this so called 'Master' and even Ming Yuelin was curious.
*tap* Faint noises of footsteps were heard across the hallways and everyone in the room kept their gaze on the door for his arrival, expectations swirling between them.
*gasp* Ming Yuelin's eyes grew wide in shock as she saw the handsome man who just stepped into the Royal room.
Long, flowing snow like white hair on his shoulder, his eyes, shimmering gold as if reflecting the sun and an indifferent smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
His body is adorned in white and bluish robes, perfectly complementing his hair color.
As he entered the room, the room itself seemed to hold its breath under the presence of a divine entity, and an aura of radiance and divinity filled the room.
The people present there looked at him in utter shock and a sense of inferiority washed over as they felt like they were standing in front of a powerful existence.
Ming Yuelin's pretty eyelashes quivered looking at the man and she could hear her own heart racing at top speed. *badump*
She felt a sudden warmth spread across her cheeks, her gaze instinctively dropping down afraid to make eye contact with him, unaware of the blush that had taken over her face.
Never ever in her two lives has she seen a man as handsome as Zhang Yuan.
Ming Zhin's heart sank upon seeing Zhang Yuan and he hurriedly stood up from the bed, bowing his head in front of Zhang Yuan.
He doesn't know why he bowed, but his body instinctively did it feeling his ambiance and temperament. Following him, the others also bowed their heads in respect.
Zhang Yuan lifted his hand and spoke "Raise your heads."
Hearing his enchanting voice, they all raised their heads and looked at Zhang Yuan in awe and wonder.
Ming Zhin took two steps forward "Uh, Master Yuan... huh" Zhang Yuan disappeared from his sight.
Panicking, Ming Zhin turned his head and saw Zhang Yuan was already near the bed. 'W-What? When did he?'
Zhang Yuan's white eyelashes furrowed and he spoke "He has stage 4 blood cancer."
What? Ming Zhin anxiously rushed over to Zhang Yuan as he had never heard of a disease like that "Master Yuan, can you... please treat him. The disease seems so complicated."
"I will give you any amount of gold coins you want and I can even give platinum coins. Please, I beg Master Yuan to save my father." he uttered with a bow.
Ming Zhin mind rolled in thoughts 'The rumors about him are fake. Who said he is divine? He is more than that! Is he even human?'
Sensing his demeanor alone, he can guess that Zhang Yuan must be a hidden expert who just likes to roam around after reaching the pinnacle of cultivation.
It is his fortune that Zhang Yuan was in this Ming province, when his father fell ill again.
Zhang Yuan turned his gaze to the old man on the bed and gently waved his hand.
They all watched as the old man's body shone yellow and after a few seconds, it disappeared.
"Urgh!" Letting out a low growl, the old man pulled himself up from the bed and looked at his own body in amazement, feeling the vital energy flowing in his body.
"HAHAHAHA, I can feel the Qi in my body again. Now I will show you the immensity of Heaven and Earth." the old man began to yell in delight.
HUH? The Ruler and the Elders jaw gaped in bewilderment, seeing the man on the deathbed now sitting casually and is even screaming at the top of his lungs without coughing a single drop of blood.
Ming Yuelin's was startled to see the old man and turned her gaze to Zhang Yuan, who still had the faint smile on his lips, a look of admiration flashing in her eyes.
'What did he even do? No pills or anything...' She could only mutter under her breath.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yuan smiled wryly in his mind 'What is she doing here?'
...
High above in the sky, under the blazing sunlight, a woman is sitting on the clouds, her long purple hair spreading across the cloud, a set of purple robes enriching her body.
A breathtaking beauty, as any mortal could die if they took a glimpse at her face, seductive curves and right proportion of chest and ass.
With a teasing smile playing on her red lips, she glanced down, and a giggle escaped her lips.
"See how these mere mortals are gawking at my Husband's powers."
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