
The morning sun had risen as high as a spear, its rays became a witness to how the city of Guangzhou was ravaged by a great fight that ended in victory of the kingdom.
Throughout the city as well as in the royal area there is still confusion about the identity of the mysterious swordsman who became an important pillar of the kingdom's survival from enemy attacks.
After the end of the great battle, the higher-ups of the Guangzhou kingdom immediately ordered the soldiers to get back up, arranging all the things that had previously been destroyed.
The residents flocked back to inhabit the city which is now conducive, they rebuilt the city assisted by the royal soldiers.
News of the tragedy of the Guangzhou royal attack began to spread throughout the country, including the neighboring Empire.
With gotong royong and a sense of concern for each other, the order of life in the heart of the royal city of Guangzhou feels very beautiful and peaceful.
The difficulty of changing human beings to be more sensitive to each other, making them realize, the gap will break the bonds of brotherhood.
Living socially, helping each other, respecting each other and accepting differences, will create a beautiful harmony of government.
After the battle, the high-ranking officials met Aryan shadows including Hulao and Honglong. But the ones he met did not say a word, they then disappeared without saying congratulations or condolences.
To the royal people, the appearance of a group of veiled people and two strange demons was like a God of salvation, who came down to uphold the truth and left selflessly asking for rewards.
General Sun Jian was in a room with an old man who was seen carrying a cane.
The old man was wearing shabby clothes like a farmer, his gray hair was unraveling like a madman who did not care about appearance. On his waist was tucked a medium-sized jug of wine that he never left behind, where it was the only drink he always consumed.
But even so he was actually a famous Alchemist who came from the Tang Empire. A drunken mad healer, that's what some of the nicknames people have pinned on him.
"Based on the symptoms of his illness, I'm sure this fat man was exposed to poison. But until now I haven't been able to ascertain what kind of poison is lodged in his body." Said the old man and scratched his tangled white hair. Then he downed his wine jug.
General Sun Jian's pair of eyes widened, his gaze showing displeasure towards the old man's words. He was visibly angry when the old man said his King was 'fat man'.
The old man turned his head, catching the expression General Sun Jian showed, he chuckled instead.
"His body, nerves, pulse, and heart are functioning properly, but this fat man is paralyzed, his whole body is numb, even he does not feel pain when pierced by a needle," Obviously the old man, and again downed his wine.
"Old man, can't you say politely. He's a king, it's not appropriate for you to say that." General Sun Jian stared intently, if only he did not need his help, he would have been rude and could have imposed severe punishment on the old man.
"Hahaha, I don't mean to insult your king, but the truth is.. Your king is fat."
"You..!!" General Sun Jian moved his hand about to close, but he quickly put it down, considering that the safety of the king depended on the old man's treatment.
At that moment, someone from outside was knocking on the door of the room.
Still with a grievous face in anger, General Sun Jian immediately opened the door, smiling softly when he found that the one who had come was Princess Zhou Jing Yi. So with a respectful attitude, he quickly subdued his body.
But the glint of his eyes showed astonishment when he saw the young man standing behind the princess.
"How's my dad doing?" Asked Princess Zhou Jing Yi, the tail of her eyes glanced into the room.
"His Majesty's disease has not been treated, princess. If the princess wishes to see His Majesty's condition, let's please enter." General Sun Jian said with great respect.
Zhou Jing Yi's daughter nodded, then turned her head towards the young man behind her. "Tabib Xian, my goal is not to see you standing there. Come on in!" Say it loud, then give a mocking smile.
Arya snorted softly, this time she could not reply to the princess's taunts as she realized that she was currently inside the palace. Then he must be able to maintain the honor of the princess in front of the royal people.
General Sun Jian's face immediately shone when he found out that the young man the princess had brought was Physician Xian. So with a warm attitude he smiled towards the young man and then pulled himself aside to open the way.
Inside the room already stood a shabbily dressed man was downing his wine, Arya narrowed her eyes looking at the old man. Based on the medicinal aura emanating from the old man's body, he could immediately tell if the old man was a high-ability Alchemist.
"Include this old man was the healer Heng Dao, he was an Alchemist from the Tang Empire. And this is Princess Zhou Jing Yi, while this young man is Physician Xian." Seeing Arya looking at the shabby old man, General Sun Jian immediately introduced them.
