Fallen Devil: The Resurrection of the God of Death

Disease Outbreak

Daytime.

Lin Xuan had finally walked out of the divine eye pendant, which he had only swallowed three QI Realm pills in. So for now he managed to break through to the nine-star Spirit Severing and one more step could go into the Dao Fusion stage. But he's not in a hurry. He only needed to develop himself before ascending to the Dao Fusion stage.

Moreover, Lin Xuan put on the mask and took off his robe, walking inside the royal castle to meet Prince Han Tan to give something away. He did this to increase his trust in the prince again.

After all, when a wild animal if it is fed more by someone, then the wild animal will be tame to its owner. That trust will increase. But the difference, the corrupted form of trust in a wild beast to its owner is when the wild beast kills its own owner.

But in contrast to Lin Xuan, where he seemed to want to cook the ferocious beast into a delicious meal.

“Friends, it turns out you're in the castle. I thought you were where.” Lin Xuan said as he saw prince Han Tan pacing back and forth as if he was thinking of something.

“Ah my friend Yuan Xuan, where are you from?” Prince Han Tan asked happily.

Lin Xuan then gave a Qi Realm pill in front of prince Han Tan. Which makes Prince Han Tan again stunned and surprised to see it.

Where a dark red pill with gold spots makes the pill effective is quite strong. In addition there is a distinctive aroma so it looks to have lasting benefits. But honestly Han Tan did not know what the pill was. “What is this?”

“Golden-level pills, Qi Realm pills. I give you for free prince.”

Prince Han Tan was obviously shocked. It was clear he knew how powerful this Qi Realm pill was. In addition, to make it though requires rare or expensive materials. So giving this stuff is something valuable.

“Damn it, you're really my friend. Even though I haven't had the chance to use the legend crystal yesterday. But I'm really grateful.” Prince Han Tan said quite happily. “Sial, you know, this reminds me of a poison my mother used to inhibit Han Yifan's cultivation?”

Lin Xuan smiled, this was his goal. Clearly by using a pill, it would make prince Han Tan tell a story. And, especially if the prince of Han Tan directly blunt that the disability of the prince of Han Yifan has a relationship from Han Tan. But, Lin Xuan's remark had to remain cautious.

“I just understood. But wait, there is indeed a poison used to inhibit one's cultivation?” Asked Lin Xuan carefully.

“Can I tell you.” Prince Han Tan then brought his mouth closer to Lin Xuan's ear, where he whispered something. “What my mother used was fireworm poison. A kind of parasite that resides in the body of prince Han Yifan.”

Lin Xuan then laughed softly, “It was very interesting. But there is actually a pretty powerful way. It is a sealing technique. My father once did it to my uncle's son so it couldn't be destroyed unless my father removed the seal himself.”

“Hahaha, that's really interesting. How about we talk about it over a drink?”

“I'm sorry but ...”

Not yet Lin Xuan finished his remark, someone who was a loyal follower of the prince Han Tan came and bowed his knees. Then, he said, “Sorry to interrupt the prince's time. But there is a precarious situation that must be discussed immediately.”

“Call my people and advisors! Yuan Xuan, come with me.”

...............

A few days ago, prince Han Yifan was standing on the balcony. His face was full of smiles even though he was actually enduring quite a good amount of suffering. But that anxiety he removed with a perspective that was good enough that it made him continue to smile as if he was truly happy.

Moreover in his own castle, prince Yinfan looked at the clear sky. Sitting on the guardrail seemed to be staring at a pretty brilliant future.

“Prince Han Yifan. I've brought a plague on this botot. But, are you very seriously wanting to poison the eastern region of Qianting city and the western region of Jinling city. Prince, this seems like a pretty bad idea, considering that the region is your supporter.”

“Uncle Na Ran, isn't imaging necessary. Uncle, I already have the antidote recipe.” Prince Han Yifan then came down from the guardrail and took out a piece of paper that read herbs. “Take this, this is a recipe for the antidote to the plague. After the outbreak was spread for five days, then you should give all the drugs for free.”

The person named Na Ran gulped roughly. Though he knew that prince Yinfan was only a Core Formation cultivator. But somehow he has a pretty bad side. He knew that this conversation was only him and the prince of Han Yifan, and he had to keep this up.

“Understanding prince. If that's the case, I'll have to resign.” Said Na Ran's uncle where he instantly moved backwards.

On the other hand, a man was standing not far from the balcony. Pre with a head covering in which he smiled widely when he accidentally heard the words of prince Han Yifan. “Cih, it turns out that the prince is also equally cunning. He wanted to justify everything just for imaging. But, I have to snatch the recipe and let Han Yifan spread the plague.”

..........

Only a few days later, news of the plague spread so quickly that it was heard by Prince Han Tan. Where at the moment, he was in the meeting room with his powerful followers.

Lin Xuan himself saw that Han Tan's followers on average were Nascent Soul and Spirit Severing cultivators. It was too strong for a prince himself.

But he didn't discuss that, though, he only wanted to hear the discussion this time where there was someone who told him that there was someone who reported in the eastern region of Qianting city and the border with Jinling city there was a plague that attacked.

This made the prince of Han Tan actually did not care much because it was the territory that was supporting Han Yifan. So, why should she help him?

As for Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan was actually suspicious, why was Han Yifan's territory suddenly hit by a plague? Moreover, prince Han Tan couldn't possibly do it because if he did, it was certain that he didn't have this kind of discussion.

“I don't care at all. Be it a flood, an earthquake, or a plague, who cares!” Shouted prince Han Tan in the room.

Then, a middle-aged man, but with a long beard smiled as he spoke up. “Prince, this is a pretty brilliant idea. Wouldn't if we healed them on behalf of the prince, they would be supporters of the prince himself? We have to do it before Han Yifan acts.”