Chapter 229 - My Sword Has Only Attacked a First-rank Martial Artist (1)
Chapter 229 – My Sword Has Only Attacked a First-rank Martial Artist (1)
Chapter 229 My Sword Has Only Attacked a First-rank Martial Artist (1)
In the post house where the Great Xia diplomatic mission was staying, Zhou Shu once again came into close contact with the Qin emperor.
With the Qin emperor personally arriving, Zhou Shu, the official envoy of the diplomatic mission, definitely had to show his face.
“Your Majesty, what brings you here?” Zhou Shu said while cupping his hands.
“I heard that your country’s Great General Meng is also in the diplomatic mission. In the past, Great General Meng and I met once. I came here today to meet an old friend,” the Qin emperor said calmly.
“Sorry.” Zhou Shu shook his head. “Your Majesty, you came at a bad time. The great general’s injuries are severe. After taking some medicine, he fell asleep.”
Meng Bai was still consolidating his cultivation in his room. Zhou Shu naturally wouldn’t let the Qin emperor disturb him.
“Is that so?” the Qin emperor said indifferently. “I heard that Great General Meng was seriously injured, so I specially brought the imperial physicians over to let them diagnose him.”
The Qin emperor looked straight at Zhou Shu, his gaze filled with oppression.
Zhou Shu didn’t avoid it and looked straight into the eyes of the Qin emperor.
He was observing the Qin emperor.
If his previous speculations were true, then the cultivation of the Qin emperor would be affected if something went wrong with Great Qin’s imperial cauldron.
Now, the Qin emperor didn’t seem to have changed.
His aura was as deep as the ocean, and he gave people the feeling that he was a lion ready to attack.
It was so deep that even Zhou Shu felt a sense of danger.
The sense of danger was stronger than what he felt from Xu Shi.
Zhou Shu was just about to speak when Meng Bai’s voice suddenly sounded. “I appreciate your kind intentions.”
A wheelchair was pushed out.
Meng Bai was sitting in the wheelchair, his face aged, his hair already white.
His breath was weak, and he coughed from time to time, looking like he was in his last years.
Seeing Meng Bai’s appearance, the Qin emperor, Xu Shi, and others all frowned slightly.
Meng Bai didn’t look like a first-rank martial artist at all.
“My injuries are incurable. There’s no need to trouble your imperial physicians.” While speaking, Meng Bai coughed intensely again, looking like he might die at any time.
“Since we’re here, we have to let them diagnose you, Great General.” The Qin emperor narrowed his eyes.
Without waiting for Meng Bai to agree or refuse, he waved his hand, and a middle-aged man already walked out from behind him.
This middle-aged man directly walked in front of Meng Bai and reached out his hand to take Meng Bai’s pulse.
Suddenly, his vision went black. A tall and sturdy figure was already standing between him and Meng Bai.
“Chengliang, stand down,” Meng Bai ordered.
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The guard named Chengliang hesitated for a moment before retreating back behind Meng Bai.
Meng Bai generously extended his arm. “Your Majesty, since you are so generous, then I will have to trouble you.”
The man reached out his fingers and pressed them against Meng Bai’s wrist.
After a while, he retracted his hand.
“I am incompetent. I am powerless against Great General Meng’s injuries.” He sighed and shook his head before returning to the Qin emperor’s side.
“It’s not that. My injuries are already ineffective against medicine,” Meng Bai said with a bitter smile.
The Qin emperor’s expression didn’t change as he said, “Great Qin still has many famous doctors. Later, I will get them to diagnose you, Great General Meng.”
“Thank you, Your Majesty, but there is no need.” Meng Bai shook his head. “I am well aware of my own situation. My body cannot hold on any longer.
“Since Your Majesty is here, I shall be thick-skinned and make a request.
“As the saying goes, the fallen leaves return to their roots. I am about to die from old age, and I want to die in my homeland. Now that the matters of the Great Xia diplomatic mission are more or less settled, I wish to bid farewell to Your Majesty. I hope Your Majesty will permit it.”
“Sure, I will issue the imperial decree. Great General Meng, please rest well. I won’t disturb you any further.” He stood up and bid farewell.
After leaving the diplomatic mission of Great Xia, the Qin emperor frowned. “Are there any experts from Great Qin residing nearby?”
If the one who broke through wasn’t Meng Bai, then who was it?
“There are two second-rank martial artists. I wonder if they are the ones who broke through,” a minister said.
“Go and investigate. I don’t believe that a second-rank martial artist would suddenly appear in my capital.” The Qin emperor snorted.
Inside the post house, after Meng Bai confirmed that the Qin emperor and his group had already left, his face revealed a relaxed expression.
“Great General, you…” Yin Wuyou, Lu Wenshuang, and the others all looked at Meng Bai in shock.
Meng Bai had already stood up from the wheelchair. Following his movements, his white hair turned black at a visible speed.
The wrinkles on his face seemed to have flattened.
He only took a second to stand up.
A second ago, he was a seriously injured old man on the verge of death.
One second later, he turned into a suave middle-aged man.
Yin Wuyou blinked and asked, “Great General, have you really recovered?”
“I’m fully recovered. Not only am I fully recovered, but I’ve also profited from a disaster and attained the first rank of the Martial Dao.” Meng Bai was unable to conceal the happiness on his face.
After being entangled by injuries for decades, even Meng Bai found it hard to hide the excitement in his heart.
“Great General, how did you recover?” Yin Wuyou asked curiously.
“Great General, how did you hide from Great Qin’s imperial physician?” Zhou Shu interrupted.
Meng Bai glanced at Zhou Shu and understood his thoughts. He smiled and said, “It’s just a small trick, not worth mentioning.”