Suddenly the old man laughed, in the sinking of his wine jar and walked closer to Arya.
Arya looked surprised, she did not think that her name was so widespread. "Grandfather is too excessive, in this country the ability of Alchemists is still rarely encountered, which is why I am a fool who has been considered great, even though I was just a boy yesterday afternoon who happened to have a little knowledge."
“You must not be so humble, even though my eyes are blurry and often drunk but I can still clearly see the aura of treatment emanating in your body is more concentrated than me." An old man named Heng Dao patted Arya on the shoulder.
Unexpectedly, the old man was able to read the medicinal aura that Arya had been hiding, whereas others previously could not sense it, where Arya hid her aura using the fire dragon energy processing technique, the legacy of his grandfather Zhen Long.
Seeing Arya looking at him in full sight, the old man again downed his wine and laughed. "I've been trying to analyze the poison in the fat man's body for a few weeks, but until now I haven't been able to find out what kind of poison it is. Now try to check, who knows you can recognize what kind of poison is lodged in the fat king's body."
Arya was silent for a moment and then nodded, she perfectly understood that no matter how great the Alchemist's ability in concocting medicine was, it would be useless if they did not know the source of the problem on her patient's body.
From a distance Arya looked closely at King Zhou Lun, a handsome but rather fat-bodied man. Although King Zhou Lun had some kind of technique to hide his cultivation but still Arya was able to know the cultivation stage of the king who was at the level 7 Hermit Swordsman stage.
At first Arya seems surprised, but she immediately understood when thinking how someone could become a king if his own abilities were under his retainers.
In one look, Arya can also feel that the king's illness is not as simple as it seems.
"Alright, then let me check it out." Arya looked at Zhou Jing Yi's daughter and General Sun Jian to ask them for permission.
General Sun Jian smiled back, nodding, while Princess Zhao Jing Yi immediately pushed Arya to a stop beside the king's bed.
After arriving at the king's side, Arya immediately looked at Princess Zhou Jing Yi by puffing her jaw in annoyance.
"Why did you even see me, quickly check on my father." Princess Zhou Jing Yi said as she glared.
At the sight of Arya snorting in annoyance and turning her face towards the king, Princess Zhou Jing Yi silently smiled, 'Feel my vengeance, this is just the beginning..'
Arya carefully grabbed the king's hand to check his pulse and blood flow.
True as described by an old alchemist named Heng Dao. The pulse, heart, nerves and blood of the king was normal like he was not sick, Arya did not find any symptoms in his body.
Next he examined the state of the king's joints, but still found nothing.
Everyone looked at him curiously, they frowned in confusion at Arya who only held the king's hand, where Alchemists would usually examine the entire body of his patients, at least he should have listened to her heartbeat and breathing.
If checking the poison, the alchemist would usually take a blood sample to examine it, they would mix the blood with other herbs in order to see the reaction.
But Arya, he did not move even a little from the hand of the king, the entire body of the king can be examined just by his hand alone, making others look at him strange including Heng Dao.
Aryan long ago analyzed the body of the king but like other Alchemists, he was still unable to find the source of the problem. One thing he knew, the king was indeed exposed to poison.
Arya could actually directly suck the poison lodged in the body of the king then processed it into energy Qi to fill the Dantian element of poison it has. But he did not want to attract the attention of the people who were there, so now he was looking for another way to treat the king.
There was only one last path he could take to find out the condition of the king, which was to drain the golden dragon energy.
It took a lot of energy for Arya to analyze the entire body of the king, making her right hand now emit a bright golden light that can be seen by everyone there.
Both Heng Dao, General Sun Jian and their Princess Zhou Jing Yi looked widened their eyes, watching what the young man was doing without blinking.
No one had ever seen such energy, its aura was so warm and conciliatory, they were now wondering who exactly this young man was.
Arya slowly drained her energy over the king's chest, making the king's entire body now covered in golden radiant energy.
Arya immediately pulled back all her energy, just a split second of which she now knew the source of the problem from the strange illness the king was suffering from.
"Have you recognized that kind of poison, Physician Xian?" Asked General Sun Jian impatiently.
Arya nodded, "The poison lodged in the king's body is a tribe-absorbing poison. Where the poison was supposed to be able to destroy the bodies of his victims in just a matter of breath, but because the king had a high cultivation then he could survive this far."